That I would choose him every time.
And I wanted it now.
“Your turn,” I whispered, planting a quick kiss on his lips before pulling out and straddling him.
Talis stared up at me, eyes heavy-lidded. “But you didn’t come.”
I grinned down at him. “I changed my mind.”
I grabbed the lube from where’d I’d tossed it, coating my fingers and wrapping them around his cock. He hissed as I got him nice and wet, hands fisting the bedsheet, gaze trained on the slow stroke of my hand up and down his length.
Shuffling forwards on my knees, I straddled him. “I want you to bite me.” I murmured, heart stuttering when he gasped, eyes wild. “I want you to leave your mark on my skin.”
Holding his cock steady, I eased back and ever so slowly sank down on him. “Make me yours.”
TALIS
“Make me yours.”
His words lit a fire inside me. The growl that tore from my throat not anywhere near human, every instinct crying out a joyousyesas the meaning in that sentence sank in.
Grabbing his hips, I flipped our positions, the wolf in me needing to be above him so I could fuck him with every ounce of strength I had.
But this was Axel.
He might heal faster than a human, but he wasn’t a shifter, and I didn’t want to hurt him. I hesitated, looking down at him, forcing myself not to just thrust back inside him.
His eyes narrowed. “You won’t break me.” Reaching up, he cupped my jaw, touch gentle, but his gaze fierce. “I want you to let go; lose control like I know you want to.”
“But—”
“No.” His fingers dug in enough to make me feel it. “I want to do this. You wear my mark; now I want to wear yours, and I want you to give it to me like you would if I was a shifter. Don’t hold anything back.Promiseme.”
I’d never wanted something so much in my entire life. I could only nod as a wave of longing surged through me, so strong I felt my claws lengthen and my fangs drop down.
Axel noticed, his filthy grin evidence enough as he traced the tip of a fang with his thumb. “Better.”
I captured it and sucked it into my mouth, tracing the pad with my tongue, growling in satisfaction as his breath hitched.
“Come on,” he whispered, tugging his hand free and scraping his nails down my back. “Fuck me like you want to.” He gave me one last heated look, then deliberately tilted his head back, baring his throat.
My control, barely contained as it was, snapped like a thread.
Gripping his thighs, claws pressing in enough to make him hiss, I thrust into him in one long glide.
“Chlah’al.” Axel screwed his eyes shut tight, head pressed back into the pillow.
“You okay?”
“Give me a second.” He grabbed my arse, keeping me in place, like I had any intention of moving, until he relaxed around me.
I dropped to my elbows, leaning down to kiss along his jaw. I daren’t kiss any lower, not yet. I didn’t trust myself not to bite him, and I wasn’t ready for this to end.
He smelt so good, I couldn’t resist nuzzling behind his ear, breathing my fill of a scent that was fast becoming my favourite smell. I closed my eyes, fighting the urge to grind into him, until I felt the barest of sighs against my shoulder.
His grip on me lessened a fraction, fingers no longer digging in, but stroking over my skin instead. The tension left his body, and I raised up enough to see his face.
His gaze met mine, the challenge in his eyes unmissable.
