by CR Guiliano
It would take a few hours for Kelle’s knot to recede, so he wiggled until he was more comfortable with Tobih’s weight on top of him. He wrapped his arms around Tobih, holding him close. His feelings for the little vampire had grown so much in the last few weeks, and he knew he loved his mate. He just wasn’t sure he wanted to admit it out loud to Tobih.
“I love you too.”
Shit! Kelle’s face heated, knowing Tobih had caught his thoughts. He wasn’t good at hiding anything from Tobih, and was actually thankful for that. He wanted no secrets between them. He felt Tobih withdraw his fangs, licking the area, and making it tingle. It had, indeed, scarred as Kelle had hoped it would, and anyone who saw him would know he was mated. That, and Tobih’s scent all over him most of the time. Not that he didn’t scent mark Tobih on a regular basis too. His wolf would settle for nothing less.
Tobih leaned up so he could see into Kelle’s face, and the love Tobih had confessed shown in his amber eyes. Kelle rose, and captured Tobih’s lips, kissing his mate gently, before diving in, and deepening it. He tasted his own blood on Tobih’s tongue, and once again swelled with pride, knowing he was providing for his mate, and their offspring.
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Tobih reveled in the kiss Kelle was giving him. Nothing felt quite like Kelle’s lips on his own. Except maybe the knot that tied them intimately together. He squeezed his channel, making Kelle moan into his mouth. He loved doing that. Loved everything about Kelle.
He’d been so suspicious at first, waiting for the other shoe to drop, and Kelle to start ordering him around, especially once they figured out he was pregnant. But, though he was possessive, and highly protective, Kelle never expected Tobih to do anything he didn’t want to do. Never pushed him to follow rules, never commanded him, never restricted his activities, or got angry when Tobih did something he didn’t like.
Because of Kelle’s response to him, Tobih had found himself never trying to push Kelle’s buttons. He didn’t risk himself, and always kept Kelle’s feelings in mind when he went anywhere, or did anything. He’d been shocked to discover how much he was accommodating his mate, when he’d sworn to be independent, and never under another’s thumb. Only, he wasn’t under Kelle’s thumb. They were mates, equals in everything. Possessive, and protective of each other like it should be. Sometimes, he was curious how they would react if there was a real threat against them, especially with Kelle being so much bigger, and stronger than Tobih. But, somehow, he knew Kelle wouldn’t try to hide him in corner, or wrap him in bubble wrap, and keep him from living, or fighting for them.
They pulled away from the kiss, Kelle giving little pecks now, as they settled again. Tobih curled up on Kelle’s chest, his mate’s knot still throbbing within him. That was another thing. Their sex life was phenomenal. Kelle had a way of bringing Tobih to such heights of pleasure, he was rendered helpless with ecstasy. No one had ever made him feel the way Kelle did. It wasn’t just the sex either, but everything that came with it, the intimacy, the caring, the love, and the pleasure. Thanks to their bond, Kelle knew exactly what Tobih wanted, what he needed, and fulfilled those needs expertly. Maybe that was it. He knew he, and the progeny he carried meant everything to Kelle. Just as Kelle meant everything to Tobih. Something he never thought would happen to him.
“You’re thinking very hard there, my mate. Anything you want to share?”
Tobih snuggled closer to Kelle. “No, just happy.” Kelle’s chest rumbled as he chuckled.
“Me too, my love. Me too. I am so glad I came to my senses, and claimed you.”
Tobih sighed in contentment. He was glad too.
The End