Fated Mates: Paranormal Romance Series Starters Boxset

by Hariharan, Laxmi

  41

  Gia

  “Dante,” I hear his name from far away and realize it’s me who is calling him. There’s a ringing in my ears. My eyes roll back. The most intense pain twists my insides…it’s so sharp, it’s like the best emotions of my life blended together. A tinge of hope, a morsel of pleasure, all of it spiked with danger.

  His energy pulls at me, filling me with intense hope and need all at the same time. I feel like I am flying through the air. Blue and silver sparks explode behind my eyes, then silence.

  I drift back to earth, slowly. Every part of me grows heavy. Surely, this has been, “The most intense spiritual experience of my life.”

  “You’re welcome.” He raises his head. Then climbs over my inert body to block me with his arms on either side of me.

  Heat burns my cheeks. I crack open my eyelids to find his face right over mine. Blue eyes flaring with lust, his skin stretched over his cheekbones. A sheen of sweat covers his forehead. A bead trickles down his temple and plops on my throat. Little flickers of pleasure radiate out over my sensitized skin. Another trembling grips me. I open my lips to tell him to stop. The skin around his eyes bunch. He lowers his head and sweeps his tongue over my mouth.

  Fuck! The taste of him, musky and spicy, and that sweet, sugary scent of my arousal bleeds into me. It’s like some kind of magic potion, an elixir of our emotions. The brush of his tongue over mine, his mouth capturing my lips, the hard planes of his chest that pin me in place, the weight of his shaft that knocks against my dripping pussy, all of it is too much.

  Too fast.

  It’s not enough. It’ll never be enough.

  A low burn starts in my belly. My skin crackles like it’s on fire. “I need you,” I try to form the words, but they are lost against the assault of his mouth. I’d been wrong all along. I’d thought I could fight against his complete domination, that I could go toe to toe with him and hold him back. That I could wrest back some semblance of control, hide away some part of who I am from him. I’d been going about this all wrong.

  The only way to survive him, survive what we were becoming, is for me to give in. Submit. Let him overwhelm me. Give myself up to him one hundred percent. Let him take me, possess me, break me. Only this time I am going to do it willingly. This time it’s me who is going to set the pace. This time I am the one who bares my soul, my mind, my body, my all to him. This time I subsume into him, to be reborn.

  A shiver bleeds down my spine. Every part of me knows I am right. There’s a complete giving in to him… by choice.

  I raise my chin, then hook my leg around his thigh.

  A ripple of awareness runs down his back. I drag my heel over the curve of his taut butt. His shoulder muscles flex. He tears his mouth from mine then raises his head to peer into my eyes.

  “What do you want?” A slow smile curls his lips.

  That smirk, that wicked smirk that tugs his mouth and turns his features into that of the Devil…it sends a surge of heat tingling over my skin.

  “Fuck me, Dante.” My throat feels raw. Like I’ve been screaming, which I have. Only it’s been for him. Only him. “Take me until I can’t think straight, walk straight, until I cannot do anything except revel in your essence, your scent, your taste.”

  The blue in his eyes fades, leaving silver sparks behind. They flare, filling his irises with heat, with love. Lust. So much lust. “I want it all,” I breathe out the words.

  “And you’ll get it.” He lowers his body, so his weight presses my smaller frame into the bed. “Every single beautiful, filthy thing that I want to do to you… You’ll take it all. And you’ll ask for more. And I’ll keep breaking you and remaking you and taking you again, until every time you are reborn, you can only think one thing. Feel one thing—”

  “You. I want you inside me, Dante.”

  His lips peel back, and his canines drop.

  Primal lust tightens my skin. My nails lengthen, and blood thunders at my temples. I thrust my pelvis up into him, but he’s already there. He sweeps his hand down my side to grip my hips. Then he shoves his big thighs between my legs, angles my hips up, and slams into me.

  A scream tears out of me. His throbbing arousal fills me to the brim. The walls of my channel clench around his hardness. His turgid dick stretches me until I am sure he is going to cleave me in half.

  It’s as if he’s pouring his life force into me, piercing me and making me his irrevocably. Every part of me flares to life. Every pore in my body opens up to him. My heart hammers, and warmth pools in my chest.

  He hovers over me, his biceps trembling as he holds up his weight over me. “The things I want to do to you, Gia.” His nostrils flare. Color rushes to his cheeks.

  “Promises, promises.” I curve my lips. And there it is—the proof that I have lost my mind. Clearly, I want to entice the beast in him.

  “You asked for it.” His jaw tightens.

  He holds my gaze then slides out slowly. The ribbed skin of his dick scrapes over my sensitive inner walls, and tendrils of heat crawl over my skin.

  He pulls out another millimeter.

  I can’t stop the whine that dribbles out of me. I sound like someone who is losing her mind, or perhaps for the first time, I am finding out exactly who I am. A female who wants to be taken and possessed, who doesn’t want to hold back anymore. His shoulders flex, and I swear it’s as if he knows my every single thought.

  “What are you waiting for?” The words are torn out of me.

  “Your complete submission.” His voice coils around me.

  “Wha…what do you mean?”

  My pussy clenches around his dick, betraying what I just said.

  “Oh, you know what I want, don’t you, acushla?”

  Yes. “No.” I shake my head.

  He yanks out of me then. All the way out.

  I am instantly empty. A moan wheezes out of my lips. The tip of his swollen shaft stays poised at my entrance.

  He hovers over me, balancing the weight of his upper body on his powerful arms.

  “I told you what I want from you already.” Blood rushes to my cheeks. My belly tautens. Everything inside me waits for him to take me, claim me, do with me as he wants.

  “It’s not enough.”

  “What do you mean?” I can read the intent in his eyes, yet I don’t want to accept it.

  “Show me how much you need me.” He slides back from the bed to stand.

  I feel his loss in every inch of my body. My belly trembles. I rise to my knees, as if unable to keep away. My gaze sweeps over his chest, down his concave stomach to where his shaft thrusts out toward me. The flesh glistens with our combined juices. The musky scent of our arousal is tinged with an electrical sweetness that I can almost taste.

  I slide forward, and he moves back. A low growl rips through me. He takes another step back, then another. His shaft stands up, the vein on its underside is prominent. He grips his dick, then drags his fingers to the base, gripping it, holding it up. “You want this, Starlight?”

  A keening sound catches in my throat. I can’t trust myself to speak. My brain feels like it’s lost the ability to piece words together.

  He squeezes his dick and a drop of precum trembles at the tip.

  My mouth waters.

  I swing my legs off the bed, and my feet hit the floor with a thud. The scent of his arousal deepens. Earthy, complex, it drives me a little out of my head. I can’t take my eyes off his dick. The way his groin tightens, his thigh muscles clench. He cups his balls, and my throat closes. I increase the speed of my steps. He moves back, all the way back until he’s almost at the door. Then widens his stance. Sweat trickles down my back. Moisture pools between my legs. My belly tautens. Fuck, I am losing my mind.

  He quirks one side of his lips. “Giving up so soon?”

  “No.” My heart races. Adrenaline spikes my blood. My ears lengthen, and blood thuds in my veins. The hair on my arms rises. I know he is going to teleport a second before the outl
ine of his body begins to fade.

  I spring forward, closing the gap between us.

  That core of energy coiled tight behind my ribs unfolds. I draw on it, following the mating bond that leads to him. I pull the energy through me, letting it fill my veins, my cells, overflowing me. It consumes me, and I teleport after him.

  42

  Dante

  I teleport out of the room and into the grounds of the safe house. Near the spot where she'd tried to clamber over the wall, not too long ago. So I am greedy that way. I want her to realize that she is coming to me this time of her own volition. She still has a choice; if she wants to leave, I won't stop her. I'll probably not survive the trauma either. But this time there is no hiding what I feel for her. What we are to each other. This time when I take her there will be no holding back.

  The energy pours back into me, and my cells knit together.

  Even before I’ve fully formed back, the wind whistles over my skin, and I know she is moving toward me.

  Her hair streams behind her. Her lips are peeled back, and her canines drop. She is magnificent, my mate, and she is all mine. She moves so fast it seems like her feet almost don’t touch the ground. I stay where I am until she is almost upon me, only then do I turn and move.

  A low growl sounds behind me. I bend low, and she leaps over me, alighting just a few paces ahead.

  Her toes touch the ground, and then she swivels around to face me. Her skin glows; the energy pours off her in waves. Her breasts thrust out, and her belly firms.

  “Stop teasing me.” She lowers her voice, speaking in those slow subvocal tones that Faes often use with each other. Does she realize that she’s coming into her powers?

  “Who’s teasing?” I drum my fingers over my chest. “Come get me, little Starlight. If you do, your reward will be great. The kind you’ve only dreamed of.”

  “I don’t dream of you—”

  I drag my fingers over my chest, and her breath stutters. Her cheeks flush.

  “You were saying?”

  She lowers her head; her eyes glower. She brings her palm to the folds of her pussy and thrusts a finger into her channel.

  Holy fuck. A fierce wave of satisfaction heats my veins.

  My muscles bunch. I know then that I will not hold out much longer. She tears her finger from her cunt and brings it to her mouth. Before she can suck on it, I’ve teleported to her.

  A low cry spills from her lips.

  I close my mouth around her fingers. The taste of her fills me. My groin tightens. My erection grows impossibly hard. I move closer until my shaft digs into her lower belly. Her nipples graze my chest. Goosebumps rise on her skin and she sways toward me. I yank her up on her tiptoes, slam her to me, then close my mouth over hers. I plunge my tongue into her mouth, sucking on her tongue, letting her taste the combination of our essences. She moans low in her throat.

  I tear my mouth from hers. “I want to fuck your mouth, then your pussy, and then take your ass if you’ll let me. I want to screw you so hard that you shatter over and over again, acushla.”

  Her gaze widens, she raises her arms around my neck, but already I am moving away. A low scream follows me as I teleport a few meters away. “Come to me, Gia.”

  I turn to face her. Her chest rises and falls. Her cheeks glow. She leans forward. The air around her shimmers and the outline of her body fades only to reform as she flings herself at me. Her body slams into me with such force that I topple over onto my back. She wraps her arms around my neck and loops her ankles around my waist.

  “Gotcha.” Her breath sears my cheeks.

  I thrust my hips up so my hardness strums against her cunt. She moans, her eyelids fluttering down. The next second, I flip her over, so our positions are reversed, then, slide my hand under her neck to protect her from the hard ground. “Who got whom, hmm?” I bend down and nip at her breast.

  Her head falls back.

  “Your nipples are so fucking perfect.” I swirl my tongue over her trembling flesh. Sliding my arm down to her thigh, I hook her leg over my forearm.

  She mewls, then her arm tightens around my neck, and she digs her nails in. The pain ripples down my spine. My dick throbs. The mating cord coiled against my rib cage twinges and pushes me to bury myself inside her.

  “You want me?”

  “Yes.” She pushes up her chin.

  “Show me then, show me how much you need me.” I curl my fingers around her neck, squeezing.

  Her gaze widens, and her cheeks flush. She bares her lips and her canines drop. “This much.” Rearing up, she yanks my head toward her; then buries her teeth in the crook between my neck and shoulder.

  The pain burns down my chest, sweeping straight to my groin. My dick throbs. I grab her arms and shove them above her head, holding her captive. Heat flushes my skin; my chest feels like it is about to burst. Blood rolls down my neck and plops on her chest.

  She licks the wound then drags her lips, smearing the rest over my skin, marking me, before she reaches up again. She sinks her teeth in my lower lip. That’s my undoing.

  A fire burns to life, heating my blood. My eyesight narrows and every part of me insists that I take her now. I draw back my hips then thrust into her soaking channel. It feels like I am coming home. A groan rips out of me. She hooks her other leg around my waist, then wriggles her pelvis. I slide in even deeper and extend inside her. She cries out, then clenches the walls of her pussy around my dick. The sensations fill me, and every part of me goes solid. I close my mouth over her lips, drawing from her at the same time that I thrust into her again and again. Shudders rack her body. Moisture flows out from her walls, embracing me, wrapping me in her essence. The mating cord throbs, then silver and blue sparks explode behind my eyes. She screams as she shatters. Only then do I push in, all the way in, knotting my shaft behind her pelvic walls.

  43

  Gia

  He slots into place, and the feeling is so intense. Like he’s filling me, consuming me whole. My entire body stretches. My ears pull back. Another climax builds up from my toes, sweeping over my thighs, to clench around my pussy. I flex my inner walls, gripping him even harder.

  A low moan rocks my chest. My heart swells. The mating cord trembles.

  Heat floods our connection, and that’s when he comes. His muscles tense, his flanks clench, then hot streams of liquid heat stream from him, bathing my insides. His tongue dances with mine, swiping over my canines. Trembling sensations radiate from his touch, arrowing down to my chest. At the same time, his knot pulses deep inside, setting off another wave of intense sensations that pour over me.

  Something unravels deep inside me.

  I thrust myself up at him, trying to touch as much of his skin with mine as I can. Aching to get under his skin, burrowing into him. He seems to understand my feelings, for he gathers me even closer, lowering his weight onto me, pressing my body into the rough ground.

  His hard planes dig into my chest, while the mud and grass under me scrape the tender skin of my back. A hot rush of need twists my belly. That’s when I shatter.

  When the roaring in my head finally subsides, I find myself curled up on his chest. “Telekinetic energy again?” I pulse the thought at him.

  His gaze widens. The blue in them blazes at me.

  “You spoke to me through the mating bond. Do you realize how hot that is, acushla? And nope, you were out for a good few minutes.” He skims his fingertips over my jawline. “Enough time for me to flip positions.”

  “Hmm.” I yawn against his chest. “So now that I am Fae, conversing with you via thought impulses is a fringe benefit, eh?”

  “Among other things.” He smirks.

  I bite the inside of my cheek. “You mean your extra-long, beautiful dick?”

  “…Not only.”

  Those gorgeous lips curl up; and, of course, a low burn ignites in my belly. I don’t push it away; I revel in the sensations which flutter over my skin.

  “I admit I do feel well a
nd truly fucked.” My cheeks flush. I didn't just say that, did I?

  A growl rumbles up his torso. The vibrations sink into me, snaking around me, anchoring me to him.

  I know I am taking all this very lightly. It’s not every day a human discovers that she can freaking communicate on the psychic plane, but then not every human is mated to a Fae, nor transformed into one herself.

  “Sleep now. I have you, acushla.” His voice drifts over me.

  My eyelids drift down, even as a curl of contentment floods the mating bond. When I come awake next, it's dark. Every part of me throbs, hums with contentment. Below that is this buzz of energy that radiates out from my core. Where he’s still knotted inside me. The mating cord drums in my chest. “So this is why you made me chase you, so I could be tethered to you on so many levels?”

  He folds his arm behind his neck. His biceps bulge. “You don’t seem angry?” His voice is cautious.

  “I should be.” I rest my chin on his chest.

  “But you are not.” He narrows his gaze at me.

  I shake the hair out of my eyes. “I admit, it feels manipulated. You seduced me, Dante. You held back the best parts of you, made me come to you, made me yearn for you.”

  “Ah! But you also got to enjoy the fruits of our struggle, didn’t you, Starlight?” He flexes his dick inside me.

  I can’t stop the groan that wells up my throat. “Bastard,” I say without heat.

  “But I am your bastard.” He tilts his head then winces.

  My gaze falls to the wound at the curve of his neck. “Does it hurt?” I am more curious than anything else. I should feel angry, upset that he’d made me act in a way that is so different from anything I have done before, yet all I feel is a relief that I don’t have to hide again.