I growled, my hands wrapping around her thighs and pulling them apart, exposing her glistening lips. “Why? Because of them?” I whispered, my voice dark and menacing, causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end. “Are you so easily deterred, my treasure? They have watched you on stage, wanting you for so long and can’t have you. Now they will listen to the one person to have you is me. Your pleasure is mine, your soul is mine.”
I leaned in closer, my breath washing over her wet folds, and she shuddered. "We won't be disturbed, I'll make sure they don't see your face, but they'll know that all your pleasure belongs to me."
That seemed to appease her, because when my tongue hit her clit, she surrendered. Her nails raked across my skull, and my tongue entered her body. She did not let a sound escape her asI ravaged her from inside, fucking her with it until she came on my tongue. She panted, her hand still pushing my head between her legs as my body slowly regenerated its muscle and skin. Her arousal fueled me, created me, and I knew I could keep this up forever.
She tasted like passion and desire, the nectar of her love for me.
Once my body was fully formed, muscle now covered bone and skin covered muscle, Juniper silently screamed her last orgasm and coated my tongue. I hummed, lapping contently, letting the crowd hear me sucking every bit of her slick into my mouth.
I was painfully hard, my cock straining against my robes as gripped it tight beneath my fingertips as my head rose between my mate’s legs.
A delicate shade of pink painted her cheeks, a gentle flush highlighting her emotions. Her lips, adorned with a beautiful bruise, held back the echoes of her suppressed cries.
Fuck—all mine for the taking.
I rose to full height, licking my lips pulling at her wrist to have her stand.
I wouldn't wait any longer, now that she had become primed, wet, and ready to take me, I was going to bond with her. Here and now. Part of their punishment was to see that they will never claim what they wanted. They had to listen to her pleasurable cries of her riding my tongue but they will never be a witness to the bonding that will occur now.
I pushed her, her body fell, but she did not scream or cry for help. She knew I would not let any harm come to her, even if that means pushing her to the cold, hardened floor. Instead, she lands on the plush duvet of the master bedroom of the mansion, the firelight twinkled from the fireplace.
My hands, still bared with my claws, ripped through her flimsy dress. She kept her arms above her head as I tore her clotheslike an animal. My face met hers as I took her mouth with wild abandon. Her tongue twisted and danced with mine, her hands clutching my robes, desperate to feel my skin.
I felt her heart beat wildly against my chest, her breath ragged with every gasp. My robes disintegrate into shadows, my cock leaking pre-come on her leg. The warmth of her body heightens my desire to be buried deep inside her, to have the ridges of my dick feel every bit of her pussy.
With a growl, I jerked her hips toward me, not giving her a chance to react, and let the broad head nestle between her thighs. She widens her legs, welcoming me and I thrust inside her, burying my cock deep within her weeping core.
Juniper’s nails dig into my back as she arches her hips up to meet my every thrust. Her eyes are wide with both shock and pleasure, her lips parted in a silent scream. I can feel the bond growing connecting us, growing stronger with every movement. She is mine, and I am hers.
As I continued to fuck her, I felt my control slipping away. My primal instincts took over, and I felt the need to claim her fully, to mark her as mine. With a snarl, I pull out of her seeing her arousal slick on my cock.
I grabbed her wrists and pushed her arms above her head, securing her hands with one of mine.
My other hand snakes down to her chest, my fingers brushing against her skin as I feel the rhythmic beats of her heart. I lean in, allowing my breath to caress her sensitive skin, as I whispered into her ear, “You are mine. I claim you as my own. You will never know another, This is our bond.”
With a primal roar, I drove myself back inside her, feeling her wet heat tighten around me as I thrust deeper, claiming her completely. Her screams mingle with my own feral growls, as the room fills with a symphony of pleasure and pain.
As I continued to ravage her, I know that my mark is being etched into her soul, our bond forever entwined. This is our beginning.
As my cock plunged in and out of her, my vision blurred with desire and the heady scent of her arousal. We lost ourselves in the intensity of our bond, feeling the powerful connection between us grow stronger with every thrust.
Juniper’s nails dug into my back, leaving dark crescent moon marks on my skin that would fade but never truly disappear. Her body arched beneath me, her moans echoing through the room as I claimed her more deeply.
My hands were no longer gentle as they gripped her hips, pulling her closer, deeper. I wanted to possess her completely, to leave no doubt in her mind that she was mine and mine alone.
“Mine,” I growled into her ear.
My mate whimpered and her head lolled to the side, her legs gripping around my waist. Her heels pushed into my back, urging me.
I felt her heart pounding against my chest, its rhythm matching the thud of my own. Her breaths panted against my neck, mingling with my own ragged gasps. The fire crackled and popped, the only sound other than our primitive grunts and moans.
We lost ourselves in a world of our own creation, where flesh and spirit merged into a single entity.
Her breasts bounced, my mouth watering for a taste. I lowered myself then latched onto her hardened nipples and bit into the bud. Juniper cried out, her fingers tangling into my hair, her cunt squeezed around my cock. My mate cried out as her arousal rolled over my cock, leaking her essence onto the bed. My heart raced, matching the rhythm of her own.
Juniper’s eyes locked onto mine, her gaze filled with trust, love, and sudden panic. Her hand came to her face, watchingthe golden hue that kept her soul, her body a light leave her and watched it as it rose from her body.
“Thanatos,” she whined, her fingers digging into my shoulder.
