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Alaric prowls up my body. His mouth crashes down on mine in a bruising kiss. A fang nicks my lip enough to draw a bead of blood before it heals. As he nips skimming his lips along my jaw, fangs dragging over skin, then lower still as a hand kneads my breasts. Every caress sets my blood aflame.
By the time I realize he doesn’t intend to make his way back up, Alaric already has my hips pinned down. He waits for me to meet his gaze, then presses a kiss right below my navel.
I try to wriggle away, but I am shaking from need, and my attempts are weak and clumsy.
He kneels and settles between my thighs, draping my legs over his shoulders. His warm breath makes me ache for his touch. With a malicious grin, he slowly makes his way up and down the inner thigh of one leg and then the other.
“Please,” I beg, not exactly sure what I am asking for. Just that I need him.
He chuckles against my skin, a light vibration. And when he finally reaches my core, I moan loud enough that I clap a hand over my mouth, afraid someone outside might overhear.
Then he moves against me, kissing and nipping. Every time his tongue darts out, my hips jerk involuntarily. A pleased, low rumble vibrates from him right before he drags his tongue up the length of my center. I grasp at the coverlet, trying to anchor myself.
His lips grow more and more demanding until I’m writhing beneath him. A palm slides up my stomach, pinning me down, and his other hand cups my ass, angling me to devour me deeper. The unrestrained fervor has pleasure coiling low, overwhelming, climbing higher and higher until I cry out.
Cool air replaces the warmth of his mouth. I prop myself up on my elbows. Alaric continues watching me from exactly where he’s at, then slowly angles his head to the left, and my pulse kicks up. The sight of him there, knowing what he will do, leaves me breathless.
The points of his fangs pierce the skin of my inner thigh, and he drinks. Every time he fed since we have oath bonded, it created an all-consuming desire, but none of them could begin to compare with this moment because it started with us.
My arms go boneless, and I collapse back. He slides a finger inside me, and I gasp for air, back arching. As he drinks, my body rocks against his hand. He moans against me and adds a second finger, increasing his pace as he works me. The sensations build faster and faster until my release rips through me. It is so much more intense than the first. I cry out, writhing against him as he draws out every ounce of pleasure.
Gradually, he slows. I don’t realize he stopped feeding until the warmth of him is no longer there. He stands and stares down at me, grinning when I whimper. My gaze follows his movements as he undoes the stays at his waist and removes the rest of his clothing.
I take in the sight of him as he rejoins me on the bed, draping his body over me. He settles between my legs, his hard arousal trapped between us.
Alaric kisses me, slow and gentle, swallowing my needy whimpers as he drags his swollen length over me. I grasp at him, my hands trying to pull him closer to me.
He draws his head back and watches me with such intensity that my heart stutters as he positions himself against my entrance. The tip of his cock teases my core for an agonizingly long moment that threatens to drive me mad from need. He pins me with his gaze as he shifts, pressing his hips forward, achingly slow.
I gasp as I’m stretched to fit, never once looking away as he slides in and out, again and again, sinking deeper and deeper until he is fully sheathed. Alaric’s expression is painfully tender. He brushes back a wayward lock of hair clinging to my damp skin.
Suddenly, I am overwhelmed by emotion. I don’t know if I can contain it. Every look from him, the way he fills me, and the contrast of everything we’ve gone through. This moment is something we never had the time or freedom to share before. When we bound ourselves, it was a need we sated, with the knowledge that we could not linger. And now that we have time—it hurts because the curse has taken something vital from him.
“Clara…” He says my name as though he’s afraid to breathe. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“No—” I shake my head and sniffle. “This is—” After forcing myself to take a calming breath, I try again. “I was afraid I might never be with you like this again.”
Above me, I feel the tension melt from his muscles. He kisses my forehead.
“I’m okay now,” I say. Then I bring his mouth to mine and kiss him fiercely.
He brings his hips back, then drives into me again. I shudder around him, and he groans, then continues stroking me, sliding languidly in and out as if trying to memorize how to pull every reaction and every sound from me.
Alaric kisses his way up my neck to my mouth, claiming the cry I make as he moves faster and harder. He nips along my jaw, tugging on my earlobe with his teeth. “If I had you like this every day for a thousand years, it still wouldn’t be enough.”
I smile at that. “I am yours. I’ll always be yours. For a thousand years or as long as you want me.”
The world tilts as he repositions himself under me and my body adjusts on instinct, chasing the conclusion we both desperately crave. I rock against him as he drives himself even deeper than before. He grips my waist, controlling the pace, savoring every exquisite sensation, drawing out our mutual satisfaction.
“Let me see you come undone around me,” he says, thrusting up. Alaric slides a hand lower, down to my core, drawing circles against the bundle of swollen nerves with his thumb.
My body moves without thought. Liquid heat pools where our bodies are joined, pleasure so intense it aches. Alaric’s thrusts grow harder, more demanding, meeting me move for move.
My release lashes through me, I cry out and shatter. He continues to move in and out, in and out. I am still reeling from my orgasm when Alaric is on top of me again, clutching my body tightly against his. The sharp points of his fangs pierce my shoulder as he drives into me rougher, deeper, more demanding as if he needs as much of my skin against his as possible.
Moaning against me, he is relentless, prolonging every decadent sensation. I feel him thicken inside me right before he finds his release, riding it out on the crest of my own.
We continue to cling to each other as our movements turn languid, our legs tangled together, breaths mingling in the small spaces between us. Alaric kisses me on every inch of skin within reach. My shoulders, breasts, neck, mouth. Each one worshiping.
