Total pages in book: 9
Estimated words: 8323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 42(@200wpm)___ 33(@250wpm)___ 28(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 8323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 42(@200wpm)___ 33(@250wpm)___ 28(@300wpm)
“Halcyon. Please. I need more,” she begs. “I think I’ll die if you don’t take me now.” She’s writing against me like a cat in heat, and I love it. Hearing her suddenly husky voice beg for my cock is something I have been waiting on for a long time. She is under me, and it’s all I can do to keep from coming on the smooth, creamy skin of her soft belly. I want to give it all to her, but I also can’t get enough of her sweet honey. She is writhing underneath me, and her vocalness is ramping me up. I want all her cries of pleasure for me. It is irrational that I care so much that my neighbors can hear her. None of that matters, though; she’s mine. My mate.
I pull her knees up to her chest and align my aching, dripping cock to her pretty pink pussy, then slowly slide inside of her. Her breathing increases, as does mine. As I push past her cherry, I feel as though I have done everything right in my life to get to this point as I slide deeper and deeper into her. When she doesn’t cry out in pain, I feed her more of my cock.
“Hal, please. More,” she whispers. Her ankles lock around my neck, and her fingers heat up around my biceps. Between the heat and her nails digging into me, I know this is my little witch's way of marking me. As she continues to burn the shape of her fingers on my skin, I can do nothing but throw my head back, and the growl that escapes me is otherworldly. Slamming into her even harder, I know I need to mark her as mine quickly. I reach up to my neck and unlock her ankles to set her legs down so that her black-tipped toes are flat on the bed. I pull all the way out of her tight heat and glance down to see her virgin blood glistening on my cock. Knowing that she’s only mine brings something out in me that I didn’t know I possessed. It’s so fucking caveman of me, but I don’t care.
She looks like she is about to protest the loss of me, but I quickly turn her over and put her on all fours. Wrapping my hand in her hair, I line my cock back up with her pussy and slam inside of her. I repeat this over and over until we are both mindless. I flip her back over and slide back into her. I reach for her hands and lace our fingers, making my body flush with hers. This closeness is everything.
“Oh Goddess, yes. Yes! Yes!” she screams over and over. Mindlessly. Her pussy squeezes my cock viciously, and nothing has ever felt so fucking good.
“You are my mate. Say you are my mate!” I demand, perilously close to losing my mind. I’ve heard of mate fever; of course, everyone has, but hearing about it and experiencing it are different. The fire coursing through my veins feels hotter than lava and infinitely more deadly.
“I am your mate. I take you as you such,” she says formally, binding us together. I feel her magical tendrils wrap around mine. I feel the universe shifting into place for us. Crashing into place is more like. An earthquake could swallow us right now, and we wouldn’t notice anything.
“I am your mate. I take you as such,” I growl, completing our sacred bond before wrapping my fingers around her delicate neck, burning my grip into her creamy skin while she does the same to my neck. This will bind her to me as well as intensify our orgasms. It will also show the world that we belong to each other. I shout her name as my release floods her tight, constricting walls with my seed, and I pray it takes hold. Breeding her the first time is rare but not unheard of. The resulting witch or warlock will be a force to be reckoned with. I run my fingers over the burn mark I left on her skin, which causes her to shudder and her pussy to contract around me, tightening on my cock once more. I am still rock-hard.
“Can ye take more, mate?”
“I can take everything,” she moans.
I bet she can.
Chapter
Three
JADIS
“I am your mate. I take you as you such.” Formally binding us together just feels right.
“I am your mate. I take you as such.” Hearing him say in return makes my heart soar, and my pussy clench around him. He’s still thrusting inside of me, railing me within an inch of my life. It’s everything I ever thought it would be and more. We may know nothing about each other, but that’s the great thing about fated mates. We don’t have to know anything beforehand. We literally have eternity to learn.