The Awakening Aidan - By Abby Niles Page 0,78

suddenly gone. “Oh, God. No!”

“No coming yet,” he said, pulling from her and climbing up her body. “I have a mark to make.”

As he towered over her, bracing his weight on his forearms, his watchful gaze never leaving her face, he thrust deep. Jaylin arched of the bed, gasping.

“It feels so good to have you under me, watching you as I give you pleasure.” His thrusts increased in pace. “Feels. So. Good.”

She knew he was close when he buried his face in her neck, his hot, ragged breath warming her skin. She was moments…moments from having this man connected to her forever. She grabbed his ass, desperate to have one link completed, ready for her turn. She didn’t want another minute to pass where they were not one.

Aidan stiffened, his head snapping up, his eyes clenched shut as he groaned his release. Aftershocks jerked his body and when his eyes opened, only the beast was present. A possessive gleam entered his gaze as he slowly backed down her body.

This was it. Her clit buzzed. Her body tensed. The inside of her thighs burned.

Her orgasm would take no time at all. She was primed, ready for him to be hers. She could easily fall into release from the anticipation alone—had to fight not to. A wolfish smile turned up Aidan’s lips as if he knew exactly how close she was.

One flick of his tongue, then another, was all she needed before her orgasm took her. A sharp pinch felt on one thigh had her moaning as her body turned to fire, encasing her in such heat, she was sure at any moment she’d combust. Energy flowed through her extremities and pooled in her stomach in a pulsating ball.

When Aidan bit her other thigh, the ball shot up her chest and surrounded her heart, then exploded into millions of white sparkles. One moment she was a tension of desire, the next a mass of limp limbs. Gasping, Jaylin tried to catch her breath.

Aidan knelt between her legs, staring down, a finger caressing one of the bruises that now marked her as his on the inside of her thighs. All the tension had been erased from his body; the lines of exhaustion that always seemed to be present after their lovemaking were gone, replaced by a peace that only she could give him.

Aidan O’Connell was officially hers for eternity.

Now to make her his.

…

Aidan lay back against the cool sheets and hugged Jaylin to his chest. She’d been impatient to start her part in the ritual, but he’d wanted a moment to relish the channel that had opened inside him. She didn’t understand it yet, but she would soon.

He could feel her. Alive. Making the blood he’d never felt before hum through his veins. Though he would always feel her, the extra buzz moments after Fewshon would diminish, and he wanted to just bask in it for now.

Above his heart, her heart now beat. Not exactly in time with his, but soon they would synchronize until they beat as one. Her joy warmed his insides, making him feel giddy.

A part of him was still stunned at how all this had ended. Though it had almost killed him, he’d let her go. And Jaylin had fought for him, refused to let him. She’d finally come to him with no hesitation and only determination, ready to be his completely.

He stroked her hair. This was their future. Whatever they faced, it’d be together, even if the other wasn’t here in body. She’d always be with him, and he with her.

Jaylin propped her chin on her palm and glared at him. “I know you wanted a minute, but can I have my turn now?”

Aidan chuckled. “Impatient, aren’t you?”

She quirked a brow. “I know you didn’t just say that. I haven’t gotten to touch you like I wanted in like…um, ever. So, yeah, a little impatient.”

He crossed his arms behind his head. “I’m all yours, baby.”

Jaylin popped up on her knees. “That you are.” Her gaze roamed over his body. “I have no idea where to even start. Chest? Abs? Or do I just go for the big boy down below?”

At that his cock tightened.

A wicked grin turned her lips upward. “I see something is casting his vote. Too bad I get the deciding vote and I want to start here.”

She leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on his lips, one that lingered, full of love. Aidan slid one hand into her hair, slanting his mouth across hers,