Page 39 of Purrfectly Mated

Mine. Grrr.

“Yes,but to be mine completely, I need to mark you, Elissa,” his canines slipped free, making it harder to talk.

“Need to claim you, to bite you. The whole fucking world needs to know you’re mine, my mate, myNari.”

“Hunter, yes, please, yes,” she begged.

“Thank the gods,” he ground out, pressing his forehead to hers for a moment before pinning her with his stare.

“Come for me, baby, and I’ll do just that. I’ll make you mine, mark you with my bite,” he said, his voice deep with his beast.

“Yes. Please, yes,” she whimpered.

That was all he needed. Hunter altered his hold on her, dragging her hips against him. Sensations buzzed along his skin like little bolts of lightning. Elissa moaned and sighed, scratching at his shoulders, urging him on, and he did not stop.

He held her with firm hands, grinding her on his dick. Back and forth. Swirl, thrust, swirl. He kept on the torturous pace until he felt the first tremor of her orgasm squeeze his shaft.

“Hunter! Oh now, now,now,” Elissa shouted her pleasure.

He reveled in that, in her telling the whole Pride House who it was that brought her so much pleasure. Elissa had yelled his name, and now he would claim her.

Her already tight pussy was growing incredibly tighter. Back arched, mouth open, he watched for the moment when her brown eyes glazed over with ecstasy. And there it was, one more swivel of their hips in time, and Elissa fell off that metaphorical cliff into a sea of pleasure the two of them would share for decades to come.

“Mine,” he growled, wanting to claim her, her orgasm, her breathy moans, her kisses, her sighs, every last inch of her for himself.

The need to please her rode him hard. He would always want that, looked forward to finding pleasure for and with her for the rest of their lives.

Mine.

Just when he thought they couldn’t climb any higher, he opened his mouth and struck. His teeth sliced through the butter soft skin between her neck and shoulder, marking her as his for all the world to see.

Her sex gripped him harder, walls convulsing on his shaft as her orgasm sped through her trembling body. Balls tightening, dick pulsating, he couldn’t wait to follow her into oblivion.

Hunter swallowed down her life’s blood, searing her to his soul and his heart. The bite, triggering his own release, drew hers out longer still. He almost blacked out as immeasurable bliss soared through him.

Hunter saw stars.

No joke.

He literally saw fucking stars as his seed jetted from his cock, filling her womb, and tying them together for eternity.

The bonds of their mating securely wrapped around the two of them. Time stood still, nothing else existed, just the two of them.

Tied together forevermore as Neta to Nari. Mate to mate. Man to woman.

It was the greatest moment of his entire fucking life.

Eons later, Hunter lifted her from the tub. Her plush body was happily sated and limp. She pressed into him further, all her strength gone, and he couldn’t help the satisfied grumble filling him.

He’d fucked his mate good. Just like he was supposed to. The Tiger chuffed happily contented as his luscious Nari leaned into him, trusting him to care for her. His heart swelled with pride and love.

Yes, it was too soon for that kind of declaration just yet, but all the same, he felt it to the bottom of his soul. The current of feeling was so strong, it threatened to drown him. A fucking riptide of heat, lust, caring, devotion, and more.

Shit.

He grabbed a couple of towels from the cabinet, draping one over Elissa, and carried her into the next room. Possessive and protective inctincts he’d only felt a hint of welled up quicker than the tide. She was everything to him. The first and last thing he would ever cared about for the rest of his days.

His,no, their bedroom was more than large enough for the two of them. Hunter hoped she liked it. The colors were a bit boring, but she could decorate it any damn way she pleased. He didn’t care. As long as she was with him, he was content.

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