“I want…” I whisper so low that she can’t hear me over the loud booming thunder and pouring rain. I grab at her body harder; every push of my fingers digs into her skin. Any harder, and I’d puncture. “I just…need…” I lick her chest; the strongbahdum bahdumof her heart beating for me in wild velocity has my control slipping, and my craving for her becoming deeper than I am inside her.
I curl my hand around her waist, sliding it down to palm a handful of her ass. Her body rolls against mine, meeting thrust for thrust, dying to claim the heat yet never wanting it to end.Using her body as leverage, I pull her to me faster, harder, leveling up our pace.
The perfumed scent of her arousal-induced pheromones seeps into my skin.
She gasps while I pant, our air becoming mixed, keeping each other alive.
“Nariko,” I groan her name onto her chest, my vision pulsating to the same rhythm as her heart.
“Oh, god, Oakley. Oh, oh, oh, don’t stop. I’m so close. Oh god, this is going to kill me. How am I going to survive this?” Nariko claws at my back and breaks my skin, the scratches burning with every drag she gives.
Oh, fuck, the thought of her marking me has my orgasm threatening to possess the moment.
Not until she does.
I sink my fangs right above her breast, moaning against her body when I pierce the heart of my fated mate. I drag her into me, the fresh warm blood sating me in ways nothing and no one ever has.
“Oakley!” she cries out my name,my name, and clenches around me; every fucking tense of her orgasm pulls my own from me.
“Fuck! Nariko,” I growl, yelling her name in an animalistic tone that echoes in the house.
My fangs dig into her more. Blood flows freely from the marred flesh. I do what I can to drink it, lapping at it as if I’m dying of thirst.
It dribbles to her breast, rolling over her nipple, and I dive, sucking as much as I can fit in my mouth. I’m unable to hide how good she feels, the erotic sounds that come from me…I’ve never made with anyone else.
The last I remember. And it’s been a few decades.
She comes again, this time, a quiet scream catches in her throat at the same time another wicked, bright bolt of lightning cracks outside.
Nariko collapses on top of me, her eyes closed as she leans her cheek against my shoulder. By the steady pace of her breathing, she’s asleep.
I smirk as a bit of pride has me puffing my chest.
“God, Sugar,” I kiss her bare shoulder and lie down, keeping my arms around her. “I love you, but I think you already know that.” I run my fingers through her hair, my own eyes hooding with exhaustion as the mating heat lulls enough to allow us to rest.
It isn’t over.
With Nariko in my arms, holding her body against mine, knowing my fated mate is right here and accepts me for who I am without hesitation, I hope the mating heat never ends.
Because being close to her isn’t close enough.
It never will be.
“Sugar, come on. I need you to wake up. We should shower and eat before the next wave hits.”
I flip over, annoyed that Oklahoma would try to wake me up given the circumstances. My skin itches with sweat. There’s a deep ache between my legs. Actually, my entire body is sore. I’m not sure how much longer I can handle this.
The mating heat is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It’s like I have no control over what my body does. Imagine the sun inside you, heating the core temperature to the max, paired with the same warmth arousal gives.
It’s brutal.
When Oklahoma isn’t inside me, my insides feel melted and useless, dying, begging for him to take the pain away.
“Nariko.” He shakes my shoulder, and the simple, innocent touch has me sitting up and scrambling away from him. “Woah,Sugar. It’s just me.” He holds up his hands in surrender, meaning me no harm.
I know that. I know he would never hurt me. I’m more protected and safe than I’ve ever been.
The warm blanket slips down my arms, revealing my shoulders, and I hurry to cover them, keeping the blanket tight around me.
