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“Damn it, Faith, behave…”

“You want me to change my nature?”

“I want you to let me off the hook here, not drive me wild until I make sure…” she thrust her hips upwards and took his cock as deep as she could.

The sound that came from Mick’s lips was a cross between agony and ecstasy.

“Did I hurt you?” she asked.

“Baby, I’m fighting one hell of a battle to stay in control here…” Mick practically begged her for some understanding.

“Word to the wise,” Faith offered him another wicked grin. “Stop fighting.”

Mick thrust his cock to the hilt, and her head craned back on her neck against the mattress as the sweetest damn sound that he’d ever heard caught in her throat.

He cursed hard and dragged his hips back, taking her again, and again, and again, watching her large breasts bouncing with each thrust, until he couldn’t take it a moment longer.

The fever to have her body come around his cock was burning through his blood. He scooped her up from the bed, rocked back onto his heels as her legs wrapped around his hips, and he fisted her hair, yanking her head back on her neck so he had her lips right where he needed them, and kissed her until her head spun.

Mick’s cock devoured her. With every long thrust, he hit home and made her inner muscles tighten around him. The friction was delicious and heady, making the need for the next release claw inside of her mind and body.

Faith gave herself up to him. Trusted him to take her where she needed to go, and he wasn’t about to disappoint her.

Mine…

Mick could feel her inner muscles tightening around his cock, making him work harder with every thrust. His beast was just under the surface; it bayed to be released from the cage that he’d locked it in.

His mate was close. He ran his tongue down her neck and over her shoulder to where he needed to place his mark. He could feel her hands at his back, her fingernails pressing into his flesh, and he allowed his beast to push forward.

Mick’s fangs locked in place and the need to bite clawed within him like a fever that wouldn’t break. Then he felt her body tense with expectation and a heartbeat later she was lost to the ravenous waves of the orgasm that swept from her womb and filled every inch of her.

Mick bit down fast. His razor sharp fangs cut through her flesh, and her blood flowed over his tongue.

His wolf howled within him, reaching for her very soul and finding a welcome home.

Mick savored the final taste of her that he needed. Like a jigsaw puzzle; all of the pieces were there, but one. He needed to spill his seed within her womb and make their bond complete.

Mick released his fangs and used the last of his sane mind to clean and seal the wound into her flesh. His mark – she was his, and he was hers, and nobody had better mess with that.

The hardest thing that he’d ever had to do in his life was to pull his cock from inside of her, but he pushed up to his knees and did just that. He unwrapped her body from around his and turned her on the bed.

The sight of his mate on her hands and knees sent him wild. The curve of her back, the full hips, and the curvy cheeks of her backside beckoned him on.

He fisted his cock in one hand, held her in place with the other against her hip, and thrust deep inside of her. Her back arched, her head came up, and she moaned with pleasure and need.

Mick let his wild side out. His muscles strained as he took her back and forth on his hard cock, from the bulbous head to the hilt, in thrusts that made her flesh quiver as his hips met her backside, over and over, as the fever clawed within his soul.

He reached for her, wrapping one large arm around her waist and dragging her back against him. Faith arched her spine and stuck her backside out, taking him as deep as she could with every thrust.

Need clawed inside of her too. The friction of his cock inside of her made her already sensitive body beg for more, beg for another orgasm, and he had her climbing high and fast towards that goal.

“Mine…” Mick growled against her ear.

His beast was dominant in his voice, and something inside of her felt that basic instinct to be tamed kick in. She wasn’t fire right then, she was ice, and against the heat of her mate, she melted, giving him what he needed.

Mick’s head strained back on his neck as his thrusts became erratic. He searched for his release and found it the moment that her body came undone around his length, sucking the seed from deep within him with the hard clench and release of her inner muscles.

Mick felt the rumble start within his chest, catch in his throat, but the moment that his seed hit her womb, that howl exploded from his lips.

He thrust deep and spilled inside of her, over and over, unending in the pleasure that took every inch of him until he had nothing left to give.

They panted like wildlings as he took her down to the mattress and protectively wrapped his body around hers.

His mate, forever.

 

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“Three down and one to go,” Jason offered his mate a wolfish grin, and he watched her eye him with caution for a long moment.

“Two.”

“Huh?” Jason frowned.

His mind might have taken a quick detour around every insanely dirty thought that he’d ever had, but he didn’t believe he’d missed that much of the conversation.

“You’re forgetting the vampires.” Jeannie offered him a smug smile.

“You wanna wait until the vampires mate?” Jason asked.

“Ok,” she shrugged.

“Maybe they already have,” Jason offered back and watched a frown start on her forehead.

“But how are we to know?” Jeannie offered back, watching to see if he was going to make his move across the small divide that she’d initiated when he’d gotten too close.

“Phone, email, telepathy…” he shrugged.

“I’ll take your last suggestion, and you can work on that. Let me know how it goes,” Jeannie chuckled as she turned to walk away, but his fingers closed around her wrist and he yanked her back towards him, throwing her off balance, and making her hands palm his chest for stability.

Now he had her where he wanted her. Up close and pressed against the length of his body.

Jason saw her eyes flare and heard a small catch in her throat.

“Already done, they mated, our turn,” He grinned.