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I nod, understanding the gravity of our situation and the commitment we are making to each other.
"Yes," I groan. "Please."
"Say it one more time, and I'm putting my fucking bite on you, Ais--"
"Please!"I repeat.
And he does it.
He marks me.
I gasp as he nestles his face against my neck and sinks his teeth into my neck, latching on. My fingers glide up into his sleep-mussed hair, and I hold him close as I feel the pain course through me. It's a sharp sting, but it's not unbearable...and I'm hit with a jolt of pleasure a moment later, my omega hormones going into full effect.
My heat will come soon. I won't be able to stop it, now that Gunnar has claimed me.
And I'm going to be riding him the whole time.
Gunnar pulls away, licking the wound gently before kissing it. His hands tell a different story, hanging onto my hips for dear life--like he's barely able to contain his desire, like he wants to rut me like an animal. Even the thought of it sends another spasm of desire straight through me.
"Fuck...you're perfect," he groans. "I need you. I need you, Ais--"
"Then take me," I command. "Now."
Our lips meet again, this time with more ferocity, more passion, our tongues tangling. I can taste my own blood on Gunnar's lips, and it makes me want to claim him, too, to leave marks. I reach for the hem of his shirt and rake my fingernails across his back underneath it, and he hisses against my lips.
"Damn it," he growls. "I need to be inside you."
Gunnar lets out a low growl and pulls away from my lips once more, just to pull my shirt off. I'm not wearing anything underneath, and my bare breasts look even more pale than usual in the moonlight, glittering with the remnants of makeup from the club.
Gunnar leans down and captures a nipple between his teeth, tugging at it and locking eyes with me as my lips part in bliss.
I arch into the sensation, craving more. He's dominant and possessive, nothing like the bashful guy from the club--and I love every bit of it. His alpha scent surrounds me, making my head spin with lust as he trails kisses down my neck and collarbone. His hand slides between our bodies, under my sweats, teasing at my lower lips.
I grind against him, giving into the sensation.
"Mine," he rumbles.
"Yours," I nod.
There's no time to waste--we need to consummate this, and we both know it. We need each other in a primal way that transcends words or explanations.
Our union will cement our bond, our pack status,my survival.
I whimper when he pulls away from my skin again, the loss of his touch making my heart ache before he tugs at the waistband ofhis pants. I help him undress, pulling his sweats down, his cock springing free.
His knot is swollen with need, waiting to nestle inside me.
I reach down and wrap my fingers around his girth, and Gunnar groans and rolls his had back, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Keep touching me like that and I won't even get inside you," he growls.
"I've been fantasizing about this cock," I reply. "About taking your knot. Give it to me...please..."
He pulls me from the altar just long enough to yank my own sweats off, and then he puts me back up on the stone surface, spreading my legs and putting my feet at the edge. Gunnar lines up his cock with my entrance, gazing into my eyes.
His eyes are so clear, so blue.
And that's what I'm staring at as he pushes inside me, claiming my body in one powerful thrust that makes us both moan.
He moves slowly, cautiously...and I can tell we're both hanging on by a thread. His eyes squeeze shut as his knot bumps against my entrance, and my lips part in a silent scream when he pushes in, nestles all the way inside, against my cervix,filling me...
