by M. L. Briers
“I…” He stopped, considered his words, shook his head from one side to the other…
“Can’t form a sentence?” She offered with glee.
“Want you.” There was a deep growl that rumbled through his chest then. She tipped her head to one side and narrowed her eyes on him.
“Are you sure, because you seem a little confused.” She teased again. He nodded.
“Damn right, woman.” He growled, finally getting a handle on the moment, on his thoughts. Switching from full steam ahead after trying to nullify every instinct within him for her benefit had really shifted his gears. “I thought I’d have to go slow and win you, gradually…”
“Well, we can do that if you-”
He brought his lips down on hers and silenced her with the kiss that wouldn’t be denied. She opened to him, devouring him with the same intensity that he was showing her, and his beast roared once more as his body fired into action…
That tension that gripped him, the ache in every muscle, every joint where he’d held himself back seeped away to be replaced with a new tension, a need to do this right.
He broke away from her lips and burned hot kisses down her neck, over her collarbone, dipping his head to tease just one nipple before he devoured it – and then moved onto the other.
Sophia’s hands were in his hair, fisting it as she tried to move her hips to take him inside of her channel. His head snapped up and his eyes filled with fire as he slowly shook his head from side to side…
“I want you…” She gasped when his thumb found her clit and he moved over it.
“Not yet, not until I’ve tasted you.” Then he was down on one knee. His hands were tossing her legs over his shoulders and she could feel his lips against her inner thigh, climbing higher, higher, and she held her breath at the feel of his tongue running up…
“Justice…” She needed him now. Her body was tense, tight from desire. His breath fanned over the wet flesh of her sex and then, with one long, flat swipe of his tongue from back to front – he found her clit and devoured it.
Sophia pressed the back of her head against the wall and she had a need to close her eyes and savour every heart stopping moment, and yet she couldn’t take her eyes from his as he looked up at her while he took her body higher, faster, towards that climax that she needed before her damn head exploded.
He pressed two thick fingers inside of her channel and felt the involuntary clench of her muscles around them. He knew that she needed him inside of her, and normally, if she’d been any other woman, he wouldn’t have denied her that pleasure or his. But she was him mate, and he needed to taste her feminine essence upon his tongue…
That didn’t mean he needed to dawdle. The mating pull had been working between them every moment that they had been together. She’d slept against him, and now that pull was in high gear and he didn’t want to pull the brake.
Sophia’s head rolled from side to side, and her lids tried to close him out as she drew towards the precipice, but couldn’t. Those black eyes of his, so much the predator as he watched her, had her mesmerised.
She gasped in a breath, cursed it out, then gasped in another that she couldn’t force out as her world stalled, froze in anticipation of what came next, and then as he took her over the edge – she let out that breath on a small cry of pure pleasure. She tried and failed to keep her eyes open as she revelled in the long, intense moments that followed as he drank her in.
Then her eyes came open the moment that he pushed up to his feet. Her legs fell downwards and she wrapped them back around him, pulling him close, needing him closer.
“Now…” She rocked her hips forward as his large hands grabbed her hips.
“Not here…” He growled out, but her hands slapped down onto his shoulders.
“Here, now, please… just get inside me.” She’d never begged for anything in her life, but she begged for this. She needed him, and his heady, hungry growl said he needed her too.
Justice moved his hips and brought the tip of his cock against her opening. She bit down on her lower lip as she felt the pressure, and with one long thrust, he was inside of her, and she cried out at the burning pain that shot through her.
“Fuck, Sophia, you should have told me.” Justice growled out.
Sophia shook her head as he held in place, worried to move in case he hurt her even more. She shook her head as she gasped in a steadying breath.
“No. It would have felt the same.” She breathed against the sound of his gentle growls.
“But if I’d know you had never had a man. I would have taken more time, and not done it in a fucking bathroom.” He growled out, but the sound of her gentle laughter eased his tension.
“Done now… Justice, move…” she begged.
Her body was settling. The pain that she’d felt had gone, and the feel of him spreading her inner walls and stretching her around his thick cock, was clawing at her to feel more. He slowly moved his hips back before slowly pushing the rest of him inside of her to the hilt.
Sophia cursed at the feel of him filling her so tightly. Her forehead found his and her eyes closed as she revelled in the feel of him, of them together.
“Damn it, I can’t be gentle… I can’t… it’s been too long, the mating pull is too strong…” If he’d known then he could have stilled his beast. He could have taken her the first time with something other than his cock and brought her the pleasure with a little pain, let her heal, but now, if he claimed her now…
“Justice…” She placed her hands on either side of his face and brought her lips to his. Soothing his worries with her kisses. “I’m yours. This is fate’s design. I was made for you…” Her words held the promise that he needed to hear. “Fucking move your hips before I kill you myself.”
His head came back and he took her in. Her eyes were dancing with mischief and fire, but they burned brightly with desire for him too.
With a hard, deep growl, he lifted her against him and stalked into the bedroom. Taking her down beneath him to the mattress, still buried deep within her, and he caged her beneath his body.
“You’re gonna be damned sore tomorrow,” he growled with a little regret.
“I’d be damned sore if I was the village whore too…” She chuckled and her inner muscles clamped and released around his cock, and he growled at the feel of it.
“Damn it woman, you are going to be the death of me.” He pulled back his hips and took her to the very tip of her cock and she shook her head, thinking that he was going to pull out of her – then he pushed back to the hilt in one slow, long, push and had her practically purring as she gasped and caught her breath.
“Not for a very long time yet though…” she promised him with the sexiest damn smile that he’d ever seen.
“Damn, but you’re beautiful.” He pulled his hips back and slowly took her again, over and over, kissing her until she was flying high once more, and her body was moving with his. Instinctively she was keeping his rhythm as he took her closer and closer to that edge, faster and faster, until she was begging for another release…
“I need to mark you,” he whispered against her shoulder.
“Bite,” she said. “We might as well get the pain out of the way all in one night.”
“Sophia…” He warned and heard her gasp as he took her harder, faster…
“Bite, bond. I want to know you.” She demanded and his beast roared, pushing forward so hard that Justice couldn’t have hoped to keep the wild side back a moment longer.
His fangs elongated and he reached for her wrists, locking her down against the bed beneath him, pinning her there with his weight for when he bit down. He couldn’t risk her moving, pulling away, and tearing her flesh.
His hips moved faster, the friction of her tight walls bringing her closer and closer to the edge…
He felt her whole body tense, heard his name on her lips a heartbeat before she tried to buck beneath him, and then he felt that hard clamp and release of
her muscles around his cock as he thrust her over the edge. He bite down hard and fast into her flesh, marking her as his, claiming her, and causing her to cry out once more against the frantic beating of his heart.
His beast roared out inside of him as her soul and his met, entwined. She was lost in the moment. Pain and pleasure coursing through her once more as he released his fangs and used his tongue to seal the wound.
Justice tried to hold back that part of him that wanted to devour her with his cock, but it was no use. Every instinct within him rose up to finish the bond between them, and his mind clouded with one need and one only, to put his seed deep within her belly.
He pushed up onto his elbows and moved faster, claimed her with his length as he thrust inside of her. He could hear her moans of pleasure, and her gasps as his cock hit home.
His need clawed within him.
Justice felt her hands against his back, the hard press of her fingers curling into the flesh, and then the sting of her fingernails as she clawed down the skin. His head went back on his neck and he pounded into her, harder, faster, feeling that tension take her body once more as she climbed back to the precipice and begged to be thrown into the abyss.
Every muscle within his body locked up tight, strained under the skin. The sound of her cry as she flew once more, harder this time, more intense than she’d felt before, bayed him on, but it was the feel of her inner muscles, suckling around his cock, that practically tore the seed from his balls…
With a howl that shook the windows, Justice’s whole body locked up tightly as he buried his length as deeply as he could and gave her his seed. Over and over again, he pulled back and hit home, until he had nothing left.
That release didn’t stop the clawing within his body for more. He was insatiable, his cock was still hard like steel inside of her, and he couldn’t stop his hips from meeting hers, over and over again.
The heady sound of wet flesh slapping together as he kept that orgasm rolling through her and brought that know familiar tightening once more deep within her womb.
‘Justice… I can’t…’ The sound of his mate’s words inside of his mind as she reached out to him almost stopped him within his tracks, but his body was too far gone, his need still too great.
‘Sophia, I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you…’
‘It doesn’t hurt… I just… it’s too much…’
Her words caused the worry and tension to leave him. She wasn’t in pain, but the pleasure… the pleasure was overwhelming her.
‘I have you, sweetheart, just let go, don’t fight it…’ He growled. He shifted his weight and brought his body further up the bed so that his shaft would rub against her clit, bring her the orgasm faster…
‘Justice…’ she bit down on the pending orgasm, tried to fight it, but to no avail.
It hit her hard, taking her breath away, taking her deep within her mind where she found him – shared her pleasure with him, and his own orgasm ripped him apart, so intense with knowing hers as well, that he roared like a wild thing as they locked together and rode the waves until neither could have anything left.
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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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“Talk to me,” Justice had her wrapped within the warm safety of his arms. She could feel his body touching hers everywhere that he could possibly be all at one time.
‘Hush up, I’m still sleeping,’ she lied. Using her mind to speak with him and saving herself the energy of having to open her mouth. It was a rare event in mating a human female that a mental link was formed between them, and yet there they were, two minds as one.
“Open your eyes and speak to me,” He chuckled. The deep tones encouraging her to take him in, see how proud of himself he was for their first night of total debauchery.
‘Go slay a rabbit,’ Sophia didn’t want to move, didn’t even want the effort of breathing as she lay splayed half around him and half face down on the bed.
“Why would I go hunt prey when I have a perfectly good mate in my bed, already caught, already mine?” He teased back, running one fingertip down her spine and getting a growl back from her when her body had to move against the feel of it.
‘Stop or I will hurt you,’ Sophia growled back.
“For a Fae, you have a pretty good growl going on there.”
‘Raised by wolves,’ she snorted. He ran his fingertip down her spine again and she wiggled from side to side.
She zapped him and he bit down on a yelp.
“Ouch.” He growled out and she sniggered.
‘I warned you,’ she chuckled and he grunted.
“I didn’t think you meant it,” Justice frowned, but he had the urge to do it again, just so she’d wiggle some more.
She zapped him again.
‘You like pain?’
“Not really, but the sight of your backside under the sheet is a feast for the eyes.” He chuckled again.
‘Speaking of pain…’ She groaned. ‘A tad of ring sting going on there.’
“You did say to get the pain out of the way in one night, and you weren’t complaining at the time.” He chuckled again and she snorted.
‘True – now go away or I’ll find a broomstick and get my revenge,’ she chuckled at the thought.
“Revenge would imply you didn’t like it. Now open your eyes and speak to me…” He ran his hand down under the sheet and his finger down between the cheeks of her backside. She drew a breath when he gently pressed against her backside. Her eyes shot open and she frowned at him…
“Not yet you don’t.” she warned and he grinned at her. A big, sexy smile that warmed her heart and eased the tension within her body.
“That got your eyes open,” he wiggled his dark eyebrows and she snorted.
“I’m sure that broomstick will get your eyes wide.” She pushed up onto her elbow and looked him right in the eye.
His hand travelled up and over her hip and he wrapped an arm around her waist and dragged her fully on top of him…
She could feel the hard press of his erection against her thigh. Her eyes narrowed, but her body fired to life.
“I know your game,” she cocked her head to one side and watched that smile turn hungry.
“No games, love. Just need, desire, and us.” Then he cupped her face in his hands and stretched his head on his neck to kiss her gently. “But if you’re sore-”
“Not so much sore, as it feels like you’re still inside of me.” She smiled.
“Then we should wait,” Justice frowned.
She wiggled her hips and moved against him. The growl that rolled through his chest was divine against the palms of her hands.
“But you said today would be my turn,” she frowned back at him.
“Later,” he promised.
“Now,” she raised her eyebrows high and pouted just a little. He chuckled.
“First we eat,” he told her and she wiggled a little more, trying to get his cock where she wanted it.
“First this, then shower, then I eat, because that’s my turn too.” She gave him a damned sexy grin and his growl grew hungrier. “Then we eat… food. Then we…” he stole her words with a kiss against her lips.
“You’re very demanding,” he chuckled, and she moved once more, finding the silken tip of his cock and edging down on it, taking him inside.
Her lips opened and her eyes closed as she savoured the feel and the control of taking him inside of her.
“I’m… yes,” she moaned as her inner walls stretched around his length.
“Yes, you’re demanding?” he growled.
“Yes, that’s what I want…”
She pushed down to the hilt and moaned harder. He was so damn deep that she couldn’t help but wiggle some more…
“I like demanding,” Justice growled.
“Me too,” she pulled up and instinctively clamped her muscles around him – the sound of his growl changed again, and she noted it.
“I can’t say that I won’t thr
ow you over onto your back and have my wicked way with you,” Justice felt that urge already.
“I can’t say that I won’t zap you six ways from Sunday if you try.” She was moving now, taking control, finding an easy rhythm, and eager, so very eager.
His hands found her hips and he helped her keep that rhythm, and she noted how much easier it was for her now.
‘That’s it baby,’ he encouraged her and she responded by picking up the pace.
‘Justice…’ She didn’t know how long she could keep going. Her body wanted to give over control, wanted that feeling of the release shooting through her, but she didn’t want to give in…
‘I’ve got you, trust me, let go…’
‘I trust you – I just need… I need…’
She felt his hands grip her tighter, felt his hips come up to meet her as he moved, helping her to get there. Her fingernails clawed his chest and Justice growled, long and hard, and then he felt her orgasm take flight, felt her inner muscles suckling him, and his body joined hers.
‘That’s off my to-do list for today,’ she said into his mind and felt his chest rise and fall beneath her face as his chuckle rolled through him.
‘I’m not sure how I feel about being on a to-do list.’
‘You’ll live.’
‘Let’s hope long enough for you to get everything done.’
‘Justice.’ She suddenly stiffened a little against him, and he snapped to life.
“Are you hurt?” He growled, reaching for her face and cupping it with his hands, bringing her face up from his chest. “Open your eyes and-”
“Can we not do that whole thing again? I’m fine. You can’t keep asking me that. I’m not broken… much.” She frowned back at him, but wanted to laugh when his head twisted to one side. “I just need to tell you something.”
“You can tell me anything.” He gave a small shrug of those broad shoulders and she winced. “You are hurt!” He growled and she had to roll her eyes. She slapped her palms down on his chest and pushed upwards.