“Please,” I say. “I want to feel you everywhere…”
“Soon,” he whispers. “Soon.”
“Why notnow?”
Elijah doesn’t respond; he takes me in his arms and pulls out, leaving me empty. I whine in protest… but he turns me to face him, laying me back in the grass.
And there’s so much tenderness in his silver eyes that I forget about everything else.
He rubs his cock over my swollen folds, covering his shaft in slick. I’m so wet, so open for him, that he slides right in up to the hilt… and then further, he buries his knot in my pussy. We lock into place like puzzle pieces, and Elijah stares down at me as he rolls his hips.
This…thisis what I’ve been waiting for.
The deep, hard thrusts from my mate, my everything. His gaze on mine, unblinking. His sharp teeth lower to my neck, and I bare my throat to him in submission.
“Bite me,” I plead. “Mark me.”
“Not yet,” he growls.
His pace becomes punishing, fast and hard. It finally eases that aching need in my belly, the liquid heat at the pit of my stomach. I mutter nonsense words into his blond hair, tangle my fingers in the strands, and I ask him topleasemake me his.
He doesn’t bite me.
But I come anyway.
Over and over andoveragain.
I pulse around his cock, around his knot. Elijah nips at my throat, but doesn’t latch on, his sharp teeth stinging and providing a beautiful pain with the pleasure. His hips rock and roll as he comes, his whole body shuddering, spilling into me as I take every glorious drop.
And I ride out the pleasure as I stare up at the full moon, letting out a howl that’s more wolf than woman.
He melts against me. We fold together and he stays locked inside me, his breath puffing warmth against my neck.
And that’s how we spend the night, there in that field, his knot so swollen we can’t break apart.
Chapter 5
We fuck and fuck andfuck.
Our bodies intertwine, unable to break apart. His cock nestles inside me, soft grass at my back, his tongue and his lips and his hands finding the pieces of me that feel best.
We stay like that until morning.
I wake to the touch of soft pink light on my cheeks, the warm heat of the sun. Birds sing overhead, the sweet song of starlings in my ears. My eyes blink open to find Elijah still sleeping, and I stretch against him then press a kiss to his cheek.
We should head home. We’re in for another night of heat.
I’d ratherthisnight be in bed.
His eyelashes flutter, and Elijah rolls onto his side to face me. His silver gaze meets mine. We must have unlocked in the night, but I’m still a mess. My dress is in tatters, beyond mending. Guess I should have considered that before I ran off in it.
Next time, I’ll make the sprint naked.
“Mornin’, Sunshine,” he murmurs.
I crack a smile, heart pounding in my chest.
He does this to me.