“Oh, God! Yes! Fuck me, Marc!” she shouted as he slammed into her harder and faster. The headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust.
“It’s a good thing I don’t have neighbors.” She giggled as he slowed his pace to catch his breath.
“We would put on one hell of a show if you did.”
Marc stretched his muscles out over her, lifting her hands above her head. He twisted his hips with each glide of his cock in and out of her heat. She loved the way the rim of his head felt each time he pulled out and pushed through her tight entrance. The muscle that stretched to accommodate his width was getting one hell of a workout.
She wrapped her legs around his back and locked her ankles in place as she raced toward her next climax. “Marc, I'm so damn close. Please, please, push me over the edge before I go insane from needing to come,” she begged.
The way he moved and how each thrust felt had her soaring to new heights quicker than she would have ever thought possible. Sex with Marc was like nothing she had ever experienced in her entire life. Of that, she was entirely certain. Allie couldn't imagine it getting any better than here and now.
“That's it, baby. I want you to come all over my cock. I need to feel you squeezing so tight around me. I want to feel you milking my seed out of my cock with your pussy,” Marc groaned.
“Oh! Yes! That’s it! Just like that! Oh! Oh!” Allie couldn’t hold back any longer and wouldn’t have been able to, even if she had tried. With that one last twist of his hips, he sent her rushing headlong into a frenzy of pleasure.
Her entire body shook to the point that the bed vibrated under her like a quarter bed at a cheap motel. She tossed her head from side to side and scored his back with her nails. Thankfully, they were both shifters, and the blood she was sure she was drawing from the cuts would stop quickly with his shifter healing.
Her inner walls clamped down around his length, and she watched as he gritted his teeth, trying to hold back. “Come for me, please!” she begged.
“God, baby!” Marc pumped his hips once more, then jetted his hot seed deep inside her pussy.
“Mmm,” she purred as he collapsed on top of her. Running her fingers through his messy hair, she thought that this was absolute heaven on earth. She couldn't think of a single time in her entire life when she'd felt such a pure and simple peace with everything around her.
Even with all the chaos in her life, the betrayal of her parents, and one of her closest friends, at this moment, Allie knew that Marc belonged to her as much as she belonged to him. She didn't need her tiger to tell her, nor did she need the fates to intervene or to save her from what was to come. She knew in the depths of her heart that they belonged together.
“Penny for your thoughts, baby?” Marc scooted off to the side and pulled her into his arms.
“I'm just thinking about how perfect this feels,” she said, opting for honesty.
“That's a very good description,” he said with a smile. “The only small thing I wish was different was that you had your memories. I wish you could remember we were mates, and we were happy. I was too happy to have you in my life.”
“I want back what they took from me. I want those memories we made together. I need those memories so I can be whole again. So I can remember everything,” she said. Allie no longer doubted that her parents had taken away her memories of Marc. It really was the only explanation that made sense.
There was too much he knew about her for them not to have known each other before their meeting at her parents’ home. Not only that, but he also had the key to her house, and he knew where everything was. A stranger wouldn't know that. None of it.
If she added up all those things, plus the conversation she’d had with Gerri, she could easily piece together what had happened. Though she may have questioned the story when she first heard it from Marc and Gerri, she knew without a doubt that it was the absolute truth.
Neither of them had any reason to lie to her. Not only that, she could hear the truth in their words, the conviction with which they had spoken. And she had heard the falsehoods spewing from her dad's mouth. That was something that had rocked Allie to her core.
“Right now, we need to get some rest. It's been a long day. Tomorrow is another day, and we will figure out how to get your memories back. I promise, baby. If it's the last thing I do.” Marc turned off the lights and pulled the blankets up over them. He wrapped her in his arms and held her tight.
She let out a soft sigh before drifting off to sleep with more love in her heart than she had ever known.
TWENTY-TWO
MARC
Marcus combed his fingers through Allie’s hair as she slept peacefully, curled up in his arms. Her eyes slowly started to flutter open, and a smile spread across her face.
“Good morning, baby. I was wondering when I’d see those beautiful eyes of yours or if you were going to sleep the day away.” His heart felt full with his mate snuggling next to him. Even if she couldn't remember, she was his mate.
“What time is it?” she asked.
“A little after eight. It's still pretty early, but I've been awake for a while thinking about everything,” he said.
“So serious first thing in the morning. Let's get some coffee in us, and then we can talk about what's on your mind.”
“That sounds like one hell of a plan.”