Kerr’s cabin

“Welcome home, Ammy.” Kerr turned a corner. His log home stood in a small clearing. “Our home, baby.”

Just holding her in his arms, inhaling her sweet, feminine musk, had him as hard as a steel pike. His heart pounded until his chest ached as anticipation built. He couldn’t believe he’d finally reached this point in life—soon he’d mark the woman meant to be his.

He looked down at his little witch. Her expression was serene. Touching her mind, he found excitement and … still a bit of trepidation, even after assuring her the pain would be fleeting.

“Ammy, all my instincts are telling me to claim you fully, but,” he gave her a gentle squeeze, “you’re nervous.”

He blew out a troubled breath. His inner cat snarled and scratched at any thought of delaying the bite. But Ammy’s emotional well-being came above everything else. “So, maybe we should wait on the marking. Tonight can be all about giving you pleasure, showing you how good it can be between us.”

“No. What I mean is… I want your bite.” Ammy looked him in the eyes. Her magic reached through their connection and stroked his inner cat, soothing it. “But those nerves you sense… it’s just”—she lowered her head and blushed—“sex has never been all that great for me before.”

“Oliver explained. Those douches were selfish, darlin’. I’m not.” He stepped onto the porch and sat on the porch swing, settling her on his lap. “We’re soul mates. The Goddess meant for us to be together, so the sex will always be good.” He hesitated, then decided for full disclosure.

“Kerr?” She stroked his tense jaw. “You’re tense. What is it?”

He held her face for a kiss. “I promise to give you pleasure, but, baby, Shifter sex can sometimes be rough and fast. I can’t promise to go slow this first time. But all you have to do is tell me to slow down or stop. And I will, because I never want to hurt you… ever.”

Ammy’s body shuddered and her eyes dilated with arousal. “I won’t break—and I think I’ll like it fast and hard… from you.” She nipped his chin with her sharp little teeth. “Just thinking about you making love to me has me crazy hot and wet for your bite. We can always go slow, later.” She whispered across his lips, “You will be up for more than once a night, right?”

“With you? Once will never be enough.” He possessed her lips, thrusting his tongue rhythmically, claiming her mouth as he’d soon take her pussy.

Ammy twined her arms around his neck and held on, matching him kiss for kiss.

Kerr broke away first and panted, catching his breath. “We need to take this inside, or I’ll be mating you on the porch.”

“Okay.” Ammy tugged his lips back to hers.

“Maybe later I can introduce you to the wonder of outdoor sex, but not this time, baby. You deserve a bed.”

“So we can break it?” She grinned, an eyebrow arched. “I mean, I need to match Zelda for bragging rights, right?”

Kerr threw back his head and shouted with laughter. “Yeah, baby. Let’s go get you something to brag about.” He stood and entered the house.

As he strode through the open concept living and kitchen area toward the first-level master bedroom, Ammy licked and sucked on his nipples while running her fingers through his chest hair.

“Sweet Jesus, darlin’, you need to stop that.” His cat snarled, What the fuck you say? “I’m holding on by a thread here. I really want to try to go slow this first time.”

“I like your chest.” Ammy licked the depression at the base of his throat. “And I told you I’m not afraid of you taking me fast.”

Stopping by the side of his bed, he placed her on the mattress, removed her shoes, and stripped off her jeans and panties. Then he lay down next to her. Brushing worshipful kisses over her forehead, the tip of her nose, and over her lips. “I promise on my soul … my life … I will cherish, honor, and love you every day until we go on to the Next Adventure.”

* * *

Kerr’s words resonated in her soul and brought tears of happiness to her eyes. His touch as he cuddled her breasts and gently teased her nipples made her feel beautiful, precious.

“I love you, Kerr. Meeting you is the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me.” Amethyst rubbed a hand over his chest. His heart beat fast … for her. She was so ready for his lovemaking.

She already felt as if she’d come home. Like him, his house was warm and welcoming and real. She could make a family here. While, at first, she might miss her job, she wouldn’t miss Arse-on-Wharfe; it hadn’t felt like home for a long time, not since her father had died. Mildred had never tried to make a good home life for her daughters.

Amethyst would never use her children to further her own goals.

Kerr had moved on from her breasts, slowly kissing his way down her torso to her stomach. As always, he seemed to be in touch with her thoughts and feelings. The mental and emotional intimacy made her shiver with happiness while his physical touch had her aching for completion.

“You’ll be a wonderful mother,” he whispered against her belly button. “Unlike yours, who doesn’t deserve another second of your time.”

“Let’s make a deal.” Amethyst ran her fingers through his thick hair as he pressed sucking kisses over her mons. “Let’s keep Mildred out of our bedroom.”

“Deal.” Kerr turned his face slightly and teethed her inner thigh.

The little bite of pain shot straight to her clit. She inhaled and moaned. If she got any hotter, she’d spontaneously combust. Where was the fast and hard he promised?

Sitting up, Amethyst pushed him onto his back and then stretched along his side, with her leg over his thighs holding him in place. “My turn, luv. You were taking too long.”

Kerr threw back his head and laughed. “Go for it, baby.”

She did, first, by giving him back some of his own teasing by taking his long, thick cock into one hand and cuddling his heavy balls with the other.

“Damn, that feels good.” Kerr’s eyes gleamed fiery green as he watched her fondle him. He leaned over and took her lips. His kiss was wild, hungry, and she wanted more.

Kerr let out a tortured groan.

Amethyst loved giving him pleasure. Loved the fact being with her made him happy. She touched his mind and found she could catch his thoughts. He fought his beast for control—and wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep the leash on his cat’s instinct to claim his mate.

“Let go, Kerr.” Fisting his cock, she stroked him. “I promise I won’t break.”

His nostrils flaring and his pupils dilating, he made a chuffing sound. His tone strained, he muttered, “You’ve got less than five seconds to tell me what you need before I ravish you.”

Amethyst lay on her back. “I need you.” She arched, thrusting her breasts up, and then slowly widened her thighs. His laser-intense stare moved away from her breasts and fixed on her very wet pussy.

Kerr knee-walked between her legs, then bent over and inhaled. His tongue tasted the air, then he turned his head and licked one inner thigh. He purred, a rough sound that vibrated over Amethyst’s skin, raising every hair. As he kissed, licked, and nipped his way up her thigh, the air around them turned electric like right before a storm hit. When he reached the crease where her thigh joined her pussy, he paused and nuzzled.

Abruptly, he pulled back. His chest heaved. His every muscle, tense.

Amethyst moaned and reached to pull him back. “Kerr, I ache. Make it stop.”

“Eventually.” Kerr leaned in and nipped the lower part of her belly, right above the little triangle of dusky curls she’d left above her bare labia. “But first, I want you crazed with need for me.”

Amethyst wasn’t sure how much needier she could handle. Her clit throbbed. Her pussy was drenched. And… “I feel empty and need you to fill me up.”

Kerr grinned. “Planning on it, baby.” Then he proceeded to educate her on what orgasms should feel like.

* * *

One-and-a-half hours later

A very sweaty Amethyst lay, bonelessly, among disheveled, damp sheets as Kerr finally nudged the purpled head of his cock into the swollen opening of her pussy and stopped.

“Kerr, no-o-o, please … I need you inside me.” She tried to move to impale herself on the steel pipe between his legs, but he held her in place. He couldn’t be so cruel to withhold his cock yet again.

For what had seemed like hours—and five orgasms that she could remember—Kerr used his mouth, teeth, and fingers to bring her to a peak, held her there, then took her over … again and again and again. She swore her bones had turned to jelly.

“Look at me, Ammy.” She raised bleary eyes to his. Denial hadn’t been easy on him, either. His hair was sweaty and lay around his face and neck in thick waves. Every muscle in his body was taut with the extreme control he’d exerted.

“Why?” She smoothed a hand over the muscles in his forearm. “Why make both of us wait?”

“Because I want you to remember only the pleasure.” He grasped her hips, lifted them, then thrust his cock home.

“Bloody hell.” Amethyst arched off the bed. Her body spasmed around his thickness as another orgasm swept over her.

Then Kerr moved—fast, push-pulls, each one stroking her clit, already sensitized from all the previous pleasure. Yet another orgasm began to build.

Kerr shifted one arm behind her back to pull her torso up even as he held her hips steady with one hand for his powerful thrusts. “Arms around my neck, darlin’, and hold on tight. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride.”

Amethyst laughed and held on.

Kerr peppered kisses over her face, her lips, and on down her neck. As her orgasm built, across their connection, she sensed his own climb to completion. His pleasure fed off hers and cycled it back to her. Their pleasure grew exponentially.

Amethyst arched her neck. Kerr moaned and nuzzled the juncture of her shoulder and neck, then licked and teethed it. The sensations made her need to come even more urgent.

“Kerr … now … make me yours … now,” she whispered against the side of his head, then bit his ear lobe.

Kerr roared and gave her his bite.

Not even the previous orgasms could’ve prepared her for this one. Stars. Comets. Supernovas. Nothing on Earth could compare to the infinite pleasure that followed the single sharp bite of pain.

Floating on a sea of sensations, tethered to Earth only by her mate’s arms, Amethyst discovered the part of her soul she’d never known was missing.