Page 75 of Bewitchingly Hers
“Do it,” I begged, craning my head to the side. “Please, B. Bite me.”
He groaned, scraping his teeth over my skin. I let out a moan, surprised at how turned on I already was. Barrett pushed a knee in between my thighs, his hands running up my sides. “My salivahas healing properties,” he told me. “But it shouldn’t hurt. I’ll make you feel good.”
I nodded. “I trust you.”
“Fuck,” he cursed, holding my neck with one hand, and my waist with the other. I shut my eyes, letting my head fall back against the tree as I reached out, gripping his jacket tight before he finally sank his teeth into the spot between my shoulder and neck.
I let out a gasp as his teeth sank into my skin, because he was right. There was a small prick, but it didn’t hurt at all. Not when emotions came rushing into me—hisemotions.Hislove. The feelings he’d been holding back all this time. They swirled with mine, every feeling in my body heightened to the max, and I cried out at the bliss, the pleasure of it all.
Barrett, I whined, rubbing myself against his leg, every brush of denim hitting my clit.
I know, baby, he said back, the words popping into my mind instead of either of us saying them out loud. I could feel all of my emotions flowing back into him, and I knew he felt the desire in my veins the same way I felt his.
“Your house?” he gasped, eyes wild as his nose flared, no doubt smelling my arousal. My need. I needed him to fuck me, and I needed itnow.
I couldn’t hold back my moan. “No. The girls are still there.” He groaned as I pulled at his shirt blindly, untucking it, before running my fingers up his abs. “Here,” I begged him, smoothing my hands over his chest. “Take me here.”
His hands shook as he unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them into my underwear before his fingers found my slit, finding out what I already knew—I was soaked. My body’s response to my mate.
“So needy,” he muttered. “My little mate needs to get fucked, huh?” He ran his tongue over the bite mark on my neck, nodoubt healing it. I hoped it left a mark. I wanted everyone to know I was his, to see how he’d claimed me for the entire world.
I nodded as he slid two fingers inside of me, hitting the spot inside that made me see stars. “Yes,” I cried. “Yes, I need you.”
Barrett took his jacket off and laid it down on the dirt before guiding me down gently, pushing my sweater up to expose my breasts. He kissed the swell of each one before helping pull my jeans off, exposing me to the cool air of the forest.
We were both so lost in each other, in the moment, that I didn’t even care that someone could see us right now. I just needed my mate inside of me, to know that I was completely, whollyhis.
He didn’t hold back, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock before sliding inside of me with one thrust, filling me completely. I let out a gasp at the fullness, my back arching as I shut my eyes, savoring the stretch of him inside of me. There were no words. We didn’t need them. Not when we could feel each other’s emotions, each other’s thoughts and desires. It was a wordless communication I’d never experienced before, and I wantedmore.
He was so big, and I wanted that knot in me once again. I wiggled my hips, trying to get him deeper inside of me, as he gave me another punishing thrust, hitting my cervix.
“Fuck,” I cried, wrapping my arms around his back and digging my fingers into the soft material of his dark t-shirt. “More.”
His eyes were dark as he looked down at me. “Are you sure?”
“I can take it,” I begged, wrapping my legs around his back and forcing him deeper. “Give me your knot,mate.”
Barrett groaned, like he knew there was no way he could deny his mate. After another few shallow thrusts, he pushed it inside of me. I came as his knot locked inside, my cunt clenching around him, and then he was spilling inside of me, filling me up,and his teeth found my neck again, plunging in to the spot where he’d just marked me, and oh,Gods.
Another orgasm burst through me before the first had even subsided. I was crying, pleasure like I’d never known torrenting through my body as we both came, liquid already seeping out around his knot and trickling down my thigh because there was somuch.
Was this what it was like with your mate? If so, I never wanted it to end.
Finally, when we both collapsed, breath rough and completely spent, Barrett adjusted us, sitting back against the tree as he cradled me to his body.
We were still connected together until his knot deflated, and there was nowhere I wanted to be except right here—with him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face into his shirt, taking deep pulls of his scent.
He chuckled. “A bed might have been better, my mate.” Barrett picked a leaf out of my hair, and I blushed.
“Say it again,” I repeated from earlier.
“My mate.” He kissed my forehead, then my cheeks, then my lips. “I love you, my mate.”
My lips widened into a blinding smile. “I didn’t think I’d ever get to hear you say that,” I admitted, a blush warming my cheeks.
He frowned. “Why not?”
“Well… look at you. I just didn’t think you’d be mine.” There was no universe where I thought that I’d be mated to this sensitive, yet sexy, shifter.
