“Sin,” she whispered. He snapped his gaze up to her face and frowned.
“What do you need?” he asked as she stepped out of the tub, and just let the water run down her body. She saw his gaze snap to her breasts and he licked his lips as beads of water gathered at the tips of her nipples and dripped.
“I need you,” she whispered and lifted her hands and cupped his cheeks. “I need you to claim me as your mate.”
Passion flared in his eyes when he realized what she said to him. “You know if I do, it is forever. Blood bonds between mates ties your life to mine. There is no going back—you will be at my side for the rest of our days.”
Marlee smiled. “Yes, I understand and I accept it, when I was being held the only thing I could think of was getting back home. In the short time we have been together, you have become home to me. I need you.”
Sin closed his eyes, put his head against her forehead, and took a deep breath. He pulled back and stared at her intensely, as if trying to see if she would change her mind. Whatever was there must have answered his question.
“You need to heal,” he said slowly.
Marlee frowned and then said, “Really? Are you serious right now? I am standing here naked, demanding sex and mating, and you say I need to heal?”
“Well,” Sin said slowly.
“Maybe I will need to just take care of myself then since you don’t want to.” Marlee smiled and reached her hand down and skimmed her breasts, and then licked her lips slowly, moving them lower. Sin was watching her closely, when she reached the apex of her heat he snapped.
“Mine,” and there went his patience and his rationality. With his vampire speed, he was on her before she’d even finished opening her mouth. He needed to feel their connection again, he could have lost her, and it was not acceptable. He knew they were mates and connected before Dante injured her, but he would have suffered and let her go if she so chose. Now, with her standing before him, asking for forever, there was no going back for him. His feelings and need for her far outweighed any rationality he had had before.
“I don’t want you to be hurt ever again!” Then he closed his mouth over hers, forcefully thrusting his tongue into her mouth to stroke her own. It was a punishing, possessive, hungry kiss. That same blast of fire that always came with kissing her rushed through him just as it rushed through her. In a matter of minutes her temperature had risen to a whole new high. One hand snaked around his neck, pulling him into her for more. The low growl emitted from him only encouraged her, setting a need to push him out of the confinements of his control and unleash the animal underneath. The little nip she gave to his bottom lip seemed to be just what it took.
Sin wound his fingers in her hair, tugging her head backwards and taking complete control. The simple show of dominance sent a quake straight to her clit. Her channel clenched, desperate for what she desired most—Sin. His free hand moved from her waist up her ribcage, sending little chills up her spine in a perfect contrast to the heat that built inside her. His movements were deliberately slow, enhancing the anticipation as he made his way around her ribs and navigated north.
He palmed her breast and then, with his thumb and finger, pinched her nipple swiftly. She jerked and moaned so he did it again. The wonderful sting he eased with soft caresses, throwing her off guard. Tweek, rub, tweek, back and forth he tortured her, heightening her senses.
“I was just trying to be nice, and what do I get?” Sin kissed her again before she could reply. “Whether you believe it or not, I admire you, I respect you, and I care about you.” He held back the 'L' word deliberately. He sensed the shock she was feeling quickly give way to skepticism.
Cutting off whatever she was about to say, he cupped her mound and stroked her clit. “It’s true. And I can’t stand the idea of anything happening to you,” while stroking her clit again with one hand, and pinching a nipple with the other. She half-moaned half-whimpered, gripping his t-shirt as if to anchor herself.
“Like that, baby?” Her eyes flipped open and her glare was fierce.
“Do we really need to talk?” she said and he cupped her harder and stroked her clit again.
“I’ll talk however much I want,” Sin growled, she was going to have to learn some manners.
“What? AHHHH!” she yelled when he pinched her clit.
He freed his painfully hard cock from his jeans. “Yeah? Well this sweet talker is about to fuck you, baby.”
With vampiric speed he slipped his hands under her thighs, hoisted her up, and plunged inside her, seating himself to the hilt in one harsh stroke.
They both groaned. “Sweet Jesus, Marlee,” he breathed against her lips as her muscles clamped around his cock. She was so hot, tight, and wet, and she was all his whether she liked it or not anymore.
Why did it have to feel so good to have him inside me? she thought, she wanted to seduce him, but the way it was going, she had lost control. The way he filled her and stretched her made her feel completely and utterly taken. Marlee wanted so much to finish their mating, it seemed so right now, and she was impatient.
She wanted so much to be able to lay in his arms and know they belonged together. It was what she had been missing in her life. She knew that now. If it hadn’t been for their link, she’d be dead, she knew that too, but she’d sensed the honesty in his feelings and knowledge they were mates and also his fear that she was hurt. She couldn’t move too fast, she wanted him to understand she was not making a snap decision.
She had to admit to herself, though, that even if she hadn’t sensed those things, she probably wouldn’t have been able to fight the need to have him, especially sensing it might be the forever kind of love she had always wanted.
“Can you feel how much I love being deep inside you?” his voice thick with lust and a need to move that for whatever dumb reason, he was resisting.
She nodded.
“I can sense how much you love it too,” he whispered.
It was at times like this when the stupid link really pissed her off. When he knew things like this it apparently made him chatty. To add to that, it made her feel impatient and needy. What was frustrating her even more now, however, was that he wasn’t moving.
Marlee tightened her legs around his hips and squeezed her inner muscles around his dick, hoping to entice him. “You want me to fuck you, baby?” he grinned.
“Are you freaking kidding me? I am wrapped around you like a damn monkey, and you want to know the answer to that question?”
“Come on, baby, I need to hear it. I want you to admit that it’s only me you want, no one else.”
Damn him, she thought. She remained quiet.
“Admit it. It is only me you want buried inside you like this?”
“Yes,” she cried moving against him. Rewardingly, he withdrew and then drove himself deep. She groaned and locked her arms around his neck.
“You will be beside me from here on out?” He stilled his motions waiting for her reply.
“Yes.” Again he withdrew and then surged into her, wringing another groan from her.
“Who is your mate? Tell me,” Sin demanded as he stilled once again.
“You,” she screamed.
“That’s a very good thing, baby, because if another guy even tries to touch you again, I’ll fucking kill him.” Palming her ass to hold her still, he began pounding into her as if he was possessed.
It was exactly how she wanted him. God, it was absolutely amazing. Each thrust was harsh and ruthless. It was as if each time he drove into her, he was driving home his words.
“I’ve needed you since the second I laid eyes on you, Marlee. Even then, even that very first day, I couldn’t shake the goddamn feeling that you were mine.”
She opened her mouth to say something but all that came out was a moan. Marlee realized then that she had known it as well. Part of her wanted to deny she was his or anyone else’s, it was too fast, yet another part of her wanted to growl at him that he was hers too and t
hat he’d better remember that. He would never drink from another again.
She doesn’t know what he saw in her expression but suddenly he raised a brow and growled, “Are you going to tell me you’re not mine?” He knotted a hand in her hair. “Are you?”
Marlee gasped and said, “No, we are one.”
"You will tell me before I am done with you. Let's get a little more comfortable," he gave her a lopsided smile, then there was an odd sensation in her stomach, and suddenly she was lying on her back on the silk sheets. Sin stood at the edge of his bed just staring at her. He then rid himself of his own clothes, leaving her no time to ogle because abruptly he fell to the floor, closed his mouth over her clit, and suckled.
FUCK! she thought and arched her back up high.
At the same time he started pinching her nipples again, subjecting her to a sensory overload. He really was a freaking amazing lover. She hated the way she was writhing and twisting and whimpering but she couldn’t help it. She wanted to tell him to stop but if anyone knew how to tease it was Sin, and he was such a master at it that he robbed her of the ability to speak. He continued until she was not only speechless but mindless, then her entire body clenched and jerked and it felt like she’d imploded as her release hit.
When she opened her eyes again, it was to find him gazing at her wearing the cockiest, self-satisfied expression. She just wanted to wipe it right off his face. Oh and she was going to.
She crooked her finger at him and instantly he crawled over her and meshed his lips with hers. His kiss was hungry and, again, possessive. If he hadn’t been off-guard, she doubted she’d have been able to do it but she actually managed to flip him onto his back.
He looked up at her as she straddled him, surprised but pleasantly surprised, if the grin on his face meant anything. But she didn’t impale herself on him as he was obviously expecting. No, because she had a point to prove: she could make him as mindless as he could make her.
She crawled backwards until her head was level with his cock, which was, she had to say, very impressive, still the sight made her heady. She licked the entire length of it from base to tip and then swirled her tongue around the head.
Sin shuddered and groaned. Knowing this was going to shock the hell out of him, she couldn’t help smiling. She inhaled his scent and then winked at him as she closed her mouth over his dick.
Her hot, slick mouth is fucking amazing, he thought and leaned his head back to concentrate on not shooting his load too soon.
As Marlee took his cock further into her scorching hot mouth, he almost came right then, he’d never felt anything like it before. “Fuckin' A, baby, that feels so fucking good.”
It would’ve felt amazing having her deep-throat him purely because it was Marlee, but this… Fuck, she is going to kill me with her teasing.
She sucked him deeper each time, gliding her hot tongue along the underside and occasionally grazing with her teeth. He was completely hypnotized by the sight of his cock disappearing into her luscious, talented mouth. She was sucking so hard that her cheeks hollowed.
“Shit, Marlee.” Now she was playing with his balls at the same time. God, he loved the woman: this very crazy, fragile, human. On second thought, scrap the fragile part.
He glided his hand into her hair and began lifting his hips, surging up to meet her burning hot mouth. He was practically fucking it but she just smiled around his cock. Knowing he wasn’t going to last much longer, he pulled her head away.
“I need to be inside you again,” he growled. She wore a wicked smile on her beautiful face, like a sinful angel. “Come here.”
Slowly she slinked her way over him.
“You’re amazing, do you know that?” he grabbed her by her nape and pulled her face to his, taking her lips in a searing, greedy kiss. He clutched and molded those breasts that were, hands down, the most incredible pair he’d ever seen. You couldn’t look at them without wanting to bury your face between them, so he did exactly that. Then, unable to resist the taut buds, he closed his mouth over one, suckling and nibbling. He loved the husky moans she made when he sucked her breasts.
Already his cock was hard again just listening to the moans. He flicked her other nipple repeatedly with his tongue, then plucked at it with his teeth. “You like that, don’t you?”
She moaned in response. Unable to wait any longer to be inside her again, he grabbed her by the hips and poised her above his dick. “Ride me, Marlee.”
Even if his life had depended on it, he couldn’t have moved his eyes from the vision of her lowering herself onto his cock. One inch. Two inches. Then she stopped.
“Let go.” The second he dropped his hands from her hips she slammed down onto him, impaling herself to the core.
“Son of a bitch.” When another wicked smile split his mate’s lips, his cock seemed to harden even more, if that was possible.
Slowly she elevated herself until only the head remained inside her, and then she slammed down on him again.
“MINE,” he growled deeply.
She did it again, and then it seemed as though her restraint snapped and control became nothing more than a distant memory. She rode him hard and fast, slamming down on him over and over. Nothing had ever felt better.
Needing to touch her, he squeezed her breasts, tweaked, and pinched her nipples. It wasn’t enough; he needed her lips again. Fisting a hand into her hair, he dragged her down and ravished her mouth as she continued to ride him so hard he thought his cock would snap.
Close to the edge now, he gripped her hips and began lifting to meet each of her downward thrusts. Seizing her gaze, he growled, “Come for me, baby. I want to hear you scream my name again.”
He sank his teeth into her neck, groaning at the taste of her. It’s tangy thickness coated his throat, loading his balls up tight against his body. Her body tightened and jerked and her muscles spasmed around his cock as she screamed his name. Sin slammed her down onto him one final time, holding her there as he exploded inside her. As his warm come continued to pump coating the walls of her tunnel, he growled, “Mine, forever,” lifted his wrist and bit down until he tasted his blood. Holding out his arm, he grinned when she grabbed it and sucked it in her mouth.
“Mine,” she said around his wrist and it made him shiver with another release.
With his body then very replete, he sank into the mattress as she flopped down over him, weak against his chest. He curled his arms around her and stared into her eyes, growling, “Mine.”
The here and now—the ultimate definition of sated for them both.
Chapter Sixteen
Sin stood in his office and grinned as he thought of his mate. His mate, he never thought it would actually be a term he would ever get to use. But thinking it now, Sin knew it was right.
Cillian was still trying to make sense of some of the journals. There had been at least one case where the vampire had found their one, but they had not been able to mate for some reason. He didn’t understand it, nor did his friend. The words in the journal didn’t make sense. But the one thing that did was their bond, it was pure, and strong, he could feel Marlee even now.
She was lying in their bed sleeping, feeling content and dreaming of their future together. So many things still needed to be answered and figured out, but for him, this was what life was all about. Finding his other half—the one to bring warmth to the heart that had grown cold through the years.
There was one thing he was interested in finding out, the one thing that would alert people to his next power, something that could change his life more than even Marlee could. The ability to walk in the sun, had the fisherman been right, would Marlee’s blood allow him to walk in the sun once again. Feel its warmth as it caressed his face. He had been so long without it, he couldn't even bring the memory of the feeling forward in his mind.
Would it make a difference in his feelings for her? No, Sin didn’t care, Marlee was his no matter what, and he would never have mated her solely for that ab
ility, however it would be a bonus. Children, what of his children? Would they be angry and jealous? These questions would all need to be answered.
Cillian walked into his office and shook his head. “Sire, we may have won the battle, but we have only begun the war.”
“What are you talking about?” Sin growled and looked at his second.
“Dante was not the leader. He was a pawn contacted by someone else to send a warning. This was not the only territory the leader is looking at,” Cillian said.
“How do you know this?” Sin asked.
His second held up a piece of paper. “Bank information. Dante was receiving funding from somewhere in Europe. When we traced the account the deposits it came from the account was closed, but several other deposits were made across at least twelve countries. We are tracking who the money was given to, but they were paying Dante to weaken you, if they are paying others to do the same, we are looking at a much bigger threat.”
Sin frowned and stared at the paper. Vampire lords across Europe were going to be targeted, for what end he didn’t know. However, if someone wanted to try to take over the lords, they did have a much bigger problem.
Vampires were territorial creatures, and only a few of them would ever ask for help from another lord unless he was in dire straights. Sin had his allies, and there was no way he was going to allow one of them to fall. Some of the others, Sin would help topple just because they were cruel bastards that had no idea how to rule. However, did he want to help?
Ireland was strong, now with a mate, he could already feel his power rising. The fate of vampires and humans could be at stake. Was he willing to sit back and do nothing? Sin already knew the answer to that; it was just a matter of accepting it.
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