by Mina Carter
He’d done that. Made her shiver and moan in his arms, those sexy little sounds imprinted on his soul forever. Each stroke of his hands over her skin brought a new reaction and he lapped them up, needing to bring her to ecstasy over and over again. She was like a drug—his perfect addiction and one he never wanted to be free of.
A sensual temptation he would never let go.
“Scream for me, kitten,” he ordered, his thrusts harder, faster now. “I want to watch your face as you come. Love to see that.”
She panted and bit her lip as she looked down at him. Her eyes were shot with gold, evidence of her arousal and that both sides of her nature wanted this… Wanted him. His own lion purred, the beast mollified by the nearness of their mate… Well, the woman who would be as soon as he got his fangs in her shoulder and left his claiming mark. Which would happen by the end of the night. He wanted her to scream for him. Wanted her release. Wanted her breathless, moaning and clinging to him as she begged for both his cock and his bite.
“What about you?” she panted, the bite of her sharper than human nails against his pecs and shoulders sending lust rolling through his body right down to his cock.
The engorged shaft pulsed in her depths, massaged as the tight walls clenched around him. He closed his eyes for a second, fighting back the need to roar and lose his load there and then. Iron control was the only thing that held back the tide, and he knew his expression was tight when he opened his eyes.
“Don’t you worry about that. Just do as you’re told, kitten.”
His voice was harsh and deep with both passion and his cat, but he didn’t care. If the scent of arousal flooding the room was any indication, she didn’t either. He bit back his smile. His little kitten was as alpha as they came, but sometimes she had a surprisingly submissive streak.
He gripped the back of her hips, driving his upward at a relentless pace. She was so small and delicate that he was careful to moderate his strength, worried about hurting her. But within a few thrusts, those beautiful dark eyes opened and fixed on him.
“I’m not made of china,” she growled in irritation. “I won’t break. Now fuck me properly.”
“Yes, boss.” His smile was lost under a feral snarl as he did just as she asked.
Hands on her hips, he lifted her up, ignoring her little whimper of disappointment. Water sloshed around them as he spun her around, placing her hands on the side of the bath as he pushed her legs apart with his knee. She made that soft sexy sound of need and pushed back, grinding her ass against his cock in a way that heated his blood to boiling point.
“Oh, no, kitten.” He leaned over her to whisper in her ear. “You’re done giving orders. It’s my turn now.”
Dipping his hips, he reached between them to fit the broad head of his cock against her welcoming heat. A quick thrust and he was balls deep, their mingled groan barely fading before he began to move. Setting up a relentless rhythm, he reached around and down between her thighs to find her clit. His fingers moved in concert with his hips as she moaned and writhed. His cock pulsed, fire gathering at the base of his spine and reaching out to encircle his balls, but he ignored it. Her pleasure came first, came above everything, even his own needs.
“Oh… fuck… Logan…” she moaned, hips grinding back on each of his hard thrusts and her sweet pussy clenching around his shaft as her release grew ever nearer.
But he didn’t give her a break. Didn’t let up. Instead, he drove her higher and higher, nearer to that peak.
“That’s it, kitten. Let go,” he ordered, leaning down to scrape a fang, now dropped down into his mouth, over the tender skin of her shoulder. “Give it to me. I want to hear my name on your lips as you come. Scream for me, and I’ll give you what you need.”
She whimpered, a fresh wave of liquid heat bathing his cock and almost taking him over the edge there and then. He started to count backward from a hundred. Imagined pink fluffy kittens… the leaders of the city naked…anything nonsexual that would stave off his climax.
“No…” Her hand wrapped around his wrist where he had his hand braced on the edge of the tub next to hers. “Together. Fuck me and claim me, Logan… please.”
Her movements were uncoordinated, her pussy clenching around his cock in rhythmic waves that told him she was close.
“Take me, kitten,” he whispered, nipping her neck again as he thrust into her. He savored the shudder that ran through her body in response and the invitation as she tilted her head to the side, baring her throat to him in submission.
He relished the cascade of ripples that began as he played with her clit. Her claws emerged, kissing his skin, and he knew she was right on the edge. Pulling back, he rolled his hips to tease her and then thrust back in. Hard. “Take all of me… own all of me as I own all of you.”
She moaned as her body tightened but he was ready. The instant he felt her pussy grip him, he stopped kissing her neck and struck, driving his fangs deep into the fleshy part of her shoulder. His lion roared in triumph as she screamed his name and came hard and fast.
He held her in place with his teeth as his hips pumped. But it wasn’t long before the tight grip of her body and her climax triggered his. His cock jerked and pulsed, hot seed bathing her inner walls. She whimpered and moaned, clinging to his braced wrist as she rode his cock.
It seemed forever before the waves of pleasure ebbed and died down. Slowly, he disengaged his fangs, drawing them back as he swept his tongue over the wound on her shoulder to heal it. Satisfaction filled him. It was good and deep, would scar well. Then everyone would know without a doubt that she was his.
Pulling from her, he turned them both and gathered her into his arms, sliding into the water so they could recover. He heard a purr in the back of her throat as she nestled against him, head against his shoulder. Sleepy gold-shot dark eyes watched him and a smile curved her lips. Gentle fingers reached up to stroke gently along his jaw, pulling him down for a long kiss that was so soft and full of promise it made his heart ache.
“My king,” she murmured. “My mate. Finally.”
“And forever,” he purred in response, holding her to him as he closed his eyes.
Everything he needed was right there, in his arms, and they were his.
Forever.
The end
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