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Desperately needed. “Fuck me,” she begged.
By this time, the fire created by the bonds only eased when Brode’s mouth soothed, or the slide of his flesh alleviated the ache for his touch. The bands created a need that only BrOdByc could fill.
“I can’t breathe, I can’t think,” she moaned, moving into his touch.
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Watching Casey with heavy lids, Brode was overcome with emotions. Part of him couldn’t believe this was happening. His beautiful mate was lying beside him, mindless and craving what only he could give her. She didn’t know what was happening to her. Could she accept this?
After the initial shock of realizing his mating bands had entered her body, Brode figured out that he could control what the marks did.
Eyes glazed with passion, she begged him, “You’ve got to do something. Oh my hell. Make it stop.”
Her pleas reminded him of the pain she’d been in when he took her from the compliance pool. Immediately, he stilled. And forced his mating bonds to calm.
“Noooooooooo,” Casey wailed.
“You said stop. Am I hurting you?” Brode was confused. Was this not what she wanted?
“Don’t stop. Never stop. Feels good. Too good. I need more. Moremoremore please God, give me more.” Her hands reached out, her fingers tugging on his hair, digging into his shoulder. She tried to pull him closer.
She wanted him. Needed him. Needed more. He grinned and growled, “I’ll give you more.”
It became a goal. To make their lovemaking something Casey would crave for the rest of her life. He wanted her to love him, but for now, he’d take lust.
Leaning down, he kissed her and flicked her nipples with his fingers, swallowing her moans. After long moments, he tore his mouth away... and moved down her body. The satin texture of her flesh mesmerized Brode. Watching a deep blush bloom across her face and upper chest, he traced the color as it covered her breasts. Breasts crested with full areolas and dark puckered nipples. He licked and suckled, making her hips dance.
Brode moved lower. Wanting to explore every inch of her. The strip of tight curls between her thighs was his next stop. Setting a hand on her knee, he pulled her leg up, opening her wide enough he could move between her thighs and rub the tip of his cock through her slick folds.
She panted beneath him. Thrashed her head from side to side. Her body strained toward him, wanting more.
Brode sucked in a sharp breath when information flooded his mind. It was as if the knowledge had always been there, but this moment unlocked the secret.
In order for Casey to become his mate, their minds needed to connect. They needed to tie their souls and hearts together. His life span was much longer than hers and he wanted her life tied to his own. He wanted her with him forever.
Tamping down the forceful urge to claim her body, the muscles in his neck bunched and strained as he fought the demands of his cock. He needed to create that bond. Leaning down, he trailed his lips, teeth, and tongue over her skin—leisurely exploring the bounty of her flesh.
Smoothing his hand down her belly, he wrapped his hand around his cock, slid the tip over the trim curls at her mound, and dipped into the sweet warmth between her thighs.
Sucking in a sharp breath, all movement stilled, and Casey’s gaze locked with his. Feeling her body tense, he reveled in the shock and intensity of new sensations. Her hands flew up to pull urgently at his shoulders. His need grew alongside hers and there was no question that she wanted this. Wanted him. Her mewling cries and seeking hands told him just how badly she wanted him. Flexing his hips, he played the tip of his cock over her clit. Teasing.
He stilled for a moment, trying to regain some measure of sanity.
“Please, Brode. Oh, God, don’t stop!” Moaning, she moved her hips, trying to entice.
With his body over hers, he kept her locked in place. Open to him. Dependent on his every touch and stroke. He wanted her wild.
Lowering his head, he whispered in her ear, “Feel me, Casey. Feel me claim you. See how good we are together. You’re mine now.” Punctuating his possession of her with a powerful thrust, he buried his thick shaft to the hilt, his pubic bone rubbing her clit, sending shockwaves of unimaginable pleasure jolting through her body. He withdrew, only to plunge repeatedly into her tight sheath. As he moved inside her, the mating bonds aroused her flesh even more.
“Mine!” he growled. When she didn’t respond, he demanded. “Look at me, Casey. Tell me you are mine!”
Her gaze snapped to his. Bright blue eyes wide, she gasped for breath... answered his demand and made one of her own. “Yours. Which means you are mine.”
She wouldn’t get an argument. He wanted to be hers.
Casey’s acceptance allowed the mating bands to cross the shields in her mind. Her eyes widened, and she groaned at the surge of pleasure. When their minds connected, he felt her body as she felt his. Words were beyond them both.
Brode was thrilled, knowing once the connection was forged, it couldn’t be broken. They were truly joined, one to the other.
