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Tegan reached up one hand and slid it through the back of his hair, as she tipped her head back. Zaandr’s eyes were molten black as he tangled his hands in her hair and held her head in place.
“Tegan,” he rasped, “what are you doing?”
“I want you.” Her voice wobbled. “I want all of you.”
His gaze was intense as he searched hers. “Do you know what you’re saying? Do you know what this will mean?”
She knew it would feel incredible. If it felt a fraction as good as touching him did, she was in, and she didn’t care what happened afterward.
“You must care.” His deep voice was insistent as his gaze slid from her eyes to her mouth. “You must know that there will be no going back, no retreating once we are mind mates.”
Mind mates. She’d never heard of that, but if it meant being even closer with Zaandr, then she wanted it. “I won’t want to go back. I don’t ever want to go back to emptiness and fear.”
“You are not thinking,” he insisted. “You are intoxicated with pleasure.”
“Good. Thinking has gotten me nothing but loneliness.” She nipped at his skin. “This is much better.”
He bit his bottom lip as she felt his own hunger for her crash over them both, his last shred of resistance wavering as the muscles in the side of his jaw trembled. “Tegan,” he managed to grit out. “I cannot resist you.”
She bestowed a wicked grin on him as she yanked his head so that his lips were brushing hers. “I don’t want you to resist me. I want you to take me.”
His grip on her hair tightened, and he crashed his mouth to hers. As delicious as his skin had been, his mouth was even more intoxicating. Tegan moaned as he parted her lips, his tongue swirling with hers in a sensuous dance. He slid his hands down her body, gripping her hips and hoisting her up until she could hook her legs around his waist.
She was vaguely aware of him walking them to the bed as they kissed, but her entire body throbbed with desire, and her head swam from the torrent of his dominant thoughts melding with hers, making rational thought impossible. When her back sank into something soft, she groaned into his mouth and arched into him.
Zaandr finally tore his lips from hers, panting as he peered down at her. He was bracing his body above hers as she lay under him on the bed. Even though she could still feel his primal need, he held her gaze in question. He knew she’d never given herself to anyone before, and he was hesitating.
Tegan put her hands on both sides of his face as her chest heaved. “I want this. I want you.” Then she nibbled the edge of her bottom lip. “I need you inside me.”
He closed his eyes for a beat and shuddered. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. More, even. His primal hunger was like a drumbeat reverberating through both of them as he pulled wildly at her clothing and growled.
Tegan lifted her arms so he could wrench her shirt off and wiggled her hips when he yanked down her pants, not caring that their desire was so insistent and frenzied. When her clothes were discarded, she sat up and tugged frantically at the waistband of his pants until she jerked it down far enough to release his cock.
She sucked in a breath when she saw it. Thick, long, and with raised rings down the length of it, it jutted proudly from his body. Her mouth went dry at the sheer size of it, as she brushed her fingers across the crown and was met with silky slickness.
A tortured groan escaped from Zaandr’s lips as his gaze tracked her fingers, then he looked up at her, his gaze hot and needy. He let his gaze travel down her naked body, his grasp on control tenuous as one word dominated his thoughts. Mine.
Tegan opened her legs, so he could drag one finger through her slickness as his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. She coiled one hand around the back of his neck, pulling his head down so that her lips teased the tip of his pointed ear. “Then take what’s yours, Dothvek.”
With a roar, he notched his cock at her opening and plunged into her with a single, hard stroke, taking her breath and filling her so that she was finally whole.
Chapter
Thirteen
Zaandr clenched his teeth hard as he held himself inside Tegan, her tight heat squeezing his cock so hard he was afraid the pleasure might stop his heart. He caught her mouth with his, kissing her softly and muffling her moans. Her hips twitched as her body stretched to take all of him, but despite the overwhelming urge to move, he held himself until her urgent movements stopped. The pounding need that had beat into him before had softened when he’d entered her, and now he felt the shock of her pain melt into pleasure.
He broke their kiss, touching his forehead to hers. “You are mine.”
She made an unintelligible sound that he knew was her agreement. It didn’t matter. Their fates were sealed, even if she did decide to fight him or run from him. She never could. Tegan was his. Their minds and bodies were one, and they would forever belong to each other.
Even as she opened her legs wider and arched her hips into him, she didn’t fully know what she was giving, but he would take it. He would take all of it as he claimed her as his.
Tegan curled her arms around his back, and her fingers traced the ridges along his spine before she reached his ass and dug her fingers into it.
He hissed out a groan. “You don’t want it slow?”
She shook her head, her eyes wild.
