Page 40 of Purrfectly Mated

Fuck that.

Content was far too boring a word for what he felt, knowing she was with him. She belonged to him now. He’d laid his claim, and he wasn’t letting go. Tiger agreed, snarling at the prospect that someone would take his sweet mate from him.

Let them try, and they will know death.

Okay, so his cat was a little fucking cranky when it came to thoughts of anyone interfering with his mating.

Mine, growled the beast.

Yes. She was his. And wasn’t that fucking awesome?

Hunter laid her down gently on their big bed. Taking one of the fluffy towels from her, he proceeded to dry her off, then himself before joining her. She sighed as his skin touched hers and he relished the sound. She felt it too, the deep connection between them. It was almost tangible.

“That was amazing,” she said, and snuggled into his arms.

He’d never done that before. Never held a woman after he’d had sex with her. But he wanted to now. Wanted to wrap his arms around her and hold her to him.

It was better than anything he’d ever imagined. The sweet sensation of her soft, silky skin against his, her warm breath on his chest, their mixed scent filling the air.

Sigh.

For the first time since his ascension to Neta, his Tiger felt the burden of his title lifted off his shoulders. For the first time, he was happy.

“You are amazing, my Nari. And this is only the beginning.”

Desire spiked through his veins once more as she wiggled against him. The scent of her cream reached his sensitive nostrils. He ran his hands down her shoulders to her hips and ass.

Turning ever so slightly so that she was on her back, and he was hovering over her, Hunter spread her legs apart with his knees. He hissed as his hardened cock stroked along the soft skin of her thigh.

“Oh, but you couldn’t possibly be ready so soon-”

“Let me tell you something else about Shifters, baby, we have an incredible healing rate.”

“Hunter,” she mewled his name, hips softly flexing in invitation.

She rubbed her heated body against his hardened shaft, and Hunter felt his Tiger press forward. Yes, he wanted her. Always would. With a hunger that would never, ever be fulfilled.

Her brown eyes widened as she realized just how capable he truly was, and he didn’t bother to hide his grin. Elissa licked her plump lips, and he kissed them, unable to resist.

“Yes, I want you again. I will always want you, my Nari, always,” he growled, pressing his lips back to hers in a soul searing kiss.

He could feel her heartbeat, taste the sweet, musk of her arousal on the air. She wanted him too.

Thank fuck, he thought.

His Tiger approved. She quivered in his embrace, a low moan rolling out of her lips as he licked his way past the valley of her breasts, over her soft belly, to her mound. Her pink sex was surrounded by neatly trimmed curls a shade darker than her long golden locks.

Hunter couldn’t help himself. He pressed his face into her, inhaling her scent and drawing in her flavors.

“Need to taste you,” he groaned as he placed soft, gentle kisses along her nether lips.

Gently, slowly, thanking the Fates, the universe, and whatever gods might be listening for the gift of her. He kissed her sex softly once more, then he covered her pussy with his mouth, flattening his tongue and swiping it along her slit up to her clit.

Elissa shouted. Closing her legs instinctively, but he held them open with his big hands on her thighs. He growled softly, pushing her knees wider, making room for his large shoulders.

“None of that, my gorgeous Nari. This sweet pussy is mine now,” he growled.

Then he licked her again.

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