“Say it,” he repeated. “Say it or I’ll stop.”
“Yes! Yes!” she cried out.
“Yes,what?” he growled, adding a third finger and she damn near came off the bed.
“Luke!”
“Say. It.” He commanded, pride and satisfaction pumping through his veins as he watched his mate come undone.
“I’m beautiful,” she cried. “I’m beautiful!”
“Good girl,” he purred. “Now come on my fingers, I have a meal to enjoy.”
Her pussy clenched around his fingers. With three more thrusts, she came, gripping the sheets and crying out in her pleasure. The sound undid him. It unlocked something in his soul that turned him ravenous, and instead of letting her catch her breath, his mouth claimed her core. He kept rubbing her clit in circles, felt the shivers in her spine as she tried to come down from her high, but he wouldn’t let her. He pulled his fingers to the tips of her lips, spreading her, and before she could formulate a question he licked between her folds.
She mewed. Her back arched again as he started his feast, keeping his tongue flat as he slid up and down her pussy lips, tasting them both. She was fucking delicious, like cherries and sugared peaches, and it made him lose all control. He spread her legs further, lifted them over his shoulders and grasped her hips, then he slid his tongue inside of her. She jerked underneath him, and her cries filled the air as he ate her like a starved man.
Luke wasn’t satisfied when she came on his lips for the third time in a row, nor when he sucked her clit, slid his fingers back inside of her, and then pierced the flesh of her thigh to drink her blood. Nothing filled him or satisfied his hunger until he knelt between her legs, lined his cock up with her entrance, and thrust home. Only then did he feel complete. Everything before was just the appetizer, but this, here, being inside of his mate where he could take her over and over again was the only thing that sated the beast within him. Here, with his mate’s arms around him, her heart beating just as fast as his own, her pussy milking his cock, he felt whole.
Words bubbled out of his throat, things he’d longed to say to her. “Marry me,” he moaned against her neck as he thrust harder inside of her.
“Yes!” she shouted without even a moment’s hesitation, and it only served to heighten his own pleasure.
He moaned her name. His hands gripped her thighs, spreading and raising them higher as he fit himself deeper inside of her, wishing he could become one with her. “Baby, I’m going to fill you.”
Her nails dug into her skin as she moaned, as she fucking begged for it.“Please!”
Luke groaned. He didn’t stop until he was so deep he was pushing against her cervix. His hand fell to her stomach as he said again, “I’m going to fill you up. I’m going to breed you. I want you pregnant with my child. I want you … I wanteverythingwith you.”
“Yes!” she moaned, and nodded as if she was trying to make him understand. “Yes, Luke!” She gasped as he hit a new spot in her that had her quivering underneath him, so he did it again. “Luke, yes! Everything. I w-want everything. Oh God! I love you!”
Her confession spurred him. Luke was going so hard, so deep, losing himself so thoroughly in her that he didn’t trust himself not to break her. He took her hands and pinned them to the headboard with his own as he kept moving inside her. In time with his thrusts, the headboard slammed against the wall so hard that it creaked. Then the wood splintered and part of the bed broke, tilting them to the side.
He kept going, and the new position drove Johanna fucking wild. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and he was lost, just like her. His fangs broke into the skin of her neck as he drank her blood. It flowed into his mouth, the taste like ambrosia, and when she came around him he swore he’d been blessed. The walls of her pussy tightened around his cock, dragging him under, and he roared out his release. Streams of come shot into her and he kept thrusting, his movements jerky and uneven but enough to draw another orgasm out of his mate. The feeling had him emptying his balls inside of her until he collapsed, broken apart like a shattered vase and put back together with her as the glue.
And just like that, he knew he would never be the same, and he never wanted to be again. Life before her had been a lie. Now there was only Johanna—his sunflower, his stars, his moon, the center of his universe—and the future they would make together, a future that he would spend the rest of his long days cherishing just as much as he cherished her.
CHAPTER 16
Luke hugged Johanna to his side and the smile she gave him blew his heart apart. The venue Dani and Greg had picked for their engagement party was beautiful, as was the love that was so clearly shared between not only the two of them, but everyone in attendance.
But none of it held a candle to his mate.
She looked gorgeous in her black halter top gown that had quickly become his favorite, due to the slit that ran up to her thigh. The opening gave him easy access—which he’d already taken advantage of before they left the house—and based on the way Johanna was looking at him, he’d be taking advantage of it again before they got home.
They approached Dani and Greg and exchanged hugs with them.
“Congratulations, you two!” Johanna said, nodding to Dani’s slightly rounded belly and the diamond glittering on her finger.
Dani looked from her to Luke and smirked. “I’d say congratulations are in store for the two of you too. It’s about damn time.”
“Dani!” Johanna said with a laugh.
Luke wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled Johanna to his side. “Don’t bother, love. She gets a kick out of this.”
“Of course I do, especially when I’m right,” Dani said and they all shared a laugh.
Luke bent down to Dani’s stomach and gently patted her belly. “How’s my niece or nephew?”
