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I looked around assessing any danger in the room. All was quiet. The last I remembered of the fight was me beheading the fourth vampire. It’s safe to assume the danger has passed, since we were asleep in my bed.
Which makes the current state with Chloe a bigger puzzle. Why is she semi-naked and straggling me? Did we have sex while I was unconscious? That would be a very bad thing because I wanted to memorize every fucking sound she made while I fucked her brains out.
But wait…our pants are on, even if my cock is rock hard and painfully confined. So, we didn’t have sex, though it’s not impossible. Cursing myself at the direction of my thoughts, I decided to take stock of the situation.
Testing the strength in my legs and right arm, I moved slightly. Chloe mumbled something about drivers and tits, then nuzzled deeper, sighing softly against my neck. I swallowed my groan and gently untangled her from my body. She settled on my side, still facing me but asleep.
The overwhelming feeling of protection took me by surprise. I would die for this woman. Giving my life to see Chloe safe would be an honor. I pinched the strand of hair on her face, and just that little touch seemed to give me a tiny bit more life than before. I had never felt such an intense feeling for anyone else. No wonder the mating bond was so legendary.
I pushed the strand gently away from her face when her eyes fluttered open. She blinked lazily, a radiant smile forcing her gorgeous face to glow.
“You’re awake,” she said, her hand cupping my cheek.
I drew circles on her bare shoulder with my thumb. The softness of her skin sent shivers down my spine. Was she this soft everywhere? Hopefully, I can find out soon.
“Care to explain why I woke up with your tits giving me a hard-on?” I teased, pointing at her chest while staring at the glorious blush of her cheeks.
She rushed to pull the blanket up, covering her beautiful body. “I had a theory,” she answered, shyly.
“Theory being even half-dead, you can get my cock hard?” I teased, wanting nothing more than to see her cheeks redden more.
She pushed at me playfully, hiding her face in the crook of my neck. “I think I should return to my condo. This definitely was a mistake,” she complained.
My body shook with laughter and let’s face it - pure joy of finding Chloe next to me, naked or not. “Sorry. No more naked jokes. Tell me about your theory.”
She peeked at me, and sensing my pathetic attempt at not laughing, she sat up still clutching the offending blanket to her chest.
“When my touch started your healing, I figured some more skin may accelerate it,” she murmured, blushing profusely. The deep red of her cheeks mirrored the plum color of her nipples. This shade is now my new favorite color.
“Are you telling me that you slowed an Archangel’s healing process by not getting fully naked with him? I could get you beheaded for this, miss,” I admonished her before bursting into laughter.
“Oh, you are such a brat,” Chloe exclaimed, throwing the pillow at me. I grabbed the pillow and threw it off to the side. Pulling her legs, I slipped her under me, my body poised over hers.
She laughed, tickled by my touch. As soon as she realized her blanket had slipped off, she gasped. Her nipples pebbled immediately, and I could feel them poking my chest.
I swallowed my groan, focusing instead on a quickly sobering face of my best friend.
“Why didn’t you tell me how important our mating was?” she whispered. Here was the friend that created that ache in my chest. The one who worried about me more than herself.
“I wanted you to accept the bond because you wanted to, not because I would die without it,” I responded, regretting the pain I put on her face. She opened her mouth to protest but I cut her off. “Before you deny it, let me tell you that’s exactly what you’d have done. And I would’ve doubted your love for me all my life.” I pushed loose strands of hair off her face. “I would rather choose death than always wonder if I’m worthy enough for your love.”
Her eyes shone bright and her chin quivered. “You were right about me being scared. I feared living in a world where I may lose you. And as if I conjured it into reality, you were in this room dying.” A visible shudder racked her body. “A forever life without you was living death, Raf. I would rather die a human than remain immortal without you by my side. That’s why I refused.”
“And now?”
Her breath trembled as she inhaled deeply. When she glanced at me, my heart stopped as anticipation built in me. “Now I know what a life without you would look like. I would rather give us both a chance than fight this blessing that the goddess gifted us.”
I swallowed, a relief like no other warming me up. Cupping her face, I memorized this moment. “My mate,” I said. She drew in a sharp breath and I gazed at her mouth. I brushed her lips with my thumb, opening them up for me. Leaning in, I licked her lower lip. Her sweet, heady scent hit me and I pushed my tongue in. She closed her mouth around me and our tongues danced, slowly but surely learning from each other. Our kiss deepened. If I had the ability to think clearly, I would say it felt life-altering, a shift in my heart that I could practically see happening but had no time to analyze. All I could think of was how good she feels and how right it feels to have her in my arms.
My fingers grazed her shoulder, tracing the deep hollow at the base of her neck. She shuddered as my hand moved lower over the swell of her breast before I pinched the hard pebble of her nipple. She moaned deeply in my mouth and kissed harder. I moved my attention to the other nipple, and she broke the kiss to catch a breath while I pinched the nub. Circling her arms around my neck, she pulled me back to her again and I took the opportunity to lick the soft skin under her ear which drew another delicious sound from her. I could never have enough of this, I knew.
As greedy as I was to touch her more, my more pressing need was to rid her of her clothes. Untangling myself rather reluctantly, I unzipped her pants, and tugged them off her long legs at an impressive speed. She laid on my bed, almost naked. Her hair fanned above her head, as her chest rose and fell as greedily as mine did. Her nipples were hard, inviting me to suck them. I let my eyes wander all over the luscious curve of her waist and the tempting as fuck lace panty of her between her thighs. It has a rather large wet spot. She was gorgeous and all mine. I swallowed, controlling my urge to fuck her right there, claiming her. I wanted everyone to know that she was mine and only mine. I pulled off my pants, and underwear without taking my eyes off her inviting pussy. It was her soft gasp that broke my focus. She was gazing at my cock, desire clear on her face.
“You want this in you, babe?” I asked, roughly.
“I don’t think I could take you, Raf,” she said, shyly.
I stroked her leg, her inner thigh and parted her slightly. I groaned as her scent got stronger. Pulling her panty aside, I rubbed her wet core with a finger. She buckled, her upper body off the bed.
