I don't answer. I just whine and toss my head on the pillow.
He stops licking me altogether and crawls up until his face is mere inches from mine. I look up into his eyes wildly. My juices are glittering on his mouth and chin. “Who's mate are you?” His eyes are a golden fire, and I’m burning in them.
I bite my lip and look down, not wanting to admit it, but desperate for the pleasure that only he can give me. He grabs my chin and holds my eyes captive. His golden orbs blaze into me knowingly. “Say it, Mya,” he orders, looking every inch one-hundred percent alpha male, and I can't deny it any longer.
“Yours!” I scream. “I'm yours!” The words come tumbling out of me in a rush as tears spring to my eyes. Damn it. How does Raoul always make mefeelso much?
“That's a good kitten,” he praises me before he goes back between my legs. He has my body detonating with one perfectly placed lick. I scream as white-hot pleasure pulses throughout my entire body. It's more intense than the first orgasm he gave me. It’s so intense I can't breathe as I skyrocket onto another planet.
When I come back down to earth, he has gathered me in his arms. He’s stroking my hair and raining praises down upon me. I feel weak, like I just ran a 5K marathon.
I ignore the part of my brain that’s telling me I shouldn't cuddle into my captor like this. Instead, I curl myself around him and settle my head on his chest. I close my eyes and savor the feeling of his big arms around me as I fall asleep.
ChapterSix
Raoul
Mya is mine.She admitted it last night, and there’s no way I’m going to allow her to take it back. My cock hardens, demanding that I claim her here and now, but I straighten my collar instead, my eyes flicking in the mirror to take in Mya as she slips on a floor-length, sky-blue dress. The satin ripples over her gentle curves, and the low back dips down almost to the top of her ass. It’s clear she’s not wearing a bra underneath it with her entire back exposed like that, and I growl as I walk over to her and unpin her hair.
“Hey!” she protests as the curls go tumbling down her back in a shimmer of golden red. “I spent a long time on perfecting that updo!”
“I like it better like this,” I tell her. I catch her eyes in the mirror. She flushes when I level my heated gaze on her. I truly do prefer her hair down and wild about her shoulders like this. It doesn’t hurt that it covers some of her delectable skin from prying male eyes. Of course, no one in my streak would dare to look at my mate the wrong way, but I’m not taking any chances. No need to tempt them.
While still holding her eyes, I pull her hair back over her shoulder and lean down to press a kiss against the nape of her neck. I feel her tremble in my arms. She bites her lip as she leans back against me. I wrap an arm around her waist and pull her back flush to my chest, pressing my erection into her sweet ass so she can feel exactly what she does to me.
She hangs onto my arm that’s banded around her waist as I suck on the side of her neck, needing to visibly mark her since I can’t sheathe myself inside her and claim her right now.
She doesn’t understand the significance of tonight’s event. I merely told her we were having an event and that I wanted her to accompany me as my date. She doesn’t know that the event in question is to celebrateher.
My mate. My queen.
It’s no matter. She’ll find out soon enough, and hopefully she doesn’t make a scene.
My lips quirk up at the corners as I pull back from her and survey my handiwork. On second thought, maybe Iwanther to make a scene. It would be good for the streak to see what a fierce little hellcat my mate can be, and the thought of her eyes flashing angrily makes my cock stiffen even more.
I pull back from her with a groan and adjust myself. They’ll be time enough for that later because whether Mya realizes it or not, by admitting she’s my mate, she’s turned me into a ticking time bomb.
I will be claiming what’s rightfully mine tonight.
“You look beautiful, kitten.”
She flushes under my praise, and I smile. She will submit to me willingly tonight. Her body can’t deny this pull between us even if her head wants to.
Mya is mine. Plain and simple.
* * *
At least a hundred pairs of eyes are on us as we descend the long, spiral staircase. The feeling of Mya’s naked skin underneath my hand splayed across her back is warm and comforting. My chest puffs with pride at presenting my mate to my streak.
I look down at her lovingly. My beautiful little mate. She walks gracefully, floating down the staircase with her head held high, even if she does seem a bit shy with so many eyes on her.
She looks innocent and charming, but I know the fire that lays underneath the surface. She’ll make a fine queen, and I’ll be there to train her every step of the way.
Mya does well with the introductions. Though her eyes flash to me the first time I introduce her as my mate, she doesn’t make a sound of protest. I pull her closer against my side and tighten my hold on her waist as she smiles at all the males who come up to greet her.
I’m insanely jealous, but I can’t help it. I don’t like seeing her smiling at other men like this, but I know she’s just being polite. However, when my brother takes her hand and kisses the back of it, I can’t stop the growl that tears up out of my throat.
His humorous grin as he glances at me lets me know he did it just to goad. The insufferable prick. “That is the first and last time your lips ever touch any part of my mate,” I warn him.