Page 18 of Fated Surrender

“That sounds wonderful. Be out soon.”

As she walked past him she leaned in and whispered.

“Nice save.”

Connor let his forehead thump against the wall.

When she walked out of the bedroom nearly an hour later dinner was almost ready. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. He breathed deeply and his knees nearly buckled. There was the scent again, like apples. At first he thought it was her shampoo, but she didn’t have it with her. Then he realized that was her scent to him. He took another deep breath and a second scent had him gripping the counter. She was aroused. She had to be dripping wet for the scent to be so strong. He spun around and walked her backward until she was against the wall.

“I’m about to fuck you and claim you. Say no only if you truly mean it,” he said, his voice sounding deeper.

“All I had to do was walk out here with no panties on to seduce you?” she asked, breathless.

“Works for me,” he said before pulling her lower lip between his. He bit and devoured every inch of her mouth. He trailed down her neck and bit lightly at the tender skin below her ear. She moaned and squirmed, pressing her legs together.

“None of that. Every drop of that honey is mine.” He lifted her and carried her to the rug in front of the fireplace. He set her down and pulled the large T-shirt off, leaving her completely nude and open to him. He stared at her body and didn’t know where to start.

He pulled his shirt off over his head and threw it to one side. He quickly removed his jeans and watched as his mate cupped both her breasts together, offering them to him. Guess he knew where he was starting.

He pulled one hardened peak into his mouth and rolled his tongue over it. He gently suckled before releasing it and went to the other one. With his lips wrapped around one nipple, he sent his hand exploring down her body until he found what he was looking for.

He delved his fingers into her wet heat and pulled them away, saturated. When he pulled off her breast she protested.

He brought his hand up to his mouth and licked his fingers, the taste of her exploding over every taste bud.

“I have to have more.” He growled and crawled between her legs. He spread her wide and began to consume every inch of her glistening sex. When she began to buck her hips, he plunged two fingers deep inside her to still her motions.

“Connor, please, I need,” she begged.

He continued to tease her clit mercilessly. First a gentle swipe of his tongue then a touch of his teeth. He alternated between plunging deep inside her and rotating his fingers to graze her hot spots.

“Connor, please. I need you, my mate,” she whispered.

Upon hearing those words his control snapped. He sat up and draped her legs over his forearms, nearly bending her in half.

Without any preamble he snapped his hips and plunged his cock as deep into her as he could go. She screamed wordlessly, and he felt her inner walls convulse around him. He let her legs fall and she immediately wrapped them around his waist. Over and over again he pushed his way inside of her, and each time she brought her hips up to meet him.

When he opened his eyes and looked down at her he noticed her eyes had shifted to a light sky blue and her canines had descended. Her head was thrown back as she rode her passion. The sight was enough to bring his bear roaring to the surface. Hefelt his own canines punch through his gums and he buried his face in her neck.

“Only you. Mine. My mate,” he whispered.

“My mate.” She gasped.

That was all it took to trigger his release. He came so hard he was seeing spots. He leaned forward and bit down on the side of her neck as she bit down on his. As he felt his soul lift from his body, a second climax shook him. He felt his soul merge with hers and then split before returning to him. At last. He was complete. Shaking he dropped to one side pulling out of his mate. She moaned at the loss. He held her close and let sleep claim him.

Connor woke the next morning to the sound of a fork scraping a plate. He opened one eye to see his mate sitting next to him wearing her T-shirt, polishing off what smelled like the dinner he had prepared the night before.

“Any good?” he asked, sitting up. He smiled when he noticed she had covered him with a blanket.

“It was amazing. Did you know you sleep like the dead? I tried to wake you like three times and all you did was grunt and roll back over,” she said, putting her plate down.

Connor winced. “Sorry. I think I’ve been catching up on my sleep while being here. Normally, I don’t sleep that sound.” He stretched before pulling his mate under the blanket with him. He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled the back of her neck.

“Your phone was ringing,” she said.

He sat up instantly. Something had to be wrong. His family knew he was up here claiming Madison, they wouldn’t call unless it was an emergency. He looked around in a panic.

“It’s on the coffee table,” she said, sitting up next to him.

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