by Christy,Dena
“It’s a mating ritual. We make love, and you must willingly take me inside your body, place your hand on the mark and keep it there until the mating is finished. I’ve heard that once a couple goes through the ritual, they have a deeper connection with each other.”
He was talking like the decision was all up to her, and while she liked that he wanted it to be her choice, he was also part of this equation and should have a voice in the matter.
“Is this what you want? Do you want to do the mating ritual with me?” she asked, and he cupped the sides of her face, swooped his head down and kissed her.
“I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I want to have a child with you. I want to take you to my home, and I want to be yours and only yours.”
It was all she needed to hear. She wanted all those things too.
“Let’s do it,” she said as she stepped into his arms. He put his hands on her waist and lifted her up so that their faces were level with each other. She looked into the dark blue of his eyes and knew that this was right. She put her arms around his neck and kiss him with everything she felt inside.
He lowered her to the floor again and pulled away. He slowly stripped the clothes from her body, his hands and mouth on every inch of exposed flesh. He took his time, and by the time she was naked he’d aroused her to where she needed him more than she ever had before.
“Synn,” she whispered as he picked her up and lay her gently upon the bed. He stripped off the rest of his clothes, and she could see he was just as aroused as her.
“For this to work, I will need to be my true self,” he said, and she opened her arms to welcome him. The facade of humanity fell away as he joined her. The mark upon his skin was still there, and she reached up to caress it with her fingers. His breath hiss in and his features tightened.
“Does it hurt when I touch it?” she asked as she pulled her hand away. He grasped her wrist and put her hand back on his chest.
“No, it arouses me,” he said, and he eased her legs apart, and stroked her where she was wet and ready for him. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold myself back, but if you aren’t ready for this, I will wait.”
“I’m ready now,” she said, breathless as he stroked his fingers on her clit. She felt empty without him inside her, and her body cried out to join with him.
“Then take me in your hand and put me inside you,” he said as he rolled over onto his back, and pulled her on top of him. She straddled him, taking him into her hand and putting the head of his cock at her entrance. She slowly enveloped him in the moist folds of her body and closed her eyes. He felt so good, so right inside her. “Now place your hand on the mark and keep it there.”
She fitted her hand on the mark that proclaimed him hers and rocked her hips. He put his hands on her hips and guided her in the movements that he liked.
The mark beneath her hand grew warm, and a tingling feeling raced up her arm. The more they moved against each other, the more intense the pleasure between them. She cried out as the intensity of what she was feeling almost overwhelmed her. He placed his hand over hers where it rested on the mark, and he rolled them over so she was on her back, and he was still buried deep inside her.
His thrusts picked up speed and intensity, and pleasure flooded every nerve cell in her body. It almost became too much, and the burning in the mark under her hand intensified. He gave one final thrust, and his release triggered hers. Wave after wave of orgasm flooded her, and it was like nothing she’d ever felt before. His pleasure became her pleasure, and it was like she could feel what he felt, and it intensified her release.
She clung to him until the storm of ecstasy racing through her calmed, her breathing slowed and her pulse returned to normal. His body lay heavily upon her, and he was still buried fully inside her, her hand still resting on the mark.
He eased up and kissed her gently upon the mouth.
“Is it done?” she asked.
“It is done,” he said as he eased out of her body and lay beside her, gathering her close. A frown drew her brows together as she felt something she hadn’t felt before. A feeling of love, warm and comforting, flooded her mind, but it didn’t feel like it came from her. It was like it came from somewhere outside herself, and she looked up at him.
“I feel a little strange,” she said. “I feel love, but it’s different than what I felt before. Is that because we are bonded now?”
“Yes. We now share a connection that goes deeper than our physical bodies. That feeling you have inside that is my love for you that you are feeling. And it is a two way connection, I feel what you are feeling too.”
A smile curled the edges of her mouth, and she tested the depth of the connection. Even though they’d just finished making love, she wanted him again and didn’t think she’d ever grow tired of what they had together. She closed her eyes and let the desire for him she was feeling mingle with the love she felt for him.
“Can you tell what I’m feeling,” she said as she looked up at him. His dark velvety eyes flared to life.
“Yes,” he said as he put her leg up over his hip as they lay on the bed, belly to belly. He slowly eased inside her again. “I love you Miranda, and nothing will ever change that.”
“I love you too,” she said, and she knew that he could feel the truth in that. She may have rescued him, but he had saved her from the prison her life had become, and she would never regret the decision to join with him. No matter what their future held, she took comfort from the fact that they would face it. Together.
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