more than anything, desperately ready for the rest of him.
“You tease me.” He pushes me back and prowls on top of me, his mouth taking mine again as he presses between my thighs, rubbing up and down along my wetness. Each time he grazes my clit, my need for him grows. He knows it, too, because he speeds his pace, his head hitting me just right as his tongue masters mine.
I spread my legs wider and hold onto his shoulders.
“My mate.” He stares down at me as he lines up at my entrance. “I prayed for you for so long.” His hungry eyes fill with a tenderness that takes me by surprise. “You are so much more than I ever dreamed.”
I lean up and kiss him, sharing my breath, my soul, my love. “I’ve wished for you too.” Lying back, I hold his gaze. “Take me.”
The tenderness falls away, and the feral takes over, pure desire lighting his eyes and setting my pulse on a reckless course. I want all of it. All of him.
“Mine,” he growls.
With a hard shove, he seats himself inside me. The link between us snaps tight, and a rush of emotion crashes into me. Wonder, need, and love—all of them so intense that I can’t catch my breath. And then I realize these are Leander’s emotions. At the same time, I know I’m his and he is mine. And then? The pleasure that floods me is like a supernova. Our joining heightens everything—my senses, the feel of him against me, the love that blossoms in my heart.
I arch against him, my breasts pressing into his hard chest as I claw down his back. Pulling out, he pushes in again. I expect more pain, but all I feel is a slight pinch and the incredible sensation of fullness.
“Leander.” I move my hips, and he growls against my skin. “Please.” I don’t know what I’m asking for. I just know I want more.
“My perfect mate. Give me everything.” He starts a rhythm, his body contracting and surging forward as I take everything he gives me. He claims my mouth again, his tongue working in tandem with the rest of him, taking and filling me as I open myself to him. He groans and pushes harder, faster, his body owning mine as the snow intensifies around us.
I close my eyes, and focus on his touch, but he nips at my lip. “Open your eyes, little one. I want to see you come apart for me.”
I meet his dark gaze, my insides molten and my core tightening with each stroke. His fangs seem to lengthen even more, the tips lethal. Why does that make me hotter? I lean up and lick one. He growls and kisses me, tasting the hint of blood from my tongue. With an animal roar, he thrusts harder, and I hang on, my nails digging into his back as I give myself over to him.
Each impact hits me just right, sending me higher. And when he stays deep and grinds against me, I think I might lose my mind.
“I can feel you clenching me, begging for my seed.” He holds my gaze as he pumps his hips, and my legs begin to shake. “I will give you what you want, little one. I will coat you in me so that no other male will ever doubt who you belong to. Would you like that?” His low voice is gravelly, sex in a sound.
“Yes.” I shudder, my heels digging into the backs of his thighs.
“Mine, little one. You’re mine forever. Say it.” He grinds against me, stealing every bit of thought until I run on nothing more than animal instinct.
“I’m yours, forever.”
“Promise me.” He runs his lips along my jaw.
I already know it’s true, the bond between us unbreakable. “I promise.”
“I love you, Taylor. My mate. My queen. And I will be yours forever. I promise.”
The sting of magic ripples across my body, and he thrusts hard and deep, then sinks his fangs into my shoulder.
I come so hard that my vision goes black for a moment. Everything inside me falls apart, pleasure shooting through me like fireworks across a dark sky. The bliss comes in waves, rolling over me and drowning me in the most perfect sensations—release coated in love and sealed with completion. I hold onto Leander as he thrusts again. His body tenses even more, and he roars against my skin as he comes, his hot seed filling me as my body is