Page 55 of Hooves & HeartStrings

“Play with your pussy, baby.”

She obeys immediately, sliding a hand between us and rubbing fast, hard circles on her clit.

“God, you’re so damn sexy. I can’t believe I get to have you forever,” I tell her.

“Mark me, you asshole. I’m gonna cum,” she pants.

With a growl, I burrow my face into her neck and bite down, sinking my teeth into her sensitive flesh.

A feeling like I’ve never had before overwhelms me. Stars burst behind my eyes, my body explodes in ecstasy and euphoria all at once as our souls twine together, making us one.

Without any warning, an orgasm takes over us both. I let out a groan against her neck, teeth still latched, as my cock jerks inside of her. I cum hard, so damn hard I think I’m going to pass out.

Marley screams my name, grinding her pussy against my dick as she shatters beneath me.

When we come down from the high, I remove my teeth and lick the bit of blood that forms.

“Holy shit,” Marley whimpers. “That was, fucking hell, that was amazing.” She giggles and I laugh too, putting my forehead to hers. “I love you so much, Luci.”

I’ll never get tired of hearing her say that. “I love you so much too, my little mate. My everything.” And I’ll never get tired of saying those same words to her.

We just stay there in each other's arms, not saying anything as our breaths mingle together. “Marley.”

“Yes?”

“We never tell my friends that I just came in like five seconds from just biting you.”

She bursts into laughter. “Your friends? Never. Now, my friends on the other hand.”

I growl and lower her to the ground. “You're such a brat.”

“I know.” She grins up at me. “But I’m your brat.”

Gripping her chin, I place a soft kiss on her lips, pure happiness pulsing through my veins as I look at my mate in her beautiful eyes. How did I get so fucking lucky? “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

twenty four

The palm trees sway gently in the warm breeze, their fronds rustling like soft whispers. The air is filled with the scent of the ocean, mingling with the festive aroma of holiday treats. It’s Christmas in our tropical paradise, and Lucius and I stroll hand in hand down the beach, our fingers entwined, hearts brimming with joy.

The world around us is alive with the sounds and sights of Christmas—children building sand-snowmen, couples sharing kisses under mistletoe hanging from the palm trees, and the gentle hum of Christmas carols played by a local band.

We stop for a moment, looking out at the ocean. The waves crash gently against the shore, their rhythm soothing and constant.

I lean my head on Lucius’s shoulder, feeling the steady beat of his heart against my cheek.

“This is perfect,” I whisper. “Everything is perfect.”

Lucius kisses the top of my head. “It really is. And it’s only going to get better.”

As we continue our walk, we pass by a small group of people we know from campus gathered around a bonfire on the beach. They’re singing Christmas songs, their voices blending with the fire's crackling and the waves breaking on the beach. Lucius and I join them for a while, singing along and sharing in the joy of the moment.

After a few songs, we continue our journey, wandering along the beautifully decorated pier. Twinkling lights hang from the palm trees, and storefronts are adorned with garlands and wreaths. There’s a festive energy in the air, a sense of community and togetherness that makes everything feel even more special.

Lucius and I find a small café, its windows painted with fake snow, and a winter scene. We step in, greeted by the rich aroma of coffee and hot chocolate. We order our drinks and find a cozy corner to sit in. The café is filled with people enjoying the holiday season, their laughter and conversations creating a comforting background hum.

As we sip our drinks, Lucius reaches across the table and takes my hand. “This feels so right,” he says, his voice filled with conviction. “Being with you—it all feels so perfect.”

I squeeze his hand, my heart full. “I feel the same way, Lucius.”

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