“I’ll always be here for you,” I growl, pressing my body against hers. Her breasts push against my chest, soft and giving. “You’ll never be able to get away from me.” I spread her legs apart, my eyes rolling to the back of my head from how good she smells.
Moving her wrists into one hand, I keep her trapped, needing the freedom to explore the beautiful canvas of her body.
“This time will not be easy,” I warn.
“Who said I wanted easy?” Nariko challenges through chattering teeth, her chin lifted in defiance.
Even in pain, she has to sass me.
There’s so much I have planned for her body. So much I want to do to her, to taste and devour, but the need to be inside her is too powerful.
In fast movements, I pick her up by her thighs and wrap her legs around my waist. Bending down, I lick the sweat dripping between her breasts, my fangs gliding against her soft skin. Her sweat bursts against my taste buds, the flavor of her salt causing me to moan.
My cock presses against her entrance. She’s soaked, her slick coating me so I can easily slide inside her. My hand wraps around the back of her neck, my claws healed and pinching into her skin. My other hand grasps her muscular thigh.
“Oakley,” she whisper-moans my name, tilting her head to the side.
Her body’s natural response to me is silent permission, allowing me to feed.
No more fighting. No more uncertainty. Whatever challenges are ahead, we will face together.
Now, it’s time to give in.
I suck the flesh on her neck while kneading her breast that fits perfectly in my palm, tweaking her beaded nipple between my claws.
Nariko arches her back, her nails scratching across my shoulders with every lick and pluck I give.
Lightning flashes outside, the rain pouring with fury, matching the energy running through my soul for my mate. My tongue flattens along her jugular vein, wanting to feel it pulse with every beat of her beautiful, untamed heart.
Her heat drips on the floor, matching the pace of the rain. Fuck, I can’t wait to fall to my knees and drink her down.
She’s the storm I’ve been preparing for my entire life, changing how I view the entire world, forcing me to rebuild everything I thought I knew.
And it’s time to make her mine.
Without warning, I sink my fangs into her in tandem with filling her with every inch. She takes all eight to the hilt as thunder booms outside. Nariko calls out, her nails digging into my flesh so hard that the scent of my blood fills the air.
I growl into her throat, her blood filling my mouth in red, delicious waves.
My body becomes stronger with every swallow, finally giving me what I need. With another drag, Nariko’s muscles tighten around my cock, her orgasm sweetening her blood.
“Oh, fuck! Oakley! Oh god,” she moans. “Yes, just like that. Don’t stop. Give me more. I want more of you. You feel so fucking good. I love how big and thick you are. You’d better give me everything I need, or I will take it from you.” Her heels dig into my lower back with every hard, punishing thrust I give her.
I retract my fangs, not wanting to take too much before I give her my blood. After that, she’ll be able to feed me for as long as I need, with how quickly she will regenerate it.
Licking my claim free of red, I watch in awe as my bite scars over.
It’s permanent.
She’s fucking mine.
And that’s all it takes for the rut to take over.
I slide out of her, and she tries to hold on to me in protest.
“No, don’t go. I need?—”
“—I know what you need.” I kiss her plump lips, delving my tongue in her mouth, sweeping it across in hopes she can taste the nectar that has given me life again.
