She nodded and whimpered. “I like it a lot.”
“What else do you like?” I rubbed her clit with my thumb as I entered her.
She gasped, and I felt her tight cunt wrap around me. It was just like the first time taking her, feeling her squeeze me, holding me into her body, sucking me in. Not once had she complained I’d been too big, and I couldn’t understand why. When I felt her emotions through the bond, all I could feel was her pleasure, how much she wanted it, craved it.
It made me want to fuck her more.
I pulled it all the way out to push it back in again.
“I like it when you play with my breasts.” She moaned when I pushed it back inside her.
Hell, I enjoyed sucking her tits, too. I bunched her shirt over her breasts and lowered my head, and started sucking them. But soon, my cock took control, and I realized I needed to come soon.
Our skin collided with a resounding slap, intensifying the moment. The exquisite tightness of her cunt engulfed me, overpowering my senses. As she took me in, her delicate fluttering pulled me in deep, amplifying the pleasure coursing through our bodies. Her arousal coated me, leaving an intoxicating scent in the air. Her ecstatic screams pierced through the forest, causing the birds to scatter from their perches, startled by the raw intensity of our connection.
“One more,” I grunted. “Give me another. We do it together.”
She wined. “I don’t know if I—”
“You can. I know you can. And if you feel the urge to bite me…do it. You won’t hurt me.”
I thrust into her several times, hard. The bark of the tree trickled to the forest floor. Taking one last thrust, I groaned and held her close to me. Nadia cried out as she came with me and sunk her teeth into my shoulder.
As her teeth sank into the muscle, a wave of exquisite pleasure washed over me, engulfing my senses. I could hear my own gasps mingling with the rustling of leaves underfoot. The air was heavy with the scent of passion and desire, fueling the intensity of the moment. My release surged forth, a torrential outpouring from the depths of my being, filling her body to the brim. It overflowed, trickling down her leg, leaving a glistening trail amidst the foliage.
I panted, holding her there, and she dared not to let go of the bite into my skin. I was grateful, holding her head onto my shoulder, still not sure if I should release her.
I felt her tongue licking the blood. An act a human wouldn’t normally do. My hand rose from her head, but she kept her teeth lodged inside me. I waited, not sure if she was waiting on her body or some higher force, such as the Goddess, to tell her to let me go.
So I held her, kissing her neck, keeping my cock lodged into her body, and whispering to her for the first time, “I love you, mate.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Nadia
Itallfeltlikea dream. A wonderful dream.
From first waking in his arms, to the plane, the Iron Fang, Hawke shifting… it was all surreal. And now, as I tasted the metallic tang of blood in my mouth, my tongue instinctively explored the deep wound on Bear’s body. The scent of the surrounding woods filled my nostrils as I realized we were completely alone, ravaged by passion, without a single worry in the world.
I dislodged my teeth and leaned my head back on the tree. In a sea of lust,I just bit him.
I bit him hard enough to make him bleed. As a human, I never thought to hurt anyone unless they hurt me or my loved ones. Only out of will to live or save someone, but Bear was bleeding, and I had caused it.
I took deep, laboring breaths, and my tongue slipped out of my mouth and lapped at the blood on my lips.
To add the cherry on my sundae, Bear admitted he loved me, all while I had bitten his shoulder. That wasn’t something you should just say after someone has impaled you with their teeth.
He turned his head. He had a wide grin on his face and placed kisses up my neck. “Good job, baby. You did great.”
I did great?
“I-I don’t know what I did?” My fingers wrapped around his biceps and squeezed. My world was becoming dark the more I continued to breathe. I was going to pass out.
Bear wrapped his arms around me and placed his hand on the back of my head. “Breathe, baby, it’s okay. You marked me, just like I did to you last night,” he cooed.
Still, my heart pounded in my chest like a relentless drum, and each breath felt shallow and inadequate. I could feel the lump in my throat, like a boulder obstructing my airway, as I forced myself to swallow hard. Gripping onto Bear, I could sense the warmth of his fur against my trembling fingers, seeking solace in his presence. Being pinned against the tree was suffocating, the air heavy with an unexplainable tension that pricked my skin. I yearned for more of his touch, the reassuring weight of his body grounding me in reality, providing a much-needed anchor amidst the chaos within me.
“Close your eyes, Nadia,” Bear soothed. “Close your eyes and concentrate on me. Listen to the sound of my heart, feel my emotions. What do you feel?”
