Now He's Mine
*Hezzlie*
The look in Rowan’s eyes should probably frighten me, but it doesn’t. A shock of electricity flitters through my body. No longer feeling sluggish from the use of my powers, one look from this man, my marked mate, and my blood is on fire.
His lips land on mine with a hunger I feel in my core. HIs tongue darts around my mouth, devouring me from within. Whether it’s my wolf taking over my thoughts or a complete inability to think clearly, I can’t say, but I begin to act on instincts, reaching for the buttons on his shirt.
He doesn’t give me the chance to unbutton it. Instead, he takes both sides and rips it open, buttons flying everywhere, and then discards it. I don’t have any shoes or socks on because someone carried me to bed, but he sheds his easily and then starts to rip my clothes off, too.
“Hold on there, Alpha,” I say, not sure what to call him, but that seems fitting. “Not all of us have as many clothes as you do.”
“I’ll buy you more,” he replies, his hot breath washing over my cheek as he doesn’t wait for me to acquiesce and give him permission. Instead, he sinks his lips against the joint of my neck and shoulder and begins to suck, his tongue lashing out and lighting my skin on fire, and I don’t even notice when he rips all of my clothing off my body, except for my panties.
I do have the presence of mind–or instinct–to reach for the button of his slacks and unfasten it, shoving his pants and boxers down. His cock springs free, and oh my how I have missed it. I can’t help but run my hand down the shaft as Rowan continues to plant kisses and what will inevitably be hickeys along my shoulder.
He lifts me up and dumps me on the bed and I spread my legs so that he fits neatly between them. My panties are still in the way, which I find annoying, but at the moment, he’s making his way down to my breasts, taking one nipple between his hot lips and rolling the other in his hand. I thread my fingers through his hair to encourage him to suck harder, even though he’s already eating me alive. My hips buck up off the bed like an animal that can’t be contained.
Rowan kisses down to my belly button and then lifts his face to look into my eyes. I can hardly breathe, and my thighs are slick with my own want. I see that flicker in his eyes and know that my neck and breasts are not the only parts of me he wants to feast on.
I couldn’t stop him if I wanted to. Not that I do.
He grins at me in a way I might actually find enduring if I hadn’t already discovered long ago that he is a royal jackass. Still, he’s my jackass. I lift my hips, but he doesn’t need me to. He rips my panties off me the same way he did the other pile of scraps across the room that used to be my clothing, and then he buries his face between my folds.
I’ve never felt anything like this before as he laps up my juices, his tongue darting in and out of my body before he pauses to suck my clit. I squirm, chasing an orgasm and trying to escape his demands, but it doesn’t take long for me to explode around him, my body curling up as much as I can until he pushes me back down. “Please, Rowan,” I whimper, not even knowing what I’m begging him for. The last time I implored him this way, I was begging him to fuck me. Maybe that’s what I want now, or maybe I’m begging for mercy.
He smirks, chuckling a bit, and it vibrates against my clit, making me shudder even more.
He lifts himself up and picks up both of my legs. I have no idea what he’s doing, but when he plunges into me at a new angle, I am right back in that place of mounting pleasure that has me slamming my body against his with every long stroke of his thick cock. I can take him all, now that we’ve had sex twice before, even though I’m a little sore at first because it’s been a while, and even though he’s massive, I want all of him. Every fucking inch.
“Does that feel good, baby,” he asks, beginning to breathe a little harder.
I slide my hand over the rippled muscles of his abdomen and lower, to the place where we become one. “Yes.” It’s all I need to say to encourage him to fuck me even harder.
I’m just about to lose myself again when he resituates me. It doesn’t keep the orgasm from rolling over me. He’s behind me now, still thrusting into me as he leans down. I feel his breath first, which sends a shiver over me, even though my muscles are spasming so hard, I can’t breathe. Then, his teeth sink into my skin, and the scent of blood fills the air.
It doesn’t hurt. When I bit him, I was certain it had to hurt because there was so much blood and he was so fucking mad. But this just stings. It’s a good sting, like when a muscle gets some attention in the gym it hasn’t for a while. A sizzle of energy passes through me and sinks into my heart, and I feel what I can only describe as an enchanted threat that binds me to Rowan electrifying deep within me.
As good as he feels in this current position, I need to look at him. I pull free of him and swivel in his arms, pulling him closer to me. He shoves deep inside of me again, but I place a hand on his hip and beg him silently to slow down.
He does, his lips finding mine in a slow, deep kiss where I taste my own blood on his tongue. He continues to kiss me slowly, while he fucks me with deep grinding motions until he’s all I can think about, all I want to think about, and when we both come, it’s together, one long, earth-shattering orgasm that might blow the windows out of the entire mansion if we could transfer this power beyond our own bond.
When it’s over, I fully expect him to storm from the room as he always has before. Instead, he pulls my head onto his chest, smooths back my hair, and kisses me firmly on the forehead.
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