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“Don’t forget,” she warns with a false sternness. “I am the one who found you.”
Every raise of her body, she slams herself down on me, and her pussy begins to quiver with her impending release. I remove the pillow, hold her hips in place, and begin slamming into her from the bottom, taking the work away from her, and allowing her to enjoy every sensation.
“Fuck me, Loukas,” she demands as soon as she catches her breath.
I don’t need any more prompting. I flip her over and slam into her in one powerful thrust. She screams my name, her moans echoing around the room. I silently thank Skarlyt for having the forethought to soundproof it. My mate is definitely not quiet in the bedroom, and I am loving every second of it.
“I want you to come with me,” she declares as she clutches at my back, lifting her hips in time with my thrusts.
“As you wish,” I tell her, knowing that I wouldn’t have been able to hold off much longer anyway.
Each thrust in and out pushes me closer to the edge, but when she can’t hold her climax back any longer, her pussy milks me. I watch as her eyes widen and her teeth elongate, and I bare my neck to her, allowing her to sink her pointy teeth in, marking me for all to see as my owl comes to the surface, doing the same as we sink our beak into her neck.
The pain and pleasure of marking our mates and both of us pulsing in and around one another extends our orgasms for what seems like hours.
When the pulsing finally stops, I pull my mouth from her neck. My arms fail me, and I drop to the mattress. I roll, pulling her with me as I do to avoid crushing my beautiful mate.
Unlike what I’m sure the mating mark on my neck looks like—a bite from a supernatural creature—the mark on Pearl's neck is two large puncture holes on the front and back of her collarbone. My owl puffs out his chest with pride looking up at our gorgeous mate wearing our mark.
“Like what you see?” she asks with a giggle, sliding her long blue hair away from her neck.
“So much,” I tell her, sitting up and peppering my mark with kisses.
“Shower with me?” she asks, rising off my already hardening cock and walking to the adjoining bathroom, swaying her hips like some sort of minx.
I watch her walk, enjoying the view. As she opens the door to the bathroom, I quickly sit up, rushing to join her. We have rounds two and three in the bathroom, and I hope and pray that Skarlyt worked her magic in here too because I had my mate screaming my name with my mouth, my fingers, and my dick more than once.
The fact that neither of the kids barges in to see what is happening is a good sign and by the time we dry off and climb into bed, I hardly have time to pull her close, wrapping my arms around her before we both fall asleep.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
I wake to a pounding on the front door.
“Open up. I know you’re in there.” A feminine voice calls out and for a moment I freeze, thinking it’s Antonia.
“Go away, Aqua,” Pearl grumbles, rolling over bringing my awareness back to where I am and who I’m with.
I roll over, wrapping my arms around her and tugging her into my chest as the next series of knocks come on the door.
“If you’re not out here in five minutes, I’m coming in… Oh hello,” The voice says, and I jump up and race to the bedroom door finding a woman with aquamarine hair having a mini standoff with both my children.
“Oh,” she says, spinning as I walk past her and closer to my children. I should be concerned with having some random woman walking into Pearl's house while we were sleeping, but from the looks of her, this is Pearl’s sister, Aqua. Her hair is a dead giveaway.
“Aqua, right?” I ask, turning to my children and placing soft kisses on the top of their heads. “Morning.”
Aqua nods as she stands there, her mouth opening and closing, stunned into silence as Zach and Amelia, both give me hugs.
“I’m Loukas and these are my children, Amelia and Zach,” I tell her, gesturing to each one. “This is Pearl’s sister Aqua.”
“Nice to meet you,” Amelia speaks up while Zach remains stoic at my side.
“Uh… you too,” Aqua says, looking from me to Pearl’s bedroom and back. “I’m sorry. But who are you?”
“Loukas,” I repeat, taking Amelia and Zach’s hands and leading them into the kitchen.
Aqua shakes her head. “No, what I mean iswhoare you? Like who are you to my sister and what are you doing in her house.”
“He’s my mate,” Pearl’s voice comes out of the bedroom with a giggle.
