His eyes burned a brighter gold when he lifted his head to look at me. “Hold onto me.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I turned my face into him and inhaled his fiery scent. He released the shredded sheets. I watched in amazement as his claws retracted before he seized my hips and plunged the rest of the way into me. I cried out, and my nails dug into his neck as my teeth sank into his shoulder. His body rocked against mine when he felt my teeth; his fingers dug into the flesh of my hips.
There was pain as he stretched and filled me, but having him inside of me also felt so right that tears burned my eyes, and I couldn’t move away from him. I had come home; I’d found where I would always belong, in his arms, withhim. I’d never experienced anything like the overwhelming emotions stealing through me.
The sparks shooting from my fingers slid down to my wrist and spread out across his bronzed skin. The golden-white fire of those sparks spread over his slick, thickly muscled back and lit his tattoos in a way that made them seem to come to life and move over his flesh.
His breath was heavy against my shoulder, and his body quaked as he pushed forward against me again. “I have to,” he groaned in my ear as he withdrew from me before plunging in again. “I can’t hold back, not anymore, River.”
“Don’t,” I moaned even as my body tried to recoil from the feeling of physical discomfort within it. I grabbed his ass again, kneading his flesh as I drew him deeper into me. “I want all of you, more.”
His hands clasped my face when he withdrew and thrust into me again.
CHAPTER 36
Kobal
Easy, easy,I kept telling myself as the urge to possess her, to drive relentlessly into her warm, willing body swelled within me. The tight, wet muscles of her sheath clenching me were nearly my undoing as her hips began to rise and fall beneath me once more. She looked radiant and angelic as the sparks firing from her hands bathed her face in a golden glow.
So amazing. I’d never felt anything like her, never experienced such control and yet an utter lack of it. She could be my undoing and I’d welcome every second of it.
Her eyes were dazed with passion when they fluttered open to meet mine; her fingers dug into my ass as her hips rocked against me. My fangs extended when I slid my hands over her face and bent my head to kiss her. I had no restraint over them right now, which was something that had never happened to me before, at least not during sex. I always kept them carefully leashed when I was with another, but there was no keeping anything leashed with River. Her tongue swirled over them in an erotic way that nearly caused me to come right then.
Don’t hurt her.
Bite her! Claim her!
The opposing needs to keep from hurting her and to sink my fangs into her and mark her as mine battled within me. I tried to ease back, but she wouldn’t let me slow down and savor her. My restraint unraveling further, I drove more vigorously into her body. A body made for sin, a body made forme.
Her head fell back, and excited pants escaped her as her back arched. My eyes latched onto her perfect breasts and pert, dusky nipples. Bending my head, I took one of them into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the bud and sucking upon it—an action that drove her wild as she writhed beneath me.
One of her hands slid up my back, and her fingers threaded through my hair. She cried out when my fangs scraped over her flesh, drawing blood that I tenderly licked away. The taste of her blood and the sensation of breaking her skin caused my body to shudder. A possessive growl tore from me as that primitive instinct stirred again and the last of my control started to shred.
Mine!
Releasing her breasts, I scraped my fangs over her skin toward her neck.
“More!” she begged.
That plea was my complete downfall. Grasping her hips, I drove into her with a frenzy bordering on insanity. I found myself doing the one thing I’d never been tempted to do in my lengthy existence. My fangs sank into her shoulder, and I clamped down. I expected her to scream or beat at me when they pierced her flesh. Instead, she became more unrestrained as she met each one of my thrusts.
I kept her pinned beneath me. Her fingers entangled in my hair, holding me close against her as I forever marked her as mine to any demon who saw her.
I released my hold on her shoulder before sinking my fangs into her neck. Out of control, all I tasted and felt was her blood on my tongue and her muscles gripping my cock. I moved to her other shoulder, biting down and pinning her again.
Her fingers raked the skin of my back, drawing blood. Her head turned into my shoulder as her lips skimmed back so I could feel her small teeth against my flesh before they bit down on me until my skin broke.
Such a little demon, marking her territory.
I was more than happy to be marked by her as the scream she released was muffled by my flesh. I felt a growing, heavy sensation in my sac as semen flooded forth. I’d suspected she might be my Chosen, but with the claiming mark and the pressure-filled feeling of semen rising up my shaft, I knew it was true.
I’d never experienced this sensation before; it was overwhelming in its newness as I held back from spilling within her. I desperately needed release from this pressure, but I would make sure she found hers first.
Lifting her hips, I slid my thumb between our bodies to rub her clit as I drove her up and down on me. Her cry of ecstasy was muffled against my flesh as her nails dug into my back and she bit deeper. The muscles of her sheath constricted so forcefully around me from her orgasm that they wrenched my semen from me.
Throwing my head back, I bellowed in possession as I came into her in a stream that seemed to go endlessly on as my body was wracked by the new sensations of this deeper, more potent release. I didn’t care if the whole town heard me; they would all know she was mine. Her climaxing muscles continued to grasp me within her delectable body, milking more semen from my body until she collapsed beneath me.
Gathering her within my arms, I pulled her against my chest and withdrew from her as I rolled to the side with her. She sprawled limply across my chest, her fingers trailing over my shoulder toward her bite mark. I felt her smile against my flesh. Holding her close against me, I inhaled the scent of me all over her mingled with our sex and blood on the air.
