Page 72 of His Curse
"Colton..." I moan. "Colton, I love you."
He growls again, releases my shoulder then flips us so I'm on top, but he keeps me close, andwowhe is somehow deeper than before like this. A feeling that makes my orgasm hit a new height because Istillhaven't stopped coming.
"Do it, Birdie,” Colton groans as I ride his hips, grinding down over his knot. "Fucking mark me. Claim me. I amyours."
So, I do.
I don't even hesitate, don't even think.
I rear back a little then bite him exactly where he bit me, bite his shoulder until I taste blood, until I tastehim, and that rope holding us together pulls so goddamn tight our bond slams into me like a freight train.
One my mate definitely feels because as soon as my jaw is locked, Colton's cock swells and his knot thickens inside me, my mate locking us together in yet another way while I bare down and swivel my hips, and then he shatters. Colton howls my fucking name as he fills me with his seed, as he empties every last drop of his cum so deep inside me that I can't help but let go of his flesh and scream out my relief that washes over me.
His arms wrap around me immediately, Colton's broad chest heaving against my own, his cock twitching with each flutter of my pussy, his knot still swollen as the aftershocks threaten to make us both come again. And because the reprieve is momentary, I try to hold my mate the way he’s holding me.
Unfortunately, my arms are now noodles and I can barely move them, which is something that makes Colton chuckle into my hair and complete the job for me. "How long do we have?" he asks, an obvious satisfaction in his voice.
"Maybe... maybe ten minutes..."Gods, I'm fucking breathless as hell. And limp. Totally fucking limp.
He sighs a contented sigh. "Just enough time to get you back to my bed so I can mate you properly next time."
I can't help but grin against my mate’s tan skin. "I don't know about that. I think we did it exactly like The Maker intended."
"Bare ass naked in the woods?" Colton chuckles again and it makes my belly flip. "I guess it makes sense but I doubt She planned for us to wind up with grass in our asses."
I giggle and manage to move enough to kiss his chest. "We are wolves, Colton. Mating me properly probably entails something much dirtier than that."
"Nah."
"Oh, come on. You think our ancestors screwed on pillow-top mattresses with five thousand thread count sheets? I bet they got on all fours in the dirt and mud, and fucked like animals."
He growls a little, a sexy growl that makes me shiver. "While I intend to do that and so much more to you and your fabulous little cunt, I don't want to hurt you, Birdie. Your wounds are barely healed."
There goes my heart, melting into a damn puddle over his words again.
But I just shrug and pretend like I'm not moved to tears. "Then you better hurry up and get us back to your place. We only have a few minutes before my need hits again and—”
"Our place,” Colton grunts as he sits us up. "A few minutes to get toourplace."
I meet his eyes the second I can and find that I am totally unprepared for what I see.
Possession. Heat.
Devotion and hope.
I see so much goddamn love it's blinding and I see... I see my future in those now permanent whisky-gold and blue wolf eyes—myAlpha's eyes.
"Our place?"
"You and me. Mine and yours. Our place.” Colton leans forward and kisses me sweetly, something I didn't even realize we hadn't done before he banged me silly. "It isn't much, but everything I have is yours, Lark. Everything. This is the beginning of us, the beginning of our story together and how we finally started our life, and together we will always be. You're mine, I'm yours, it'll always be us."
I'm just a big messy puddle of emotion now.
All raw and exposed, melting all over the fucking place.
So I smile, kiss him back, and mumble against his lips, "Then let's go home."
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