Page 15 of The Love Bitten Series: Vol 2

“Amaia Greene, do you accept my claim on you?”

Her violet eyes were bright with love when she answered, “Yes, Liam Bancroft. I accept your claim on me, body, heart, and soul.”

I squeezed my eyelids shut for a moment, savoring her words as my heart overflowed with love and gratitude. Amaia was more than I could have ever dreamed of as a mate for me, and she was giving herself to me forever.

Once again staring into her purple orbs, I moved forward in the ceremony. “You’re prepared to be mine from now until the end of time?”

“And beyond, my love,” she said softly, her voice trembling as she cupped one of my cheeks with her palm.

My arousal was eating away at me, and as Amaia pledged herself, I scented hers growing, and it nearly snapped my restraint. However, I was a tiny bit hesitant about what came next, I didn’t know how far Everleigh had gone in her explanation.

Before I could voice my concern, Amaia nodded reassuringly. “Keep going. I’m ready.”

The mating instinct took over, and the need to possess, to dominate my sweet consort consumed me. “To cement our mating bond, you must trust me unequivocally. Are you prepared to demonstrate the depth of your faith in me?” My tone was threaded with steel. If she agreed to this last demand, she would be at my mercy while I was ruled by my base urges, a wild and animalistic part of me that needed to bite, to mark, to fuck, to own. To fully claim Amaia.

“You are all I will ever want, Liam. Every part of you,” she replied, her gaze sincere and...excited. “Take what you need from me. My faith in you is unshakeable.”

“Fuck,” I grunted as the last shreds of my sanity snapped. “Mine.”

I took her mouth in a savage kiss, plundering and tasting as I guided her back down to the mattress. Gliding my hands down her arms, I circled her wrists and slowly raised them over her head.

Tearing myself from her lips, I panted from the effort to keep from coming right that second. Fuck, what this woman did to me. But she would come many times before I filled her with my seed.

At my command, the soft blue ties wound their way around her hands until she was securely shackled to the headboard.

My eyes swept over her curvy body, and I growled when I saw the barrier still covering her pussy. With one strong yank, I ripped away the lacy gusset of her panties. “Perfect,” I rumbled. “So pink and wet.” I drew a finger up her slit, and it came away dripping with her nectar. “Is this for me?” I asked before sucking the digit clean. I knew she couldn’t desire another, but for some reason, I was still desperate to hear her say the words.

“Yesss,” she moaned when I dipped my finger into her channel, testing how tight she was. “All for you. Only you.”

“Damn straight,” I grunted. I slid my hands beneath her and untied the bow to the sash at her hips, tossing it away. Gliding underneath her again, I palmed her ass cheeks and squeezed them while playing at the tight hole in the back with the tip of my finger.

Amaia gasped and tensed, but I sensed curiosity. “Another time, perhaps,” I told her while my hands traveled down her shapely legs and grasped her ankles. Raising them up, I kissed each one before pushing them forward until her feet were nearly at her head. The position offered up her pussy to me on a platter. I scooted my knees under her back to help support her and lift her center even more. Leaning forward, I parted her lips with my thumbs and licked up her slit from bottom to top.

“You taste so fucking good,” I groaned. The flavor burst on my tongue and sent shockwaves of pleasure straight to my cock. Diving in, I devoured her sex like a starving man and grunted in approval when she began thrusting up her hips, begging for more while she cried out in ecstasy.

“Yes! Yes! Please, Liam! I need to come!”

Feeling indulgent, I sucked hard on her clit as I shoved two fingers into her channel. Amaia screamed as she shattered, and my cock threatened to explode. I moved back and lowered her legs to the bed, then I straddled her and shuffled up until I could tease her lips with the tip of my engorged shaft.

“Open,” I demanded.

She did it immediately, and I groaned at the sensation of her warm, wet mouth wrapped around my dick.

“Suck it, Amaia,” I ordered. “Hard.” Again, she obeyed, and I groaned at the intense pleasure. I bent forward and grabbed the headboard, holding on for leverage as I began to thrust in and out of her mouth. “That’s it, darling. Harder, baby. Oh, fuck, yeah.” I was close, so close. “Swallow it, Amaia. Fuuuuck!” I shouted when her throat closed around me, massaging the tip as she swallowed. She gagged a little, but I was too far gone. I powered in and out a few more times before warning her, “I’m going to come down your throat, darling. Keep swallowing until you’ve milked every drop.”

Amaia nodded as much as she could with my cock filling her mouth. I thrust twice more before my climax hit me like a ton of bricks, and my dick burst, sending jets of come straight down her throat. “Oh, yeah, Amaia. Fuck! Keep swallowing. Fuck! Fuck!”

When I was empty—though still hard as a fucking baseball bat—I withdrew. Amaia gasped, trying to catch her breath, while I also panted, feeling a little dizzy.

My body didn’t want time to recover, however. After spilling so much seed, I was a little shocked to see my dick start leaking again while I watched my consort’s breasts bounce with each choppy breath.

Gnawing hunger roared to life, and I was desperate to finish this. My teeth ached with the need to sink into her neck, my tongue tingled with the thought of tasting her blood, and my cock throbbed with the memory of her pussy gripping it tight.

I quickly flipped around and scooped up her legs, bringing them toward me. Then I opened them so I was situated between, pushing them into the position they’d been when I was eating her pussy—with her ankles near her ears. It was hot as fuck to see her center like this as I eased inside. It opened her up so I could easily watch my cock disappear into her channel. “Fuck! You’re tight as hell in this position,” I grunted. Her muscles ripped as she clenched, and stars danced in front of my eyes. “Oh, yeah, baby. Fuck, that feels so good. Fuck, yes! Fuck!”

Amaia’s body was shaking, and she cried out every time I sank in to the hilt. “Liam! Yes! Yes! Oh, Oh! Yes!” Then she bucked up as I came down, slamming us together and ripping shouts from both our mouths. “Harder, Liam, please! I need more. Faster—oh, yes! Yes!”

My mind officially blew to smithereens when she met my thrust like that. She didn’t have to beg for more because I was no longer in control, and my body was bound and determined to fuck Amaia like a madman. I grabbed her hips and pulled her even farther forward, then pounded into her over and over. My balls slapped her clit with each slam, and her cries became screams. The bed banged into the wall with my vampiric strength, creating a hole the shape of the headboard in it.

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