CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Finn jumped off the bed and yanked his shirt off. The rest of his clothes dropped to the floor just as fast. And he stood next to me, all his male beauty on display.
But my eyes shot wide when a white tornado of sparkles blasted before me. I stared, breathing hard, as a white tiger stood next to the bed, his face level with the top of the mattress. His chin touched down on top of the blankets, and he stared for all of a second.
The white sparkles were back, whipping right in front of my eyes. A tornado of the magical existence in a moment of time. Swirling and then disappearing as quickly as it had appeared.
Finn stood beside me again.
My jaw hung open.
He chuckled. “Just playing with you.” Then he literally pounced onto the bed directly over me. “I always wanted to see a woman’s face if I did that.”
A bubbling laugh moved up from my chest to my throat and trickled past my lips. “You and your playing! For a second, I thought I was going to have to kick some white tiger ass if you came any closer. I’m not into…that.”
He stared. Blinked.
And he couldn’t keep a straight face.
His head tipped back, and he roared with laughter, sputtering, “You are such a precious woman.”
I shrugged a bare shoulder. Then I smirked.
I loved making him laugh.
Finn sat up on his knees and grabbed my thighs, spreading them wide. He still wore a smile on his face. With a saucy wink, he purred, “Are you ready to keep playing, precious Mina?”
“Oh, yes. More than ready.” I crooked a finger. “Get down here, Mr. Baker.”
He lowered onto his arms, his hands on either side of my head, holding his torso above me. His blue gaze lingered on my lips, and his voice lowered to a guttural rumble. “Grab my cock and put it where you want it.”
I arched my back a little and reached down between our bodies. His hard cock was so long and thick. I moaned as I pumped him in my fist.
His eyes closed in pleasure. “Mina…”
I hummed and watched his face. Every little nuance, every scrunch of his brow when I did it just right. Then I placed the tip of him at my entrance, and whispered, “Now, Finn. I want you now.”
The lids of his eyes opened the barest bit.
I stalled seeing blue cat eyes staring back at me.
He lifted a brow, and stated quietly, “I am a little different. It’s a byproduct of the curse. Just like God was born an alpha king when one already existed, all of us received a little something special too. My special talent’s being able to partially shift. No other shifter can do that.”
My brows snapped together. “That doesn’t mean your…,” I lifted a hand and then pointed down between our bodies. “…does anything different, right?”
His lips twitched, still staring at me with the wildest eyes I had ever witnessed on a man. He shook his head and chuckled. “No. I’m big enough as it is.”
“Then what else shifts when you’re a man?”
“My eyes shift. I can see better than any shifter in their human form. My claws. They come out to play when I want them to. And my canines. When they appear, I look damn wicked.”
I blinked. “That’s it?”
Incredulous, his eyes opened wide. “Are you kidding me? I’m like the ultimate fucking predator when I partially shift. And you ask, ‘that’s it’?”
He huffed.
So very proud about his white tiger.
“I didn’t mean it like that, and you know it.” I wiggled my hips, capturing his attention on more pleasant things. “I just wanted to make sure you didn’t sprout a tail or something.”
His eyes narrowed. “You think you’re so funny.”
“Sometimes.” I wiggled my hips again. “Are we going to play now?”
Finn slammed his hips forward, his cock surging into me. He ground his teeth together in pained pleasure, and hissed, “No matter what, you are mine.”
I sucked oxygen and nodded. “Keep fucking me like that, and I’ll be yours forever.”
He grinned, his blue cat eyes dark with heat. “I’ll fuck the hell out of you, precious Mina. Just tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”
His hips started thrusting, and my fingers gripped his flexing back muscles. The tiny grunts he made only caused me to become wetter as he pounded into me with vigor.
I pulled my legs up and grabbed my bouncing breasts, pinching my nipples as he filled me below. I screamed and arched back in blinding bliss. He was an angel. An angel sent to earth just to fuck me to oblivion.
Finn’s lips landed on mine, and he ravished every part he hadn’t explored yet. Tasting and licking. Biting and sucking. Finn purred that odd sound into my mouth, letting me know just how right our bodies were together.
He slipped his right hand down behind my body and grabbed a handful of my plentiful ass, lifting my body and positioning me a little differently. Then he altered his thrusts, grinding against me, while his cock pressed deep inside.
“Oh, Finn!” I screamed, pressing my hips against his. “More of that. More of that.”
His chuckle was breathless against my lips, biting my bottom lip hard. And he continued to grind and pound into my greedy pussy.
My body started to tremble beneath his. I grabbed onto his ass with both hands, shoving him even harder into me, my mind not my own as I tumbled into ecstasy.
Finn groaned against my cheek as my pussy milked his cock. “So fucking perfect.”
I fell…fell…fell…so damn hard into my orgasm bright colors flashed behind my closed eyelids. My body strained against his, only held in place by the strong shifter pounding his cock into me. Heat tickled my spine, and my body jerked against him repeatedly with each throb inside my core.
Finn pressed his mouth harder to my cheek, his mouth opening into a pleasured bellow as he slammed into me and held still. His cock pumped his hot cum into me, and his fingers dug into my flesh. His body twitched, and he groaned in satisfaction, his mouth sliding down to my ear.
His panting breaths were all I could hear as I came back to myself, twitching in the aftermath of the best orgasm I’d ever had.
He panted. “Under the pillow. Grab the knife.”
“Huh?” I mumbled, blinking my blurry eyes open.
“My knife is under the pillow. Grab it and prick my finger.” His head tipped back, his eyes back to normal blue human eyes. “I want you to test me. I won’t heal if you’re my mate.”
I stared into his excited face. “You really want me, don’t you?”
Post bliss eyes softened even further. “Yes.”
I nodded and lifted my head to kiss his cheek. “For what it’s worth, I hope I’m your mate too.”
Then I slid my hand up under the pillow beneath my head—very carefully. I found the small blade and grabbed the handle. When I lifted it, he pulled his right hand out from under my shoulder.
I pricked his thumb hard enough to make him bleed, and then dropped the knife next to us, watching as the blood swelled up.
Finn stuck his thumb in his mouth, licking off the crimson droplet, his eyes on mine. He kept his mouth wrapped around the digit for a full thirty seconds, never peering away from me—intent and hopeful. The white tiger gradually pulled his finger out of his mouth.
“Truth time,” he whispered.
We both stared at his thumb…waiting.
Waiting…
I sucked in a sharp breath.
A drop of blood started to form again.
Happiness rushed through my limbs.
“Oh…” I murmured in awe.
I turned my gaze from his finger to his eyes.
They were back to blue cat eyes.
And they were staring right into mine.
His nostrils flared, and he purred, “Mine.”