Page 56 of Dreaming of Darkness

Her hand strayed down to my trousers again, cupping my erection as I let my head fall backwards. She pushed at me until I let her up and she joined me on my knees. Those clever, needyfingers were tugging angrily at my pants now. And when they were released, I actually signed in pleasure.

My cock–fuck–she had it in her hand first, a smooth slide of flesh on flesh. And then her mouth, her tongue tracing the thick vein before pulling back to lap at the head. My claws dove into her hair, gripping her gently but possessively. “Such a good girl, sucking her mate’s cock. But don’t get too comfortable. I just know that needy pussy will be slick for me.”

Bailey’s eyelashes fluttered, and she hollowed her cheeks, sucking as much of me as she could fit into her mouth. I hissed at her then gave her hair a quick tug. “Don’t make me punish you, sweet dream.”

Her blue eyes flickered up to me for a breath, and then she slowly retreated off of my cock, licking the tip with a burning hot tongue. “Punish me, eh? What exactly does that entail?”

I pushed off the floor, holding her hand and tugging her up with me. “Nothing I have enough patience for right now,” Bailey grinned at me, and I tweaked her nose with my fingers, “But I have an extremely good memory, Bailey, do not test me.”

Grinning, she tugged me through the small home into her bedroom. She fell back into bed, wearing only her underwear and crawled back towards the pillows. “Fates, you are torturing me.”

Bailey’s grin faded and she cocked her head at me. “Not for much longer though.”

I nodded, casting aside the last of my own clothes before prowling up her body. My claws dragged over soft skin and blanket as I made my way up her form.

“Kiss me,” she whispered, the heat of her breath on my throat was a brand as my hips fell between her legs.

Curling around, I kissed her, one of my hands guiding her leg up around my torso. She was so hot here, where she needed me most. And as our kiss deepened, her body moved against mine.

Begging, no not begging. Demanding. Her nails were sharp on my shoulders, her mouth hot against my throat. And her words, I could scarcely make them out.

I didn’t want to.

Because having this female beg for me was more than my cock or my heart was prepared for right now. Pure pleasure and joy combated each other in my chest. I leaned away, pressing a hand against the elegant curve of her throat. Bailey’s lips parted silently, but her body continued to squirm against me.

“Tell me again.”

Blue eyes huge and dark, Bailey blinked at me. Then under my hand, I felt her throat work. “You are mine; I am yours.”

The words were a physical blow and my hips jumped forward, my cock sliding against the slick folds of her body. Growling, I tightened my fingers more, making sure she was paying attention to every bit of this.

“I—,” I panted, the arm holding me above her, away from heat, shook, “I am yours. You are mine. Forever.”

Bailey nodded, her hands moving to cradle my wrist, “Forever.”

“Bailey,” I hissed, unable to stop now. Her body bowed up to mine as I thrust my hips forward. My cock found the burning core of her, splitting her there, driving forward until I was fully sheathed inside of her. At the same time, my body curled forwards. I ran my nose up the column of her throat, feeling the hot pulse of her blood under my lips. For a breath, I soak it in, all of her.

And then I bite down, my fangs piercing her silk skin and sealing the bond. Pleasure threaded down my throat, my venom burning my tongue as it seeped into my mate. There was no going back now, my vision turning white at the white hot pleasure of her. I drew back one long pull, memorizing the taste of her blood, before releasing her.

My forehead crashed against hers. “Fuck, yes. You’re mine.”

“Oh God, Traum,” Bailey was moving against me, her hips marching against my body, “So deep, baby. I can’t believe you fit.”

I growled, leaning down and pressing a kiss against her slack mouth, “What do you not understand about soul mates, little dream?”

She was smiling when I pulled away, my cock throbbing deep inside of her. “Show me everything.”

My eyes fell shut as I slowly retreated from her body, waiting only a breath before thrusting back in. The movement made her entire body light up, her hands scratching down the outside of my arms. Looking down into my mates face, there was only bliss and unabashed love.

Love.

Not lust.

Fuck, I was gone for this woman. Rolling my hips, I thrust into the hilt once more. Her cries filled my ears, her body a clenching vise around my cock. In and out, my body drove us higher. Her body coiled around mine, the power of rhythm of my thrusts turning rough as we both became more desperate.

“Come inside me,” Bailey said, her words nearly lost in the haze of pleasure that fogged my mind. “Please, oh God, Traum. I need you; I need all of you.”

I panted, my cock already swelling at the thought of it. Instincts taking over, I drew my knees up, my hands moving to her hips so that she’s angled across my thighs, my cock so deep inside of her that I no longer know where she ends, and I begin.

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