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She slipped from the bed and pulled her top off. Her breasts were tipped with rosy, tight nipples. She slid her hands down her sides slowly and pushed her leggings and panties off. Her pussy was bare, and his mouth watered at the idea of tasting her, of making her come on his tongue, until she screamed his name in pleasure.
“I love when your eyes do that,” she murmured.
“What?”
“Change color.”
“It’s my wolf. You’re just so damn sexy.”
She offered him her hand and he took it, moving off the bed and following her into the bathroom.
“This is the first day of the rest of our lives, Ren,” she said. “Are you happy?”
“When we’re officially mated, I’ll be over the moon, trust me. You’re everything I ever wanted in a mate, and so much more I didn’t even know existed. You’re mine, Kismet. All mine.”
CHAPTERFOUR
Kismet exhaled shakily and lifted her hand, illuminating the bathroom. Ren let out a surprised gasp and she smiled internally, knowing how beautiful the bathroom was. One of her favorite things to do was take a bath, and she’d created the bathroom as her own private oasis. Ren was the first male to be with her in the bathroom, and she was glad she’d never shared it with anyone but him.
She led him to the sunken tub and twisted the knobs to fill it, adjusting the temperature until it was just right. Tropical plants covered the walls and ceiling around the tub, and hanging candles lent a soft glow to the room. She took two glass jars from a wicker cabinet and handed one to him.
“These contain the…I guess you’d call it the mating oil of my people. It was considered lucky for a new couple to anoint each other.”
“Why did your people stop doing them?”
“I’m not sure. I guess some traditions don’t make it in the modern world for one reason or another. I always thought it was a neat and romantic idea, and when I dreamed of you and thought I might meet you some day, I secured the oil in hopes that you’d be willing to do this with me.”
“I’d do anything for you, Kismet. We’re truemates. You’re the part of my heart I didn’t know was missing until I met you.”
Her heart swelled at his sweet words. “Do what I do.”
She took off the cork stopper and tossed it aside. Then she tipped the jar onto her fingers and coated the tips. When he’d done the same thing, she touched her index finger to his throat and stroked an oiled line down to his shoulder, then she used her middle finger to draw a line over his heart, and finally with her ring and pinky fingers, she marked two lines across his abdomen.
With each mark that he made on her skin, her body heated, her arousal blooming inside her like a living thing. She linked the fingers of her free hand with his, and then dumped the contents of her jar into the water. When he’d emptied his jar, and the sweet and floral scents rose in the air with the steam from the water, she said, “Be mine, Ren.”
“Forever,” he promised.
They set the jars down on the floor. She stepped down into the water and he joined her. The tub was waist-high on him in the center where it was deepest, with carved seats around the perimeter. He cupped her face and lowered his head, brushing his lips over hers. She opened her mouth and groaned when his tongue touched hers. Her skin prickled and her stomach twisted as he trailed his fingers down her throat, across her shoulders, and down to her breasts. He rubbed her nipples with his fingers, tugging them gently. She gripped his shoulders and rose onto her toes as he swept his fingers down her body. One hand moved to her back and drew her close, and the other slipped between her thighs. He cupped her pussy and growled in his throat, one finger curling to slowly press inside her.
His erection bobbed against her stomach and she let go of the hold on one shoulder and reached for him, circling his length with her hand. He throbbed in her hold, and he groaned as she stroked him slowly from root to tip. When she stroked him a second time, he pushed a second finger into her and she gasped, her head falling back as he rubbed his fingers against her inner walls.
He cradled the back of her head and kissed her throat, rubbing the heel of his hand against her clit as his fingers moved inside her. She felt the scrape of his fangs against her throat and closed her eyes, waiting for the sting of his bite, but he kissed her instead and fingered her harder.
She opened her eyes and met his gaze. “I’m not going to mark you yet, sweetheart.” His voice was low and gruff as he drew her to the edge of pleasure. The climax thundered down on her, tingles racing up her spine and her wings pressing against her back to be let free. He sat and pulled her onto his cock, burying himself to the hilt as the water splashed around them. She shouted his name as her body clutched his rhythmically, his thumb rubbing a swift beat on her clit.
Her nails dug into his shoulders as they moved together, her pleasure mounting a second time. His eyes glowed bright amber and she’d never seen anything sexier than that, his fangs gleaming from his parted lips and a steady growl in his throat.
He lifted her from him and turned her away from him, planting her hands on the edge of the tub and shoving her hair off to one side. He thrust into her, gripping her hips tightly as he moved.
“Touch yourself, Kismet,” he said, the statement a request and an order twined together. “Take me with you.”
She reached for her clit, rubbing her sensitive bud in time to his swift strokes into her. She closed her eyes and let herself go into the sensations. Nothing had ever felt as good as Ren inside her, and she knew she’d never get enough of him.
Her stomach twisted as pleasure poured over her and she cried out as she came. He roared as he followed her into bliss, his cock thickening inside her as the heat of his come filled her. He struck, burying his fangs in the side of her neck. The action took her by surprise, but she liked the oddly pleasurable sting. She let out a moan as her skin erupted in goosebumps.
He lifted from her slowly and she caught the metallic scent of blood before he licked the mark he’d made. It soothed the sting some, and then he kissed it gently and pulled her against him as he sat back down in the tub. Her legs fell to the sides of his and she rested her head on his shoulder. He cuddled her close with a deep and satisfied sigh.
“I didn’t hurt you when I marked you, did I?” he asked.
