care. Just be with me,” she breathed, taking off his parka and tossing it on the bed. “Just be with me, Nathan.”
Nathan covered her mouth with his, pressing her up against the door. His bear was riled up, pacing inside him. It had only been a notion he’s considered as a fantasy, but now he could feel its truth as he licked inside her mouth and she breathed his air, hold onto him for dear life.
They were mates.
He licked at her tongue, animalistic as his hands slid up her sides and then cradled her face. He wanted to mark her and make her his. He wanted to rip out Rawley’s throat for ever imagining he could hurt Nathan Strauss’s mate. He wanted it all so badly, he was shaking.
“What do you want?” he breathed in her ear. “Tell me. Talk to me.”
He kissed his way down to her throat and she reached up to press his hands against her for him as if guiding him. She closed her eyes. “Taste me,” she whispered. “Please…”
“Yes…” Nathan kissed all the way down her body. He unbuttoned her fly and unzipped her jeans as she panted and thrust her hips towards him. “Talk to me,” he whispered. “Tell me how it feels, tell me…”
He watched her even as he pulled her jeans down. She was flushed red and she licked her lips, her hands slipping under her own shirt to palm her breasts as he pulled her panties down.
“It feels…” Alanna spoke breathlessly and opened her eyes to look down at him. His cock jumped, swelling in arousal when they made eye contact just as he snuck a finger inside her, teasing her clit.
“Tell me,” he said again.
“It feels like I’m on fire,” Alanna whispered. She stripped off her own shirt and gently undid her bra, letting it slip off her arms to the floor. Nathan kissed the tops of her thighs and kept his eyes trained on her, watching arousal dilate her eyes as he teased her with his fingers and gently licked her wet mound. “It feels like…”
“Say it,” he whispered. Abruptly, he buried his tongue inside her and she cried out, throwing her head back and bucking her hips. Her taste was musky and sweet and he lapped at her, egged on by her cries as he circled her clit with his tongue. He pulled away and looked at her again. She was massaging her own breasts, her mouth wide open as she looked down at him. “Say it,” he said again.
There was no question between them of what he meant. She knew. He could tell somehow as another tear slid down her cheek. She was shaking, on the precipice of bliss already and she whispered, “You’re my mate. And I’m yours. I’m yours.”
“Do you want me?” Nathan said. He slipped his fingers inside her, slowly stroking her, and she moaned. “Tell me.”
“Yes… I need you.”
“I thought you said you didn’t need me.” He was smiling as he said it. His cock ached for her, but he liked playing with her when she was like this, lost to bliss and crying because he was making her feel good and not because she was scared.
“I need you,” she whispered. “I need you to fill me. I need you to be inside me.”
He growled at that, shoving her jeans all the way down her legs. He got to his feet, unable to wait any longer. She kicked her jeans and her panties all the way off and stood naked before him. He looked her up and down and kissed her again, deeply and hungrily, claiming her. He stripped off his sweater and the shirt he wore under it and scrambled to unzip his fly, his throbbing, erect cock bouncing out and jutting toward her. He buried his face in her neck and picked her up off the floor, wrapping her legs around him before plunging into her as if they’d both die if he didn’t fill her soon.
Alanna wrapped her arms around Nathan’s neck as she let him give her everything, spearing her again and again.“Mark me,” Alanna cried. “Fill me...mark me...Nathan…”
“Yes, my love,” Nathan whispered. He pumped his hips, impatient to go ever deeper inside her as she clenched around him. He bowed his head and his blood was hot for her, every bit of possessiveness for his mate boiling up within him as he bared his teeth and lunged. He sank his teeth into the juncture of her neck and