Page 45 of Bones

He groans and finally, finally, returns to my clit. I buck against him, unable to control my body any longer. My orgasm slams into me, making my body quake and tremble.

“Come, little mate,” he snarls, holding me still so I can’t escape his tongue.

I can only sob his name, clutching the headboard so hard I’m afraid it’s going to break.

Bones doesn’t let up, riding my orgasm into another. Then another. He’s relentless.

I’m limp, unable to lift my legs, when Bones climbs over me.

His mouth is on mine and I taste myself on his tongue. He licks into me and I eagerly give him all of me. Even if all I am right now is a useless puddle of a woman.

“You’re amazing,” he whispers into the skin of my throat. “Beautiful and brave and perfect.”

“Hardly” I protest, my hands smoothing along his shoulders and over his back.

Bones shakes his head, lifting his face to meet my gaze. “You’re perfect for me.”

I swallow, overwhelmed by the emotions in his glowing blue eyes.

“Bones.”

His name is all I can say. I don’t have words for him right now. The mate bond is bright and strong between us. He is in me, in my very soul. He’s made me whole again. He’s made me happier than I’d ever hoped. I’d given up on love and he made me believe again.

“I know,” Bones murmurs. His smile is soft and so loving.

“How do you know?”

His thumb brushes across my lower lip. “Because I can feel it through our bond. All your love.”

“Good. It’s yours. All of it.”

“And mine is yours,” he promises, leaning in for a kiss.

I open up, letting him claim my mouth. My tongue dances along his, the taste of my pleasure on him making me hungry for him all over again.

“Mine,” Bones growls, nipping at my bottom lip before moving down my neck.

His fangs scrape over my shoulder. I gasp, tilting my head to the side to encourage him. He’s taken me before, but there’s something more important about this moment.

He lifts his head, meeting my gaze. “I want to taste your pleasure as you come around my cock.”

I nod, wrapping my arms around his neck and bringing his face back to mine. I kiss him, pouring all the love I have into him. “Please, mate.” I’ve realized my demon loves it when I claim him out loud.

Bones’ lips are gentle, loving. He pulls me against him as he rolls, lifting me onto his lap.

He holds me so tenderly. I know that I am the most precious thing in the world to him.

His thick cock slides between my folds, making me tremble with need. I reach between us, taking him in hand.

“Mine,” Bones’ murmurs.

“Yours,” I agree, lining him up with my opening.

I’m so soaked. It’s easy to sink down on him slowly, savoring every inch. When he’s seated fully inside me, we both sigh with pleasure. His eyes are on where I’m stretched around him.

“Such a good girl, taking me so good.”

Bones’ filthy words make my blood sing and he knows it. After so many years in a strictly conservative life, his insistence on filling my ears with every single dirty thought of his makes me almost orgasm on their own.

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