I lick up more of her juices, then crawl up her body, line up my cock with her opening, and lick the base of her neck.
“I need to mark you now, mate,” I whisper.
She nods, turning her head to give me more room.
I lick the base of her neck again, my teeth elongating as my bear pushes forward slightly. My teeth sink into her skin as I thrust forward, claiming my mate completely.
“Knox!” Daisy cries out as she comes around my cock.
“Mate,” I groan as I come with her.
Daisy jerks as I lick the wound, sealing my bite. My bear is finally calm and quiet inside my head.
I smile as I look down at my girl. “Mine.”
“Yours,” she pants.
Her fingers dig into my biceps as I pull out slowly, then sink back in. We both moan as I bottom out inside her. I start with an easy rhythm as we learn how to move together, but it’s not long before I’m rutting into her like a beast. Daisy’s hips rise to meet each thrust, her feet hooking around my waist as I pound into her hard and fast. I can already feel another orgasm building. Even when I come again, it won’t be enough. I’ll still be rock hard, needing my mate all night long.
“Knox…I-I’m close,” Daisy cries out.
I grit my teeth, fucking her until she splinters apart underneath me.
“Daisy!” I shout as I follow her over the edge, coming deep inside her.
Her heels slip from around my waist, and she takes a shaky breath as she melts into the mattress. I smile, gathering her into my arms and rolling us to the side. My cock is still hard, still buried inside her.
She blinks in surprise as I gently move in and out of her tight sheath. “Again?”
“All night. Forever,” I vow.
She smiles and wraps her arms around me as I fulfill my promise.
TEN
Daisy
Knox is wrapped around me when I wake up the next morning.
I smile. I’m not surprised we slept like this. The man can’t seem to handle being more than an arm’s length away from me, even in sleep.
He’s still sound asleep, so I use the time to admire him. I trail my fingers up his arms, absorbing the feel of his firm muscles. I run the pads of my fingers over his chest, careful as I trace the old wounds.
Knox told me about the bullet marks on his chest last night between our rounds of lovemaking. Even over a year later, they still look tender and painful, but he promised he didn’t even notice them.
I lean forward, kissing each of them in turn. When I pull back, I see Knox smiling down at me.
“Good morning, mate,” he says, threading his fingers through my hair as he leans down to kiss me.
“Morning,” I mumble against his lips.
I want to ask him what happened with Joe, but as soon as he hardens against my stomach, I lose myself in him again.
Just like last night, all thoughts of anything but being with Knox fly out of my head.
I push on his shoulder, rolling him onto his back and straddling him.
“I’m surprised you’re still hard after last night,” I say as he grips my hips.