Page 267 of Labor of Love

The sensation is overwhelming, and I need more. I want to be wrapped in him in every single way and I don't even know his name. My cock throbs against his the more we frot together. Overly sensitive, my cock continues to glide with his, creating more friction.

Out of all the things I've done with Eric, I don't remember any of it making me feel this alive. The magnetic force between us has so much power over both of our bodies. Neither of us bother fighting it. Why would we, when embracing it feels so much better?

His sweet moans have my mouth vibrating and after a few more thrusts of his hips, his body convulses and his cock twitches as he shoots his cum between us. He buries his face into my shoulder, sinking his teeth into my skin, causing me to yelp in both pain and pleasure. With a few more strokes, Ilose control, letting myself fall off the edge, crashing hard into euphoria.

Foreheads pressed together, we both pant, trying to catch our breath. He lets out a soft sigh, gently rubbing his nose over mine. My brain fog clears a little and I come down from my high as the cold water becomes noticeable on my flushed skin.

"Who are you?" I ask with shaking words, body still not completely feeling like my own as I try to move my limbs.

"Hazel, your fated mate. I was made for you and you were made for me.” He places my hand over his chest, smiling lazily with beaming eyes. “Can't you feel it?”

I'm about to question him more when his eyes roll in his head and his body leans back. I catch him before he can fall, pulling him toward my chest. "It's okay, little guy, I got you."

Only, he isn't so little anymore. He went from being small enough to fit into my hands to almost the same size as me. He's still lighter and fits in my hold perfectly, just in a different way. Us being wet makes it more of a challenge. His slick body hard to grasp at first.

With little difficulty, I lift him in my arms and carry his limp body to the bedroom, yanking the large towel from the rack on the way there. We will have time for more questions later.

I throw the towel over the bed, laying his dripping body over it. Leaning forward, I sweep a lock of blond hair from his eyes, appreciating his soft, delicate features. His skin is like the smoothest silk and his cheeks are flushed a pretty pink. His eyes flutter open, and he glances around before his gaze lands back on me.

"Hey there, welcome back. You fainted."

His eyes grow wide, and he scoots back in the bed after realizing he is still without clothes. He bends his knees to his chest and folds his arms around them. "I...I'm sorry. It's not supposed to be like this. You aren't supposed to be human."

I tilt my head, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring back at him. "What do you mean, and why did you call me your fated mate?"

"Because you are. Meeting you caused me to go into heat. I wasn't supposed to have one for another month. I wasn't supposed to meet you. I was never supposed to leave pack lands."

I rub my forehead, pinching the bridge of my nose. "This is a lot for me to take in. You can't throw a bunch of random information at me all at once. I just saw you shift from a bunny to a man, not to mention what happened between us in the shower."

"I know, and this is why we are forbidden to be together. Your kind isn't supposed to know about mine. Our worlds aren't meant to mix. I should go back home before it's too late."

"Before what's too late?"

"For me to walk away," he breathes.

"Why would you want to do that?" My heart sinks at the thought. This is crazy. He's a stranger. But he feels like everything I've been missing all this time.

"Because my heat isn't over, and I don't think I can keep away from you for too long."

I crawl toward him in the bed, still a bit off kilter from my orgasm. What he's saying might not all make sense to me but somehow keeping him here does. And the sweet scent his arousal creates… Damn it does things to me.

"Then don't." I jump forward, cupping his cheek.

“But the longer I'm here, the more I'll want to stay.”

“Then stay,” I say, eyes locking on his as my heart soars higher. I want him here. It no longer matters why. The only thing I care about right now is to keep him where he is in any way I can. It's crazy, and maybe I'll regret it later but right now my heart is saying I'll regret letting him walk away more, so I listen.Because that always leads me the right way, right? He smiles at me and I refuse to see reason.

“For how long?”

I bite my tongue when the word forever wants to slip out. Because that can't be really what I want to say to someone I hardly know, can it? Then again, look how well things went for me with my ex when everything did make sense. “I don't know. I did kind of plan on you being here permanently when I bought you,” I say half heartedly, and he chuckles.

“I thought you'd change your mind as soon as I was no longer the rabbit you thought you were getting.”

“I would have thought so too, but at least this way when I talk to you, I won't come off as crazy,” I say between laughs. “How did you end up at the pet store anyway?”

He sighs heavily, scrubbing a hand over his face. “I change into my rabbit from when I'm in distress, and I was running away from…from…”

“Your bonded mate?” My stomach twists.

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