Page 18 of Her Curves, His Fate

Nora tore her mouth from his. She rocked hard against his hand. “Rafe, please!” Her eyes were glazed with desire, cheeks flushed, and hair spread across the pillow of river of dark beauty. “I need you.”

“Not yet, little one.” He gave her a cocky smile and eased down her body.

Nora’s senses went into overdrive as she felt the dampness of Rafe’s kisses as he made his way down her body. Normally, this part of sex made her feel less than. She was a curvy woman, and she knew that body type didn’t appeal to most men. Rafe’s actions were telling her a different story as his hard hands gripped her thighs and spread them wide, revealing her pussy—a pussy she knew was drenched with her juices—to his hungry eyes.

The low, throated growl reiterated that he was indeed hungry for her. As did the rough slash of his tongue along her slit.

“Rafe!” She knew she would scream his name more than once as the night progressed.

He didn’t answer—he was too busy licking her cunt.

She shivered and groaned and withed as he pleasured her. From her dark star to her clit. Over and over, harder and harder. He stopped those delicious strokes, only to thrust his tongue inside her or to take her clit in his mouth to suck and bite.

She felt her climax build. “I’m. I’m.” She couldn’t form a coherent sentence.

Rafe didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself between her thighs, the broad head of his cock stretching her entrance. “You are mine now, Nora,” he growled and pushed inside with one smooth stroke, burying himself to the hilt. He groaned and his control slipped a notch as Nora’s silken heat enveloped him. It was immediately clear to both of them that this wasn’t just sex—it was a bonding of souls.

A mating.

They moved together instinctively, their bodies finding a rhythm as old as time. Rafe plunged into Nora’s welcoming depths again and again, hard and fast, driven by a need more powerful than anything he’d ever known. She lifted her hips to meet each thrust, her nails scoring his back. Sparks of magic twinged wherever their bodies touch.

But the need to make her his overcame everything, even finding release within the warm depths of her body.

“Turn over,” he commanded huskily, his voice thick with need. His wolf howled in triumph, realizing they were going to finally claim their fated mate.

“Like this?” Nora asked, flipping onto her stomach. Her hands clutched the soft sheets beneath her, anticipation pooling in her core.

“Perfect.” Rafe positioned himself behind her, his cock pressed against her wet entrance. “Are you going to be a good girl, little witch?” he whispered against her ear. “Are you going to take every inch of my thick cock? Or do I need to use the restraints?”

“Rafe.” This time his name was a whisper as the thought of being completely at his mercy washed over her.

“Oh, you like that thought, don’t you? But now, you’re going to let me fuck you raw. Bite you. Mate you. Of. Your. Own. Free. Will.”

He growled the last words, his fingers clenching the soft curves of her ass cheeks, pulling them apart to expose her glistening pussy.

“Yes, yes, Rafe. Fuck me. Fuck me now,” Nora moaned, eager to be claimed by her mate. To be mated to her mate.

The grip on her hips hardened into pain and Rafe thrust into her from behind, filling her completely. Nora cried out at the sudden fullness, the pleasure of his taking bordering on pain. He was so big that her body struggled to accept this size. But she did. And he did exactly as he promised. He fucked her. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed throughout the room. pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside her.

“Mine...forever,” Rafe growled, his teeth grazing her shoulder as he took her relentlessly.

“Yours...always,” Nora gasped, her nails digging into the sheets as she surrendered herself to him. As she neared their peak, Nora felt an unexpected surge of energy within her. Her long-suppressed magic finally broke free, intertwining with the bond between her and Rafe. The air crackled around them, charged with passion and power.

“Rafe,” Nora panted, “I... I think my magic—”

“I feel it too, Nora,” Rafe groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Our connection... it’s fueling your powers.”

Suddenly, the room erupted in a brilliant display of light and color, as if the very essence of their love had become tangible. The light swirled around them, sparking across their skin and leaving a tingling sensation in its wake.

“Rafe!” she screamed, shattering around him.

His rhythm faltered as Nora’s inner walls clamped down on him. He thrust once more and followed her over the edge, spilling into her with a roar. With a savage growl, he lowered his head, finding the delicious spot between her neck and shoulder. His fangs dropped and he plunged them deep within her neck, just as he did his cock within her cunt. As he drew her blood into his mouth, he poured his seed into her body.

His wolf overtook him as he pushed deeper into her, spreading her thighs wider so she could take him. He didn’t know how long he stayed here, locked to her by fang and cock. Finally, his senses returned and he forced his fangs to withdraw. The bite was raw and red and he cleaned it with his tongue.

He groaned as he pulled his cock from her body. Her pussy was raw and red as well, having been battered by his brutal taking. He winced. He had been rough. Too rough. He rolled them to their side, his arms wrapping around her.

He smoothed her hair from her face, cupping her chin in his fingers, forcing her to look at him. “Did I hurt you?” He would never forgive himself if he had.