Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I licked my lips, my gaze riveted on his dick until he whispered my name. “Celeste.”
“I want to make you fully mine tonight. To complete the claiming ceremony and solidify the bond between us.”
There was no hesitation when I answered, “Yes.”
One word was all Ren needed to take action. The sheets beneath me changed in the blink of an eye to the softest red silk I’d ever touched. Lit candles lined every flat surface around us, interspersed with huge bouquets of lily of the valley—my favorite flower. Their fresh, slightly sweet fragrance filled my nostrils.
His thoughtfulness wasn’t a surprise, but it was appreciated. But he didn’t give me a chance to express my gratitude before he claimed my lips in a deep kiss that left me wanting more.
When he lifted his head again, a wicked smile curved his lips. “Celeste Fortune, do you accept my claim on you?”
He had already explained the ritual, so I knew how to respond. “Yes, I accept your claim on me with all my heart and soul, Ren Bancroft.”
His eyes darkened as his gaze met mine. “You’re prepared to be mine from now until the end of time?”
“And beyond,” I whispered into his lips, ready to taste him. More than ready to be claimed by him.
“To cement our mating bond, you must trust me unequivocally. Are you prepared to demonstrate the depth of your faith in me?”
I knew with every fiber of my being that I wanted everything that came from belonging to Ren. Putting my arms around his neck, I pulled him closer, our lips almost touching. “Whatever you need, Ren. Take it.”
I sealed my words by pressing my lips to his. He growled, deepening our kiss as his tongue met mine, our bodies molded together.
We’d had sex plenty of times, but as amazing as those encounters were, they paled in comparison to this moment. Magic sparked between us as he slowly slid his hard dick deep into my core.
“Are you ready for me?” he whispered into my ear.
I was already on fire just from feeling him inside me. “I’m so ready for you.”
“Good girl.”
He pumped harder, and my whole body was alive as I moved with him. His kisses continued trailing down my neck while we moved together.
I knew what was coming next, but I still gasped when his mouth opened against my neck, and I felt just the tip of his fangs against my pulse point.
As if to distract me, his fingers went between us, rubbing my clit as he continued to pump inside my tight heat.
“Right there,” I panted. “Oh, yes.”
He swirled his fingers along my clit, using his tongue in the same motion on my neck before slowly sinking his fangs into me. There was pain from his bite, but at first, it was balanced out by pleasure. My orgasm crashed even harder, and I moaned as my body shook underneath him. He groaned into my neck before he unlatched, licking over the bite mark, then moving back to my lips.
He kissed me through the maelstrom of agony that swept through my body. I wasn’t sure how long it lasted, but when it passed, I had fangs in my mouth that ached to bite into his chest. Leaning forward, I gave in to the urge and sank the pointy tips into his flesh.
Gripping the back of my head, he moaned as I marked the soft spot near his breastbone. The taste of his blood filled my mouth, and it only turned me on more.
“That’s it, my love,” he encouraged, his hips working his dick in and out of my core.
After licking over the bite as he’d done for me, I tilted my head back to meet his gaze. With our bond in place, our desires mingled in our shared consciousness, deepening our passion. I felt his pleasure build as he moved inside me, and it was unlike anything I could have imagined.
Neither of us said a word as he pumped faster, his body shaking as I licked over his mark again. Another orgasm crashed over me at the same moment that I felt him spill inside me.
It was utter perfection.
When our shuddering subsided, we crashed down on the mattress together. Our breathing was in sync as he pressed his face to my chest, our bodies still connected.
My whole being felt different. Lighter.
And I could feel what he was feeling, zinging with pleasure still.
I never wanted the moment to end.
Ever the gentleman, Ren looked up at me with his bright blue gaze. “Are you feeling okay, love?”
“Better than okay,” I whispered, pushing his dark hair away from his forehead. “Which you already know.”
“Yes, because we’re connected now. We’ll feel each other’s emotions.” He gave me a lopsided grin that showed off his sharp white canines. "And now you know what fangs feel like.”