She leaned over me to whisper in my ear, “I can tease too.”
I growled as I grasped her arms, lifted her, and flipped her over. Her sweet laughter rang in my ears as I came down on top of her. Biting her lip, she lifted her arms over her head while she wiggled enticingly beneath me. My gaze latched on to her pert nipples, and I bent my head to suck one into my mouth.
Her fingers entwined in my hair as she held me close. “Mark me,” she whispered.
I sank my fangs into her breast, and she cried out as she arched beneath me. The sound and scent of her set off something wild in me, and I rested my hands on her thighs as I pushed them apart. She lifted her hips to me.
“I need you inside me,” she pleaded.
Unable to resist anymore, I thrust into her. Her tight wetness enveloped me, and I groaned against her breast as I buried myself inside her. For a second, I couldn’t move as everything in me became centered on her.
I could spend another thousand years making love to her and still never get used to the way she fit me so perfectly or the rightness of her in my arms. Her mouth nuzzled my cheek as she lifted her hips.
I licked her nipple before releasing her breast and kneeling between her thighs. She ran her hands down my chest, tracing every muscle there as her eyes followed her movements. When she reached the junction of where our bodies joined, she hesitated for a second before her hands fell away and her eyes met mine.
She locked her legs around my waist and dug her heels into my ass. She stared at me as she lifted herself and slid down my shaft again. Grasping her hips, I guided her movements while savoring every second of this. And then, she turned her head and sank her fangs into my arm. Her hips bucked against mine as her nails raked my flesh.
I felt something unraveling inside her, and it set off something in me that I couldn’t stop. I’d planned to take my time, but I couldn’t control myself. As I absorbed some of the sexual energy she released, I couldn’t think beyond simple words.
Need.
Claim.
Mine.
And when she bit me again, and I sank my fangs into her, we became almost animalistic as we fucked like it might be the last time. And then she was crying out as her sheath clenched around me and her head fell back. Unable to hold back anymore, I plunged into her and came so hard my whole body shuddered with the release.
I almost collapsed on top of her but managed to turn to the side before falling onto the bed and drawing her into my arms. Hooking my leg around hers, I locked her against me. I was never going to let her go.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Aisling
I was pleasantly sore after what I could only consider a thorough claiming from the man sleeping against my back. I didn’t think he meant to fall asleep, but his soft breaths stirred my hair, and I felt the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest.
Careful not to wake him, I wiggled around until I faced him. Relaxed in sleep, he looked five years younger, or maybe that was because he’d fed from me. I rested my hand against his cheek as his earlier words replayed in my mind.“I’m falling in love with you, Aisling.”
I’d opened my mouth to tell him I loved him, but the words froze in my throat. He’d said,I’m falling in love,notI’m in love with you.
It was such a small difference, but it seemed as big as the Grand Canyon considering Iwasin love with him. He’d stolen my heart, and I couldn’t leave myself vulnerable by letting him know that; instead, I’d remained silent while I took my need out on his body. And what a magnificent time it was.
I squirmed as recalling the details of what we did to each other aroused me again. I wanted to push Hawk back, climb on him, and take him once more, but I couldn’t stop staring at him as I ran my thumb over his full lips. I’d never yearned for anything as badly as the claiming heat of his mouth on mine while I branded myself onto every inch of him.
When I first realized I was bound to him, I’d considered screaming as I ran away. The idea of being tied to someone I didn’t know terrified me, but now that I knew him better, I couldn’t consider the idea of living without him. I was so in love with him that the idea of being enslaved by his kiss didn’t cause my legs to so much as twitch with the urge to run.
“The kiss of a canagh demon enslaves their lover,”I recalled him saying, but what if that lover was already lost to the canagh demon? Would it matter then?
I was insane for considering it, but could we spend an eternity dancing around each other’s mouths? A kiss would happen one day; either by accident or out of sheer frustration.
His lashes fluttered open as my thumb stilled on his lips before I leaned closer to him. He smelled of the earth and brownies, and his breath was sweet. When he turned his head away, I grasped his chin and pulled it back to me.
“Aisling—”
Before he could speak, I pressed my lips to his. He recoiled and knocked my hand away as he swung his feet to the floor; before he could get out of bed, I grasped his wrist to halt him. When he spun on me, rage filled his eyes.
“I won’t be responsible for destroying you!” he spat.
“This ismydecision to make.”And it might be the worst decision you ever make!
