Page 47 of Furever Bound
He added another finger, stretching her carefully as his thumb found her clit. The dual sensation made her vision blur with pleasure, and she could feel her orgasm building already.
"That's it," he encouraged, his voice rough with his own arousal. "Let me feel you come on my fingers first. I want to taste your pleasure."
His words pushed her over the edge, and she came with a cry that echoed through the bedroom. Her pussy clenched around his fingers as waves of pleasure washed over her, and she felt him groaning in appreciation.
"Incredible," he said, bringing his fingers to his mouth to taste her essence. "You taste like heaven, sweetheart."
The sight of him licking her arousal from his fingers made her pussy clench with renewed desire, and she reached for his hard cock with eager hands.
"Now I want to taste you," she said, sitting up to push him back against the pillows.
His cock was impressive—thick and long, with a broad head that was already weeping with pre-cum. She wrapped her hand around his length, marveling at how her fingers couldn't quite meet around his girth.
"Fuck, Sera," he groaned as she stroked him from base to tip. "Your hands feel incredible."
She lowered her head to take him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head before she took him deeper. The taste of him was addictive—salt and musk and something uniquely Maddox that made her moan around his length.
"Christ," he gasped, his hands fisting in her hair as she worked him with lips and tongue. "You're going to kill me with that mouth."
She pulled off him with a pop, her lips swollen and her eyes dark with desire. "I want you inside me when you mark me," she said, straddling his hips so his cock pressed against her wet entrance. "I want to feel you claiming every part of me."
"Are you ready?" he asked, his hands gripping her hips as she positioned herself above him. Though his careful control couldn't disguise the alpha demand for claiming that radiated from his supernatural nature.
"I'm ready," she whispered, sinking down onto his cock slowly.
Their joining felt like coming home and flying apart simultaneously, physical connection amplified by supernatural recognition until she wasn't sure where her consciousness ended and his began. He filled her completely, stretching her in ways that bordered on too much but felt absolutely perfect.
"God, you feel incredible," he groaned, his eyes rolling back as her tight heat enveloped him. "So perfect around my cock."
Through their developing bond, she felt his wonder at her acceptance, his protective fury toward anything that might threaten what they were building, his deep satisfaction at finally claiming what his wolf had recognized as mate from their first touch.
She rode him with increasing urgency, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm as pleasure built between them. When he sat up to capture her mouth in a searing kiss, the change in angle made her cry out as he hit that perfect spot inside her.
"I can feel everything you're feeling," she gasped against his lips. "Your desire, your love, your need to claim me. It's overwhelming."
"That's the bond strengthening," he explained roughly, his hands guiding her movements as they chased their release together. "Soon it will be complete, and nothing will ever separate us."
He flipped them suddenly, pinning her beneath his larger frame as he took control. His thrusts were deep and powerful, each one sending sparks of pleasure through her entire body.
"Now," he said against her ear, his voice carrying alpha authority that made her entire nervous system respond with eager submission. "The marking. Last chance to change your mind."
"I'm not changing my mind," she said. "Mark me. Make it permanent. Make me yours forever."
His pace increased, driving into her with primal need as he placed his hand near her hip. She could feel his claws elongating slightly, preparing for the mark that would seal their bond permanently.
"Mine," he growled against her skin. "Always mine."
"Yours," she gasped, teetering on the edge of climax. "Always yours."
When his claws pierced her skin in the claiming scratch, the marking sent electricity racing through her system. The sensation built until it felt like lightning illuminating every nerve ending, and then suddenly she was aware of Maddox's consciousness intertwined with her own in ways that made separation impossible.
Her orgasm crashed over her with devastating intensity, her whole body spasming against him and his cock as pleasure consumed every inch of her being. Through their bond, she felt his own release as he came deep inside her with a roar that shook the windows.
Mine, his thoughts whispered through their completed bond. Always mine.
Yours, she replied through the connection that transcended words. Always yours.
The supernatural marking created a permanent reminder of their bond that would be visible only to them but felt with every movement, every breath, every heartbeat that now synchronized with his through magic that predated human understanding of commitment.
