“Not your mate.”
With none too gentle hands, he set me on my feet and pulled the shirt up over my head. NowallI had on were my boots. He took his time, inspecting every inch of my body. For what, I wasn’t sure, but I’d never felt more alive. More beautiful. Sexier.
“You are unharmed?”
“I’m fine.”
With a growl that brought goose bumps to my skin, he lifted me off the floor and turned me around to face the wall. Once there, he held me up with an arm around my waist as he freed his cock. Still holding me in place, he stepped between my legs. “I’m going to fuck you now, mate. Fuck you until you scream my name.”
Well then, I was never going to scream. I was so wet, so swollen and achy and aroused by making him hunt for me that I nearly broke that vow the first time he pumped his hard cock into me from behind.
“Oh god.”
“Your god cannot save you from me.”
Great news because I didn’t want to be saved. I needed to be taken. Craved. Desired. I wanted Cormac to put me first. My brittle heart dared hope he might actually fall in love with me.
My mate. Mine. For the first time since my mom died when I was a child, someone felt like they were mine.
I shifted my hips, opening myself up for him to go just a bit deeper.
We both groaned as he set a relentless pace with his enormous cock. He stretched me open and took what he wanted. Hard. Fast. An orgasm rolled through me, and I had to bite my upper arm to stop the scream from escaping my throat because I was afraid he would keep his word. Afraid he would stop if I screamed.
The bite hurt just enough. I gasped as the pain sent my nerves into overload and intensified my release. I was out of my head. Nothing existed but Cormac and his cock and the wall holding me in place so he could take more.
His cock swelled, and he bottomed out inside me and stopped moving. “Not yet, mate.” His fangs grazed the curve of my neck, my shoulder, and I shuddered in anticipation.
“Do it.”
“Do what?”
“Bite me.”
“Not yet. You will wait.” He stepped back, carrying me with him, his arm like a steel band around my waist.
I didn’t really care what he did, as long as he kept giving me orgasms.
He carried me down the corridor with my back to his chest, cock buried deep, my hands locked onto his forearm and my legs wrapped around his thighs. He still wore all of his clothing, all of it. I was naked except for my boots. I tried to imagine the picture we made and shivered at the vision in my mind. So erotic. Exotic. So not me. Not until him.
Cormac pulled free and laid me down on the large bed in the center of the room where I’d helped myself to a shirt.
I whimpered when his cock left my body. I sobbed when he rolled me onto my back and his lips locked onto my clit. He sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth. He wasn’t shy like the human men I’d been with. He devoured me like I was his favorite treat. Lips. Tongue. Two fingers moving in and out of my swollen core. My back arched off the bed. I was on the edge.
He stopped, and I looked down to find him staring at me, his fangs clearly visible, a drop of liquid coating his lower lip.
The sight had me licking mine. I wanted that drop. I wanted him to bite medown there.
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.” The word became a chant as he lowered his mouth to my pussy once more, filled me with his tongue, moved higher. His tongue worked my clit as his fangs settled in the soft mound of flesh just above. I lifted my hips off the bed, trying to force him to hurry the hell up.
Fangs sank deep. My clit exploded as the essence of my mate flooded medown there. My pussy spasmed stronger than a pulsing heart, each beat making me thrash on the bed as he pushed his fingers deep.
I screamed. His name? I had no idea. I was blissed out, basically having an out-of-body experience.
The bite went on and on, the heat of his claim spreading to every part of me from fingertips to toes. I felt drunk on pleasure. Stoned. Except this was better than any drug I’d ever tried. Way better than alcohol.
“Cormac.” I reached for him, wanting to pull him toward me, but there was nothing to grab onto except…him.
Luckily, I didn’t have to say more. He withdrew his fangs and kissed the spot before standing over me like a sex god. He undressed quickly before crawling up the bed toward me.