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“Gods, Red.” Kiss. “Having you come…” Kiss. “…whilst wrapped around my cock…” Kiss. “…is better than I ever imagined.” Kiss.
“Come in me,” I manage to respond.
Ty feels about to pull away so I tighten my grip on him.
“Please,” I barely recognise my raspy voice, bringing my eyes back to him so he can see my sincerity.
Ty nods before his rhythm picks up once more. He gets impossibly harder inside me as he allows the orgasm to overtake him. He pushes deep in his release, his rhythm faltering and giving me aftershocks of pleasure. His cum heats me as it spills inside me. I cling to him like we can become one being.
It takes several minutes for either of us to move, to regain control of our breathing but eventually Ty moves off of me, pulling out and leaving me feeling empty. He rolls to the side, sinking onto the mattress before wrapping me into his arms. I blindly feel for a blanket, grabbing it to cocoon us in and keep us warm as we snuggle.
We’re silent as we gently run our fingers over each other's skin. Neither of us wanting to break this little bubble.
It gets shattered seconds later as a knock lands on my door a second before it swings open.
“Oh! Shit! Sorry!” Claire spins in the doorway, covering her eyes at the same time I twist to yell.
“Not alone!”
“Sorry, Sorry!” Claire apologises again.
Ty reorganises the blanket to ensure I’m covered, his chest now pressed to my back and his arm wrapped around my middle as I prop myself up on an elbow.
“Don’t worry, you’re not interrupting anything,” I tell her.
“I came to see if you were getting ready for Bree’s thing this evening.” Claire justifies her intrusion, peaking to ensure we’re covered before turning to face us again.
“Shit, I’d forgotten it was tonight,” I reply.
“Did you still want to borrow a dress?” she asks.
“Yes, please,” I tell her. I have no idea if we will be able to go but it’s not like I can discuss the vampires chasing us down with her. I need her to leave so Ty and I can chat about what we need to do.
“Cool,” Claire says. “I’ll go brew us some coffee, let you…” She waves a hand at us. “Come grab me when you’re dressed.” She promptly leaves, pulling the door firmly behind her.
Ty’s lips curve into a laugh as he lays a kiss to my shoulder.
“And I thought I had little privacy at the pack house,” he chuckles.
I roll onto my back and burst into a giggle.
“Thank the gods she didn’t come in ten minutes earlier,” I say, shaking my head. “We’d better get up anyway, right?”
“Unfortunately, yes,” Ty says, although makes no move to do so.
I notice his fangs as he speaks, causing a question to burn its way to the surface.
“Why didn’t you bite me? I felt your fangs at my throat as you came.” I try to sound casual but don’t think I pull it off as Ty freezes, his face becoming serious.
“Are you asking why I didn’t try to open a life-long bond between us the first time we had sex?”
When he puts it like that I see the stupidity, my cheeks flair with heat. Still, a pang of disappointment ricochets through me at the rejection.
Ty must sense my reaction as he shifts slightly, bringing his face closer so I have no option but to look into his eyes. He brings a hand to stroke the side of my head and run his fingers down my hair.
“Don’t be embarrassed Red,” he says gently. “Clearly you felt I wanted to.”
“You did?” My hope rises a little and I start playing with short strands of hair on his chest with my fingers, lightly brushing over the skin between his pecs.
