Chapter 36
Thirty-Six
Anna
We lay together for some time, his cock inside me, my head on his chest. I listened to his pulse while my finger idly played with the twin marks on his chest. Marks I had made. The sign that he was mine, now and forever more.
I marveled at that, at the changes that had been wrought over me since the day I’d met him. I had a mate. The “broken-down clippy” had a mate. Everything was different now.
What did it mean for all the others out there like me? Was I special, or had we as a species been doing it all wrong this entire time? So many questions would arise from this.
That’s for later. Focus on the now.
Caz must have had the same thought—or perhaps he read mine through our burgeoning mate bond—because he stirred underneath me, his cock twitching
“My turn,” he rumbled.
“Good,” I teased.
He stuck his tongue out at me even as he rolled me onto my back. Rearing up tall and proud and all sexy muscle, he parted my legs, spreading them wide until I was exposed to him—exposed but not vulnerable. The worship on his face as he stared at my body was unmistakable.
The one thing I would never feel around Caz was fear or worry. Not for my own well-being. Just being in his presence had me knowing I was safe and protected. That he would do anything to prevent harm from coming to me.
Now he pressed up against me, stretching my pussy around his dick, the thickness of it filling me perfectly.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his eyes filling with a subtle light.
His dragon was there, pushing on him and demanding him to claim me. I could see him holding back, trying to fight it, but in the moment, that’s not what I wanted. Not what I needed.
“Let it go,” I said, scraping his chest and paying extra attention to my mate marks. “Don’t hold back on me. Not now, Caz. Not ever again. I’m yours.”
“That’s all I ever wanted,” he rumbled, low and pleased, the light in his eyes building further. “You. I want you now. I want you forever. Every morning. Every day. I never want to know a world without you in it.”
“I’m yours,” I moaned, my body starting to shake as he thrust against me repeatedly, crashing into my hips. “Caz, I am all yours.”
“Say it,” he growled, his fangs descending as I stared up at him, wide-eyed and eager. “Say it now!”
Somehow, I knew what he meant. What he needed to hear from my lips before he claimed me.
“I love you.”
Roaring, Caz smothered me under his body, burying his face in my neck as his hips pumped, his cock swelling.
My proclamation turned to a scream as hot, sharp pain exploded in my neck, his teeth sinking in deep. Penetrating. Taking.
Claiming.
Mine.
I had no recollection if the word was spoken or by whom. The world exploded into pure blinding whiteness that turned every line, every mate mark on my body, into a conduit of pure pleasure that burned itself deep, like a brand. Except it didn’t hurt.
Caz was roaring in my ear. I was thrashing and moaning, crying out like a wild woman as I soaked his cock, and he filled me with hot cum. The instant went on—two seconds, three, five, ten, and still it didn’t stop.
A full thirty seconds later, the world snapped back into view, though everything was still wildly out of focus.
Everything but the presence in my head.
My eyes found his, and I stared in wonder as I felt his emotions. In my head.
“I can feel you,” he whispered, his face awash in wonder and post-orgasm glow.
“Yeah,” I said just as quietly, analyzing the new sensations. “It feels like …”
“Floating.”
“Yes.” We locked eyes, and he smiled.
Once more, I felt his awe but also his happiness. His happiness with me. It was unlike any emotion I’d ever experienced. Which was true because it wasn’t mine. It was his.
My mate’s.
“Tell me what you need?” I said, stroking his face, unsure of what to do next. I had never looked past this part. Never thought I would ever even have so much as this, a mate who loved me, who wanted me for who I was.
It’s time to stop thinking of yourself as broken, Anna. Stop looking to a past that you don’t have. Instead, you need to look ahead. To a future you’re in the middle of creating. What do you want it to be?
“What do I need?” Caz grinned, and I felt his answer, on his face, between his legs, and in my mind, all at once. “Anna. The only thing I will ever need is right here. It’s you.”