They stared into each other’s eyes, and the connection she felt was so profound she had tears fill her eyes. Instead of freaking out, Blake licked them from her cheeks. “I feel it, too. It’s like our souls are touching.”
She hadn’t thought of that, and now that he said it, it did feel like their entire beings were meshing into one entity. He finally started to pick up his pace. She was relieved because she knew she’d get the release she needed, but the tightness in her abdomen was excruciating as it built.
“Hang onto me, mate,” Blake said.
She tightened her legs and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He was pounding into her so hard that she would have moved up the mattress if they hadn’t held onto each other.
“Come for me, mate,” he yelled.
She felt the orgasm rush over her, and then a burst of light filled her eyesight. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, and she started to see black dots in her vision, telling her she was very close to passing out. The thought didn’t terrify her like it should have because she knew Blake would take care of her and keep her safe.
Her scream mixed with his deep groan to fill every crevice in the room. He pressed some of his weight down onto her as his breathing slowed. God, she would never be able to express her feelings, and she didn’t think there were words profound enough to describe them.
He tipped them to the side, and she cuddled up against his chest.
“How are you doing, mate?”
She hummed. “I can’t feel my fingers and toes, but I can handle that.”
He laughed.
“Rest for a bit, and then I’ll feed you.”
“M’kay.” She was already giving in to her need for rest and couldn’t hold it off a moment longer.
After a short nap, he slipped her into one of his shirts and sat her on the sofa in front of the fire. Simone stared at the flames as if hypnotized until he sat beside her and handed her a bowl and spoon.
“This smells delicious,” she said.
“Try to eat as much as you can. You need the protein.”
She nodded. They ate in silence for a few minutes. After she’d finished, he’d taken the bowls away.
“I can help,” she said.
“Not right now, mate. Your body’s going through a lot, so I need you to rest.”
She rested her head against the back of the sofa and closed her eyes. The mating heat was already starting to build again, and it seemed even stronger this time.
“Blake,” she murmured. He was there instantly and picked her up, and took her back into the bedroom.
He nuzzled her as he stripped off the shirt he had put on her.
This time was faster than the last, but it was still mind-blowing. After her orgasm, her body slowed as she felt drowsy. She was vaguely aware of Blake taking care of her but was too tired to do anything but sleep.
Blake took her a few more times that night. He was always so sweet, cleaned her, made her rest, and ensured she ate before going at her again.
She couldn’t have asked for a better man or mate.
Chapter Four
The next morning, Simone woke up surrounded by a huge male body. She remembered the night before and would never be able to put into words the way she felt.
Her conscience told her she’d rushed into having sex with a man she didn’t know, but her soul, body, and heart screamed that he was her future and she needed to bond with him.
She ran her fingers over his chest. She could make out every muscle on his immense body. His hands were clearly three times the size hers were, and he had close to fourteen inches on her, so she only came up to his chest. She expected to see a lot of body hair because of his face and head, but he only had a patch of hair in the middle of his chest, some under his arms, groin, and legs.