Chapter 38 #2
Once they vanished from sight, Bokkan ushered me into the house and shut the door. When he turned toward me, my body heated from the look on his face. He was staring at me as though he wanted to eat me alive.
Listening to my instincts, I took a step back, a hand rising to my throat.
“What were you thinking about in the parlor?” he asked.
His voice rolled through me, raspy and deep. My nipples hardened again, and I felt my pussy growing wet.
“Your scent,” I answered without thinking. “And how I wanted to take a bite out of you.”
He clenched his hands into fists and took a step toward me. Again, I backed up. There was a voice inside me, whispering. Urging. Telling me to run so that he would chase me. To make him prove his worthiness to me.
Confused, I shifted again, taking one more step back.
“Tell me what you are thinking,” Bokkan insisted, his voice still little more than a growl.
I swallowed hard as my body seemed to grow hotter. “I want to run. I feel like I need to.”
Red rimmed his black eyes, glowing brighter with each breath. “And you want me to chase you?”
I nodded in response to his question, my voice gone beneath the onslaught of the primal urges overwhelming me.
Leaning forward, Bokkan whispered, “Run, little mate. Because I will always catch you.”
I whirled and took off down the hall, back toward the parlor, because he stood between me and the door. Maybe I could slip out one of the windows. When I heard his steps close in on me, I darted to my left and into the library.
I dashed around the big table in the center of the room, putting it between us. A quick glance over my shoulder showed that Bokkan’s fingers were only a few inches from my shoulder when I darted away.
We faced each other over the table, my lungs heaving, not from exertion but from excitement.
Bokkan opened his mouth to speak, but I moved.
I sprinted back toward the door, juking to one side as he reached for me and ducking beneath his grasping hands.
My feet pounded on the floor as I ran for the door, going as fast as I could.
My mate’s steps were thunderous behind me just before his arms wrapped around me and he yanked me off my feet.
I thrashed his hold as he turned me and tossed me over his shoulder, his hand clamping down on the back of my outside leg, leaving his fingers pressing against the seam of my trousers between my legs.
My clit throbbed at the contact, and the fire in my blood grew hotter.
I kicked my legs and smacked his back with my fist as he kept moving forward and up the stairs to the second floor. A sharp slap on my ass broke through the urge to fight, and I went completely still.
By the time I recovered, the door to Bokkan’s bedchamber was shut behind us, and the bar dropped over it.
In a few long steps, my mate heaved me off his shoulder, dropping me on the bed.
I tried to kick out at him as I scrambled back on the mattress, but he caught my foot and yanked my boot off.
My other foot received the same treatment, even as I tried to pull it away.
I turned over to crawl away, and his heavy weight hit my back, pinning me down to the bed.
He used just enough of his weight to keep me from bucking him off, but not so much that I couldn’t breathe.
I threw an elbow back toward him, but he used his forearm to trap it to the mattress.
His other hand worked its way between my body and the mattress, grasping the drawstring on my trousers.
Once they fell loose from my hips, he levered off me and yanked them down, taking my panties with them. I bucked my hips, trying to flip over, but his huge hand landed on my bare ass with a sharp smack.
A low whimper escaped my mouth as I squirmed on the bed, squeezing my thighs together. My shirt and bra disappeared in a blink, leaving me naked on the bed.
Sharp claws trailed down my back on either side of my spine, just hard enough for me to feel them.
I hissed and flipped over. Then, I pounced. I grabbed Bokkan and managed to roll him. He went willingly enough, staring up at me as I crouched over him, my lips peeled back from my teeth in a snarl.
I felt… animalistic. I wanted to bite him. Claw him. Mark him up so any female who saw him would know who he belonged to.
“Mine,” I growled. My voice had taken on an inhuman depth, echoing in my chest. I sounded demonic.
“Yours,” Bokkan said.
I tore the laces free from his pants, freeing his cock with a sharp yank of the fabric, tearing it from his hips.
His cock jutted straight up, and I bent over to suck the tip into my mouth.
Bokkan’s hips arched as I wet him with my mouth until his erection was glistening with my saliva and his pre-cum.
Pressing my palms against his sternum, I shoved him into the mattress as I lowered myself over his hard cock.
“Again,” I demanded. “Say it again.”
My body parted over him, taking him easily as I let my body drop inch by inch.
“I am yours. I belong only to you,” he rasped.
“Yes.” The word was a hiss as I took him deep, feeling utterly full, yet still desperate for something.
My left palm burned, the heat spreading out from the mating mark in the center to my fingers. When Bokkan tried to lift his head to kiss me, my hand moved to his throat, holding him down.
“Mine,” I growled again, completely lost to the instincts inside me.
I rolled my hips, feeling the thick length of his cock hitting every sensitive spot inside me.
“Take me then,” he said.
I rode him fast and furious, chasing the hot sensation that seemed to linger just out of reach. His body grew tense beneath mine, each muscle standing out in stark relief.
Bite. Mate. Brand.
The words seemed to echo in my mind, tumbling over and over each other until they consumed every bit of me. There was nothing left of Leda. Only those three words.
Leaning forward, I sank my teeth into him, this time in the muscle just above his right clavicle. His blood touched my tongue, and something burst inside me.
I exploded with heat and light, the orgasm locking me down until I was only shivering on top of Bokkan. My left hand was still around the front of his throat, and the heat grew and grew until I swore I could smell smoke.
Bokkan roared beneath me, his hands clamping down on my hips. He lifted me, slamming me down on his cock one last time before I felt the hot spill of him inside me. His grip on me kept me in place as we both shuddered from the intense pleasure that overwhelmed us.
When the spasms finally subsided, I lay on top of him, breathing heavily. Without thinking, I licked the wound I’d left on top of his shoulder. I should have been disgusted by the taste of his blood in my mouth, but I wasn’t. He tasted the way he smelled—spicy and slightly smoky.
Bokkan groaned beneath me, his cock twitching hard inside my pussy. There was an answering echo of pleasure deep inside me, and I clenched around him. Another groan escaped his mouth. He was utterly spent and utterly content.
I blinked at the thought. What the hell?
I straightened and looked down at him. “Do you feel that?” I asked.
His eyes opened, and he smiled up at me. “You mean, do I feel you?” His hands smoothed over my hips gently. “I do. I feel all of you.”
I realized I was still cradling his throat in my hand and slowly moved it away. That was when I saw the darker outline my hand had left behind. I could see each of my fingers around his throat on one side and my thumb on the other. It was crystal clear.
“Did I hurt you?” I gasped, reaching out to touch it again.
Then I realized it was the same color as the imprint of his hand on my chest, and I suddenly felt dizzy.
“Oh, my God,” I murmured, running my index finger over the outline.
Bokkan shivered at my touch. A smug smile curved his lips. “You branded me. Our mating bond is complete.”
I froze at his words. “It wasn’t complete before?”
He shook his head. “Not without your brand on me.”
“Is that why I can feel you now?”
He nodded.
“Can you feel what I feel, too?” I asked.
“Yes,” he purred, his body stretching beneath me.
“How?”
“I do not know. I can only assume your body absorbed enough magic in this realm to trigger the mating bond. I had hoped it would happen.”
“What if it didn’t?” I asked. “What would have happened?”
“Nothing would have changed. You are my mate. Whether you could return the brand or not was irrelevant.”
“But would that have been bad for you?”
“I do not know. But it does not matter. All that matters is our mating bond is complete, and I finally belong to you, body and soul.”
My hand moved from his throat to cup his cheek. This daemon was so unexpected. He was everything I’d ever wanted or needed yet never had from a human man.
I had my own personal monster, and I was keeping him forever.