Page 63 of Cursed
She catches on, shifting her other hand above her head to grip the fridge. He still holds all of her weight with his left arm, leaving his other hand free to caress her anywhere he likes.
Now that Ryland has Nori exactly where he wants her, he lets loose the lust he’s been holding back. He thrusts up into her with abandon, sucking and kissing in the crook of her neck. The moment she uses her grip on the fridge to push back against him, he throws his head back, shouting, “YES!”
Nori meets Ryland’s aggressive pace, thrust for thrust. She welcomes the chill of the fridge against her heated skin. His hand is everywhere, all over her body, and his mouth on her neck has her panting and crying out with need.
She’s so close to her second climax when she feels his fangs scrape across her neck.
Still pounding into her, Ryland asks her permission. “Nori?”
Head tilted back, chest heaving, losing her last bit of control, hell, losing her mind, Nori yells, “Do it!”
As soon as his fangs pierce her skin to begin the Claiming, she screams his name, “RYLAND!” and her orgasm hits her with a force that runs through every inch of her body.
Ryland sucks on her shoulder for only a moment to complete the ceremony. Her wound heals as soon as he removes his fangs. He experiences a brief instant of euphoria from Claiming her, but that moment is over quickly when Nori’s desire crashes into him.
Growling, he tightens his grip around her ass and grabs the top of the fridge with his other hand, slamming her down his length, once, twice. He releases a deafening roar on the third thrust as his orgasm rips through him.
Ryland continues thrusting into her, but slows his pace, riding the last waves of their climaxes. He’s bombarded with both of their emotions from the Claiming—desire, happiness, contentment. He’s never felt this many emotions at one time.
Nori feels like all the bones in her arms have melted away as she releases the fridge. Between the power of theClaiming and the force of her orgasm, she is limp and shaky. She barely has the strength to wrap her arms around Ryland’s neck as she rests her head against his forehead.
Ryland continues holding her close to him, leaning against the fridge for support, just long enough for them to catch their breaths.
Once she’s ready, he slides out of her and gently places her feet on the ground. He cups her face in his hands and tilts her head up to place a gentle kiss on her lips. Nori sighs and smiles up at him.
chapter thirty-eight
After pulling up his pants, Ryland helps Nori get dressed. He’s quiet as he continues to adjust to feeling her emotions—a perk of the Claiming. He senses her sudden happiness before he hears her laughter.
“What’s so funny?” He grins at her.
“I was thinking how lucky we are that fridge is so sturdy!” Her giggles continue.
Ryland laughs with her, marveling at the new sensations. “I wasn’t thinking of how it would hold up to kitchen sex when I bought it, but it performed well.”
Nori laughs louder at his ‘kitchensex’ comment.
Taking her hand and smiling, Ryland leads her out of the kitchen. Both of them are quiet on their walk through the castle.
About halfway back to Ryland’s rooms, Nori’s emotions flow from bliss to anger to sadness. Ryland sneaks quick glances at her the rest of the way back to his quarters.
Aylin whispers in Nori’s mind, “You need to tell him, Nori.”
“No fucking way! That is NEVER going to happen, Aylin,” Nori yells at Aylin as they approach the doors to Ryland’s rooms.
As soon as she enters his chambers, Nori makes a beeline for the bathroom.
“Nori?” Ryland calls after her.
“I’m fine, Ryland. Please, just give me a minute.”
When she closes the door, Ryland sits in the armchair in the bedroom, facing the bathroom, and waits.
Nori splashes some water on her face, trying to calm herself.
“Well, you’re going to have to tell him something. He probably thinks you are regretting the Claiming, Nori,” Aylin says gently.
“Shit! I know. Damn that fucking Beta asshole for turning me into an emotional wreck.” Nori hangs her head for a moment, dries her face, and steels herself for the conversation she needs to have.
