“I think I am.” His eyes drop to his fist as if testing the strength in his paw.
“Did I say that out loud?” I ask, leaning back slightly to look at him.
“No, you didn’t.”
Can you hear my thoughts?
“I feel the confusion,” he replies.
What?
“I can’t feel yours, though,” I say. “Shouldn’t things like that be mutual? Since... our souls...”
“I don’t know... Elder Aïna never mentioned anything like this.” Theron’s voice is strained as he pulls me close. His pulse is wild, matching the frantic rhythm of mine.
My body moves on its own, instinct taking over. I climb onto him, my knees resting on his powerful thighs. Control is slipping through my fingers. I’m at mylimit.
Theron’s snout brushes over my breasts, his cold, wet nose teasing my skin. His arms tighten around my lower back to hold me against him as my arousal slicks down my inner thighs and pools on his.
A small gasp escapes my lips as his fangs trace along my ribs, sending a shiver down my entire body.
Then, he sinks them in, piercing my skin. The sting draws a cry from me. “Why??—”
Before I can finish, his tongue glides over the fresh wound, lapping up the blood as it trickles down my side. “Your blood is so sweet,” he murmurs against me.
I feel dizzy, whatever is happening to me pulls me under. With a grin and hooded eyes, I grab the styled fur on his head and pull him back. “Is it?”
He hums in agreement, and only now do I notice that the red marks on his chest don’t paint my skin. I should be a mess right now.Why does it even matter?I wonder with a chuckle.
“Your soul is light,” Theron says with a half smile before he returns to teasing my chest with his tongue.
Pleasure overtakes me, and I lean my head back, barely able to hold on to him.
His impossibly hard cock is trapped between his stomach and my muscles. I will finally know what it feels like to have him inside me.
I don’t know why, but I’m bold tonight. Is it because of my crystals? Is it because I feel so powerful I could break a table myself?
I meet his beautiful eyes, then slide my hands down to his chest and gently push him back. Without hesitation, Theron complies, leaning back on his elbows. His gaze is intense, hooded, and majestic.
He is just so unbelievably majestic.
My navel presses against his hard shaft when I lean forward. The heat between us is overwhelming. Nuzzling his jaw, I plant small kisses along his snout, each one longer and softer than the last. The need to consume him, to have every part of him, pulses through me. Theron nuzzles me back, and my head swims, as though I’ve downed an entire bottle of ale in one gulp.
We shift together, rolling to our sides on the wooden floor, tangled in each other. I lie between the roses I grew, the soft petals caressing my skin as his arms wrap around me. He nips at my neck and leaves a trail of tingling pleasure. Along with my own dripping arousal, I feel his warm drops falling between my thighs.
Our most intimate parts are so close it makes my breath hitch.
Theron moves even closer, until his powerful body presses against mine as he takes my thigh in his giant paw, lifts it higher, and opens me farther to him.
With my leg resting on his waist, his shaved claws tease my entrance. A whimper escapes me as he slides the tip of his finger inside, achingly slow. It’s not the first time he’s done this, but I still feel exposed, vulnerable in a way that makes my pulse race. Before my thoughts can spiral, Theron pushes deeper, and my back arches.
A gasp slips from my lips, my eyes squeezing shut.
“Eyes on me, my mate,” Theron murmurs, his voice deep and raspy.
I force my eyes open to meet his.
Goddesses, he’s so demanding.
