Page 21 of Marked for Vengeance
“Yes!”
She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his hips, her heels digging into his back as she tried to make him move.
He laughed at her attempts. “And you call me the bossy one.” He withdrew and then drove himself deep again. “I am in charge right now, little warrior. Lie back and let me show you how it will be between us.”
She relented, but she couldn’t help tossing one more barb as she did as he instructed. “For now, you’re in charge. Next time, I am.”
“We’ll see.”
After that, her brain shorted out, and she lost the ability to speak. He took her hard, fangs flashing in the amber light, his golden fur streaked with shadows. His claws came out enough to sting where they sank into her hips. She didn’t mind. The touch of pain only amplified the pleasure she experienced.
She gripped his wrists to steady herself against his thrusts. The rock beneath her was probably leaving bruises, but she didn’t care. All she wanted was more. More of his cock. More of his kisses. More ofhim.
Their eyes met, a hundred thoughts and feelings conveyed between them without either of them saying a word.
He drove himself balls deep inside her. Instead of withdrawing, he bent over her and broke her grip so he could wrap one arm around her shoulders. His kisses scorched her lips, the hunger in his eyes burning like twin suns.
She didn’t answer him with words. Instead, she tangled her hand in the silken mane of his hair and kissed him back.
They rocked together, his thick cock hitting all the right places. He groaned. She shuddered, and together they danced their way to the edge of ecstasy before letting themselves tumble over it.
His roar tore through the night air, a primal sound that should have terrified her. It didn’t. This massive, dangerous male was no threat to her. Though if he had really been created with high endurance, she was in serious trouble.
She wasn’t sure what would happen now. Would they talk? Snuggle? Or would he carry her up to their bed, roll over, and go to sleep?
It turned out the answer was none of the above. Instead of pulling out, his cock thickened, the ridges she’d sensed pulsing as they pushed against her inner walls.
She flexed, and he groaned, his eyes boring into hers. “Don’t move. We are locked this way. If you…”
She rocked her hips and flexed her inner walls, squeezing his cock. He shuddered, his eyes rolling up as she erupted into an unexpected orgasm.
A single thought passed through her head as she lost herself to pleasure. She was right. Vengeance really was a sex god.
She barely noticed the odd tingling at first. Her wrists felt strange, like tiny sparks were zipping across her skin.
“The hell?” she said.
“Mmm?” Vengeance sounded almost as out of it as she felt. Then he stiffened, one hand slamming into his chest. “What?”
“Good question.” She raised one arm and stared at her wrist suspiciously.Please don’t be bugs. Please don’t be bugs.
Nope. No bugs. In fact, she couldn’t see anything. Not at first.
Then faint lines appeared on her skin, darkening until she looked like she’d been painted… or tattooed. Lines encircled her wrist on either side, crossing over in the middle.
“I have no idea what this is. Do you?” She gestured to her arm.
Vengeance wasn’t looking at her. He’d carefully eased himself upward and now stared down at his chest.
Large, dark lines ran crossed from his shoulders to his flanks, each of them intersecting in the center of his chest. They were the same markings, but in a different place.
When he looked up at last, his expression was one of pure joy. “I knew it. You are mine. You see? These are the same marks the others have.”
She narrowed her gaze. “You never mentioned that before. Hope has these marks? They all do?”
“I saw these markings on Hope and Menace. Bysshe mentioned the others had them, too. He threw back his head and laughed. The vibration traveled through his body and into hers, reminding her that they were still locked together.
She glanced at her wrists again. “I always did want to get tattoos, but I never found a design I liked enough to wear forever. I guess these will do.” She ran her finger along the lines that marked his chest. “Especially since they’re a matched set.”
