He places his lips on my skin, and I close my eyes, loving the feeling of us together. I feel him smile against my neck, his embrace so full of love. It felt like if I let you do this, that I would never have another worry. I just had this overwhelming feeling that if you bit me, it would all be okay.” It’s distracting and wonderful at the same time. My curly hair is piled up on top of my head, and I feel his tongue trail down my neck. I know when you’re not telling all that is in your head. He wraps his arms tighter around me and nibbles on my ear. I pause, not knowing how to say what I think, and then I chicken out. The kiss to the mark makes a warm feeling grow in the pit of my stomach. “What made you ask for this?” he says, kissing the tender place where he bit me. We soak in a comfortable quiet as he rubs my shoulders and kisses every bit of me he can reach. I lie back against his chest, his big body wrapped around mine in the warm water.

And even more, I don't feel embarrassed about it. It’s like he knows what I want before I can even say it. But they’re there and he seems to get and understand them. I can’t explain some of these barbaric thoughts I’m having about him, the things I want from him. I hate the thought of washing him off me, but as if he could sense my hesitation, he explained that he would put it back on as soon as we were out. She has become mine in every way, and my bear lies down in relief.Īfter Bleu made love to me, he picked me up and brought me back to the bathtub, saying I needed to clean up and this time he would join me. While our bodies are twined together, our hearts connect as one. It’s the strongest orgasm of my life, and something more is coming from me into Lola. It’s then my own need kicks in, and I spill my seed into her. When her clenches become tighter, I feel her shudder under me as an orgasm takes over her little body. She is mine for keeps, and I want her to feel it in her soul.

Keeping my teeth in place, I thrust harder, needing to claim her body as well as her spirit.

I can feel her pulse against my tongue, the mating between us becoming stronger. My sharp teeth barely break the skin, but I taste a tinge of metallic flavor and I immediately lick it away. Without a second of hesitation, I place my teeth on the place where her shoulder meets her neck and I bite down.

The two words have me salivating and doing just as she asks. She might not fully get it, but the core of who she is does. I saw it before with my parents, but I just didn’t know how true it really was, but this moment proves it. I’d always wondered if true mates really existed. “Bite me.” They trip so easily from her lips, it’s like she’s been saying them to me her whole life. As if something passes between us and suddenly the path is clear, she says the words I’ve longed to hear. Her head tilts to the side, her curly, honey-blonde hair exposing her bare neck.

Growling For Mine by Alexa Riley