“Fuck,” Gunner growled out. “You gonna come again, love?”
Luna licked her lips and frantically nodded. Gunner slammed his mouth down on hers at the same time he withdrew and thrust back in. Once, twice, a third time and she exploded. A thousand stars and light and sparks, raining down over her as wave after wave of the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced rolled through her body from head to toe.
She clung to him, and when she could open her eyes again, Gunner was staring down at her, color high on his cheeks, sweat beading his forehead, and that huge warrior's body rocking into her harder, faster, dragging out her pleasure until she was gasping for breath she didn’t need.
“You are mine, Luna. Mine. You’ve always been mine.”
She nodded, clinging to him with everything she had.
“And I’m yours,” he all but snarled. “Nothing, no one can come between us, not ever again.”
Gunner didn’t know it was possible to feel this way. Making love to her, being inside his female was beyond anything he had ever experienced in his life, but it wasn’t just that. The light inside her shone from her beautiful violet eyes as if she could see right into his heart.
Every thrust of his hips brought her closer in a way that couldn’t be explained, it just was. Every whimper and moan, every sweet, hungry, desperate sound she made broke him into millions of tiny pieces while putting him back together again at the same time. On the outside, he was the same, but inside, he never would be again.
Her nails dug deeper, one hand at his ass, the other low on his back, and his cock throbbed harder, balls so heavy and tight he couldn’t fucking see straight.
He gasped when her pussy tightened around him again, then again. “Christ. You gonna come for me again, Luna?”
Her eyes were half-lidded, sexy as hell, hot. He wouldn’t be able to hold off if she came around his cock a second time and not go with her.
Oh fuck. The thread, silver and glittering and so incredibly fine, was right there. Proof of what he’d known since he found her.
He locked eyes with her. “Ready, love?”
“Yes,” she gasped out.
Her back bowed, and fucking hell, she was coming again. Gunner grabbed on to that thread right as Luna came at him, fangs elongated, lips peeled back, so fucking sexy.
She latched onto his throat and his mind blanked the fuck out as he lost control, thrusting into her, coming so hard his vision went dark. It was like forked lightning, bolts of rapture nailing him, shooting through him over and over. He shook so hard the bed did with him.
Luna’s fangs stayed buried in his throat while his cock stayed buried in the wet heat of her clenching pussy.
He’d died and been reborn.
There was no other way to describe it. Everything was brand new. Everything was more. So much more. Her teeth slid free of his flesh as the storm began to clear. Her tongue swiped over the puncture wounds and sent another wave of pleasure through him.
Gazing down at her, he found it hard to speak.
Her fingers lifted, and she brushed them over his cheek, the tips coming away wet. He was crying.
“My beautiful mate,” he said, voice like gravel. “I love you more than any words could express.”
A bloody tear streaked down her cheek. “You taught me what it is to love, to be loved,” she whispered, her voice husky with emotion. “And now I have an eternity with you to show you—”
She gasped suddenly, a small cry escaping as she jolted beneath him.
“Luna?”
Another tear slid down her cheek as she drew in a deep, desperate breath, then another.
“Luna?” he barked out. “What’s going on?”
She grabbed his hand and pressed it to the center of her chest.
Gunner stilled at what he felt.
“My heart…it’s beating,” she whispered, as more bloody tears slid down her cheeks. “It’s beating for you.”
He rolled to his side, taking her with him, and Luna held both of their hands to her chest, shaking softly against him. His demon roared in his head, the joy too much for the both of them.
She was his, she was finally his.
He cupped her face, and placing his forehead to hers, he made a vow. “No one will ever hurt you again.”
The possessive growl in his voice was unstoppable as his protective instincts shot to new heights. His brothers had warned him, but he never understood, not