Hunted Intensity
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He’d wanted to complete the mating then. The bite that had triggered her change had started it, but that wound would fade. He wanted to give her the mating bite, so that he could see the physical sign that she was his mate. He hadn’t done it while they were on the trail because he wanted privacy for her and to give her the words and a moment to remember.
He was glad that they didn’t have to go through the pomp and ceremony that Ardin would. He could say the words to her in private or in front of witnesses, either way they would be considered bonded. The only reason he hadn’t was that he’d wanted her to want to be with him and to see that she belonged with him. From the way she was behaving, he thought she’d seen it, finally.
“Secretive?” She laughed a little and her eyes swept down his body. “Well, I don’t have a secret. I’ve just been thinking.”
He couldn’t resist any longer. He scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. She looked so tempting and full of spice. He put her down on the bed, but didn’t follow her. He began working on the buttons of her red shirt. One button stuck in the hole and popped off as he tugged and pushed at it.
Her fingers began working on his shirt, but he had hers off and had pulled off her black skirt in a few moments. He stepped back and licked his lips. She was absolutely gorgeous and he had to have her. He pulled off his shirt and boots, but held off on his pants. He wanted to touch her.
“Come to me.” She reached for him.
“Not yet. I want to look at the woman I love.” He clasped her wrists and pushed them back to the bed.
“You’re impossible, always wanting your own way.” Her lower lip pouted just a bit.
“Is there a ‘but’ that goes with that statement? I think that there should be a ‘but’ there.” He grinned. It was true he did like having his own way.
“But somehow I still came to love you anyway. I don’t know how it happened.” She shook her head slowly as if she couldn’t think of a reason why she should.
“Great sex maybe.”
“You’re good, but I don’t know if you’re that good,” she drawled out the words slowly.
“Well, let me just remind you.” He came down on the bed beside her and skimmed his hand up her side. She had such soft skin and the pale creamy color drew his eyes and made his mouth water.
“If you think I need to be reminded, then perhaps it’s you that has doubts.” She grinned.
He laughed. She sprawled on the bed waiting for him. The little tease was goading him to do just what she wanted. He could have delayed and given her a little of the torment back, but he wanted the same thing that she did.
He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers, but he kept the kiss short and fierce. Tonight, he definitely had plans for how he wanted to take her. Her hand brushed over his shoulder, but he drew back and then flipped her onto her stomach.
She turned her head a bit as she pushed to her hands and knees. “You know you could have just asked me to turn over for you.”
He smiled as he heard the thread of laughter in her voice. “Quicker this way and cuts down on the arguments when you want your way.”
“I think we’ve already hit on the fact that you’re the king of wanting your own way in this house.” A small husky laugh rolled from her lips.
His eyes locked on the pale cream skin of her thighs and the deep pink skin of her pussy. He clenched his hands as the urge to move between her thighs and drive deep into her hit him hard. The scent of her arousal filled his senses, but he had to know that she was more than ready. Reaching for her, he let his hands roam over her back. She arched into his touch and his palms swept around and inward over her stomach.
“Let’s see how much you want me.” He drew his hand lower over the curve of her belly and between the lips of her pussy.
She tensed as his fingers brushed over her clit. Her hips rocked forward as he drew his fingers across the bud again and again. He could smell her desire rising, her delicious scent intensifying and surrounding him. His cock ached and he longed to drive into her and feel her pussy clench around him. Seeing her this way, on her hands and knees, sent a surge of primal urgency through him. He felt his canines lengthen, ready for the mating bite.
His fingers drifted lower and found the slick moisture flowing from her. He licked his lips and felt his cock jerk against his pants. He held back, wanting to make sure she was ready, because he didn’t think he’d be able to resist the urge to drive into her much longer. Pushing his fingers into her sheath, he moaned as her muscles tightened on them. He wanted to feel that on his cock. As he thumbed her clit, he thrust his fingers deep and then withdrew only to do it again.
Her soft moans filled his ears and he tried to push her right to the edge. The sounds sent pulses of need slamming straight to his cock and the way she rocked back into his fingers only made it even harder. The ache was nearly blinding. He ripped at the fastenings on his pants and pushed them down.
He didn’t get them off and at the moment, he didn’t care. All he wanted was to feel her heat surrounding him. A low mewl fell from her lips as his cock brushed against her thigh. Her hips pushed back into him in a silent demand. He was more than ready to get inside her. Her juices seared him as he guided his cock to her entrance.
When her inner muscles tightened around the head of his cock, he nearly lost all his control. One of his arms curved around her and cupped over her mound. He pushed two fingers between the soft lips and held them just over her clit, but didn’t apply any pressure yet. When he was sure that he could hold on until he was at least inside her, he slowly rolled his hips forward. The walls of her hot channel pulled at him as if trying to draw his cock deeper.
He tried to go slowly, but his own need drove him to pump into her. She eagerly arched back into him, her hips meeting his thrusts as she pushed back each time he withdrew. Drawing his fingers back and forth across her clit, he wanted to hear her take his pleasure before he lost the last of his control. Her moans were music to his ears. His hips thrust against her buttocks as he pressed his chest to her back.
The urge to bite her pounded through him. He lapped at the skin of her shoulder and drew his teeth over it. She shivered and he felt the inner muscles clench around his cock and then ripple as she found her pleasure. His teeth clamped on the muscle where her neck and shoulder met. She screamed his name, her body trembling under the force. Her tight sheath rippled over his cock, sending waves of sensation slamming up his spine. He thrust against her, desperate to find his own release. A low growl rolled through him and fire raged through him with each pulse of semen.
His entire body seemed hypersensitive and even the touch of his chest to her back sent tingles running through him. His heart raced and he fought to stay upright and not crush her to the bed as his muscles turned to mush. As soon as his mouth released her shoulder, her arms gave out and her head pillowed on one of her arms. She dragged in great gulps of air. He barely managed to pull back enough to allow his cock to slide free of her sheath. With a low groan, he shifted to the side and sprawled on the bed beside her. Hooking an arm around her, he pulled her against him.
Her fingers combed through his hair as she sprawled beside him. He ran his thumb back and forth over the skin just above her hipbone. Her head rested on his shoulder and one of her legs was thrown over his. She looked sated and a small smile curled her lips. Her eyelashes shielded her eyes as she looked up at him.
“It wasn’t the sex you know. Teasing aside, I want to make sure you realize that.” Her fingers trailed over the side of his cheek.
He grinned and looked down at her. He could see the concern in her eyes. “I know that it wasn’t the sex. The mating bond has a lot to do with feelings growing between mates.”
“I really don’t know what effect the mating bond has on feelings, Tyson, but it wasn’t that either. I started falling in love even before you came out from under that drug. You saw and wanted only me. Do you know what that kind of attention does to a woman?
I’d never felt so desired. Guilty, but special and wanted.”
“You didn’t think it was for you though.” He raised an eyebrow. She’d been adamant about that. He didn’t understand how she could say she’d loved him then.
“Not at the time, no, but when we ate, you didn’t just eat. You made sure I was eating too. You saw to my comfort and my safety. You came out looking for me when the man attacked me. It’s been awhile since I’ve been important to anyone. I’d forgotten how good it felt. I wanted it to be for me. I wanted to matter to someone that much.” She braced herself on one arm and frowned down at him.
He didn’t want her romanticizing things so that she’d feel better. If she didn’t fully love him yet, she would. He wanted everything with her.
“Don’t give me that doubting look. I’m not arguing with you and you started following me because of my smell.” She poked her finger in his chest. “I didn’t say that I immediately fell in deep gushing love for you. I said I started falling. It was probably more like my feelings softened toward you at first because of the way you treated me, but it amounts to the same thing. We might not have been together long, but I know what I’m feeling.”
He wasn’t getting into an argument with her about that. “So you love me because I showed you that you matter to me.”
She gave him a narrow-eyed glare. “Don’t be deliberately obtuse. I love you because you’re you, Tyson. Teasing, caring, possessive. I love you because when you look at me you make me feel like the only woman in the world. There are times when I can’t even remember a single reason why I should feel that way, but it doesn’t change the fact that I do love you.”
“How do you feel about a very private bonding ceremony?” He trailed his fingers up her arm. He could have simply said the words, but he wanted to make her happy. If she wanted witnesses, he’d say the words in front of witnesses.
“I’d say I like private. We won’t have to talk or wait too long to get to the good part if there aren’t a lot of people around us. Aside from that, everyone here already considers us bonded.” She dropped a kiss on his chest just above his nipple.
Before she could distract him any more with her lips or hands, he began the bonding vows. “I pledge to you my devotion…”
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