Chapter 33 #2
“I can’t bite you until I’ve conquered you.”
He dragged his cock out slowly, before thrusting in roughly.
“Consider me conquered.”
He pulled out, instead.
And rolled me to my stomach, between his thighs.
“Oh god,” I moaned, on my hands and knees as he dragged the tip his erection over my entrance, lifting my ass higher to give himself better access.
“No god. Just me.” He squeezed my backside with the hand that wasn’t on his cock. “I want to bite you twice.”
“I’ve been conquered. I have no say,” I teased breathlessly.
He laughed—and fucked me hard.
I cried out as he took me from behind. His hands slid up to my waist, and he hauled me up off the bed, so the back of my neck was in front of his mouth.
He buried one of his hands in my hair, yanking the mass of it up off my neck so he could bite me.
His teeth sank deep into the place where my throat met my shoulder, like they had that first day in the office.
The climax burst through me like fireworks across a dark sky. I came harder than ever, crying out with the intensity of the pleasure that engulfed everything.
He dragged his tongue roughly over the wound while I rode out the intense waves of pleasure. His fist tugged my hair higher and left me with a kiss over the small cut before he bit me again, on the other side.
It was just as intense as the first.
I shattered, every piece of me breaking and reforming under the hands of the man I loved.
Maverick snarled as he lost control with me, pumping into me harder and faster while he licked the wound he’d given me, marking me as his the same way I’d marked him as mine.
“Oh fuck,” I breathed, as his entire cock started to swell. The base grew larger and thicker than the rest, locking us together the way he’d mentioned to me before. “Oh, fuck, Mav. You didn’t warn me that it would—fuck!” The pleasure that hit me was irrational and all-consuming and everything.
I screamed as I came again, the climax so intense it was electric.
The word he’d used before came to mind.
Knot.
His hands moved hungrily over my body, his mouth on my shoulder, my throat, my ear.
“Good, right?” His voice was low and gravelly.
“Insane.” My hips were arching and rocking, because the pleasure didn’t fade with my climax.
It kept going.
And going.
And going.
“You take me so well, Bloom. Can you feel that bond forming? The path to your mind is so fucking smooth. It’s almost there. Almost done.”
“I don’t know what I feel. How long does this last?”
“Your body decides. Probably not long, this time.” He sucked and nipped my throat, his cock throbbing again as a savage groan ripped through him.
I cried out as I came again.
And again.
I was consumed.
All that existed for me was Maverick. His hands. His chest, pressed against my back.
His cock.
God, his cock.
Apparently, I liked knots. It was fucking unreal.
A delirious laugh escaped me as I climaxed again. “You said not long.”
“Guess you need me more than I realized.”
I swatted his arm, and he laughed.
We shattered together, with one more overwhelming release, and something inside me finally seemed to relax. His knot slipped free, and he eased me back to the mattress, on my back.
I stared up at him, dazed, taking in the world’s most ridiculously perfect cock… with a slight upgrade.
It was thicker than it had been before we mated, and at the top, there was a slight bulge. Otherwise, it looked completely normal, if oversized.
But what about him wasn’t oversized?
I didn’t have time to take it in, because as my pleasure finally faded, something within my mind seemed to stretch.
It was uncomfortable at first, but I winced when the discomfort became a sharp jab of pain.
Yeah, that hurt.
I sucked in deep breaths, my head tipping back and my eyes closing as some part of me changed. Maybe even shifted.
And then I felt it.
The thing he’d mentioned. The path between our minds.
It was short and smooth, and in some ways, it felt like something had just fallen perfectly into place.
“Breathe, Sugar. You’re alright. Just adjusting.” Maverick’s voice was calm. It sounded different. Closer. Not in my ear, but in my mind.
My eyes flew open.
He grinned wider. Prouder. “Hear that?”
His lips didn’t move.
I felt his words in a deeper part of me. It felt good, somehow. Right.
He’d warned me, but yeah, that was still just a tiny bit terrifying. Being a vampire obviously didn’t come with any kind of mental connections.
“This is normal?” I asked him.
“It is.” His hand moved slowly over my thigh, soothing me, not trying to start something we’d just finished.
“Does it always feel so intimate for you?”
“No, that’s just us. It’s harder to reach packmates, and it doesn’t feel this natural. This is effortless.”
My gaze moved from his face back to his gigantic cock, and I spoke aloud. “You forgot to warn me about that.” On second thought, it was actually easier to talk mentally. That was kind of bizarre.
“Yeah. I’d apologize, but I’m not that sorry.”
I shook my head but couldn’t fight my smile. “Do I need to do something about birth control?”
“Nah, I’m still not fertile until breeding season hits. There’s a pill I’ll take when it does, so I’m shooting blanks.”
“Wow.” I lifted a hand to my hair. It was a tangled, wild mess. “So that’s knotting.”
“That’s knotting. You seem like a fan.”
“Isn’t everyone a fan?”
His grin widened. “Yeah.”
“And it’s going to happen every time we have sex?”
“Every time.”
Shit.
That was intense.
He lowered himself over me and kissed me again a little slower and a little deeper. “Now, I believe we have a best friend to visit, an apartment to pack up, and a string of murders to solve?”
“You believe correctly,” I murmured. “But I’m not done processing this.”
“I can put it in an email, if you think that would help.”
I nodded. “Good idea.”
He snorted. “Fuck, I love you.”
“You’d better, because you’re stuck with me now, mate.”
“You can just call me that from now on.”
“Who knew you were cheesy?” I teased.
“Everyone.” Maverick leaned down and kissed me, slowly. “Ready to go back to the real world?”
“Never.”
But when he dragged me off the bed and hauled me to the shower, I didn’t protest.
We could marinate in our excitement when no one’s life was in danger anymore.