Page 24 of First Love

“Love me, Jasper,” she demanded. “Love me now.”

“I do love you, Amelia,” I growled right before I entered her.

She let out a howl that turned me on more than anything ever had in my entire life.

“I love you too.” She squeezed me tighter, causing me to let out my own howl.

The noise should have been foreign to my ears as I’d only made human sounds for my thirty years on the planet, but it wasn’t weird. It felt natural.

Destined.

Just like being with Amelia felt. I’d already been interested in her. To discover we were mates now pleased me beyond words. After I’d made my first billion on my app, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I had no family. I was an only child and my parents had passed years ago in a car accident. I had no one to take care of so I’d turned to taking care of the homeless in the area. I’d turned to taking care of me by buying and renovating this house. Beyond that, I hadn’t been sure what I was supposed to be doing with my life.

Then Amelia showed up out of nowhere, and a purpose came to me. I wanted to feed her, share my home with her, pleasure her, grow old with her.

Love her. Forever.

And now I got to. The prospect of that brought me such joy. I was overwhelmed by the delight and the things I wanted us to do together in this life we now shared.

But all those plans could be discussed later. Right now, there was only her and me in this shower, joined, merged, united.

I shifted my hips back and forth, driving into Amelia as she had a vice grip on me. Her mouth was fused to mine until she broke away and trailed a course along my jaw, down my neck, over to my ear.

“I’m going to bite you now,” she whispered. “You can bite me at the same time, and I guarantee you will orgasm like you never have before.”

“I’ve already orgasmed with you like I never have before,” I said, still pumping in and out of her with a slow friction that was driving me mad. “You’re telling me it gets better than that?”

She leaned back so I could see her face and the sexy grin on her lips, the glint in her golden eyes. “Much better.” She licked a line along my shoulder. “Are you ready?”

“Hell, yes.”

With a raspy chuckle and a ridiculously hot growl, Amelia nipped her way along my shoulder while I drove deeper into her. I mimicked her movements, catching her shoulder between my teeth for teasing nibbles.

The sharp prick of her incisors against my flesh made desire erupt in me. My own incisors elongated in my mouth, and Amelia’s musky scent filled my nose. I sunk my teeth into her shoulder, expecting her to cry out, for me to cry out.

Instead, twin moans vibrated within our throats as we tasted each other. The connection I felt to Amelia wove about a zillion additional threads between us, and I became aware of her in a way I never had with another person.

With a human.

Because Amelia wasn’t human.

Neither was I now.

We were two werewolves, two souls, but we’d forever be intertwined, overlapped, entangled in a way that was more powerful than any other force in the world.

We were mates. Today. Tomorrow. Until the last breath left us.

Amelia ran her tongue over where she’d bitten me so I did the same, feeling the skin heal from the bite. I then focused my efforts on making her chant my name over and over until fireworks sparked between us and our howls sounded as one call.

Sammy joined in with a howl of his own.

Amelia slumped against my chest, but her legs still held her tightly to my waist. “I’d heard others in my pack talk about the mating bond bite, but I never imagined it would feel like that.”

I pressed my lips to her neck. “Like lightning zapped through us?”

“Yeah.”

“I feel so alive,” I said. “And I have you to thank for that.”