Spectrum (Stone Society #14) - Faith Gibson Page 0,34
mouth, he couldn’t hold off taking her, making her his mate.
Zeke nipped at the tender skin of her inner thighs. “Are you sure about this? Once I bite you, there’s no going back. We will be connected for the rest of our lives, and that could be hundreds of years.”
“I’m sure.” Stella slid her bare foot down his side, then hooked it under his armpit, urging him forward.
Zeke gave her nub one last lick, then he placed his large body over hers, his dick hard and ready. Stella wrapped her legs around his waist, and Zeke entered her body in one slow, slick slide. Fucking heaven. Using her heels for leverage, Stella met him eagerly. He wanted to make love. Wanted their first time to last, but this was a claiming, and he lost control after less than a minute. As Zeke increased their rhythm, Stella scratched her nails down his biceps before gripping his arms tightly.
“Zeke, ungh. Please…” His mate kept her eyes on his, but her words became sounds of pleasure, ramping his own need.
Zeke allowed his fangs to drop, and Stella’s eyes widened, and her breathing hitched. His hips stuttered, thinking she’d changed her mind, but then she moved her hair out of the way, baring her neck to him. Zeke lowered his head and latched onto the creamy skin. Her body convulsed around his cock. His own orgasm tore through him as her tangy copper flavor flooded his mouth. Zeke retracted his fangs and roared as his wings spread out behind him.
Breathing hard, Stella stretched out her fingertips, and the second she touched the edge of his wing, he came again, pulsing his seed into her already filled core. For just a second, he wished she weren’t on birth control. But that second passed. Zeke wanted it all with this exquisite creature laid out before him, including children, but they now had all the time in the world. Their mating had been quick, but such was the way of Gargoyles. Well, some of them. Tessa had put Gregor off for three years. How she did it, Zeke couldn’t fathom. There was no way Zeke could have held off that long.
Back when he was younger and dating, Zeke had not been a monk. He’d had sex, but it had never been as earth-shattering as with his mate.
Duh.
Oh, shut it.
Zeke bent his head and dotted Stella’s face with sweet kisses before finding her lips. When he moved to pull out, Stella gripped his ass, holding him in place.
“Not yet.” Her eyes were wet, and Zeke was afraid he hurt her until she smiled. “I have no words.” Stella slid her hands up his back, then around to his chest.
I have the words for both of us, My Queen. You are my mate, and one day soon, my wife. You are my everything.
Stella gasped. “I can feel you. I can feel your heart beat inside my chest. And…” Stella licked her lips. “I can hear you in my head.”
Zeke grinned and kissed her nose. “That’s the bond. We’re connected now.”
“Does the bond have anything to do with healing? Because the ache in my head is gone. Or maybe it was the powerful orgasm?”
Zeke pushed up on his forearms. The bruises on her face were already fading. Gargoyle saliva held powerful properties, as he’d already explained, but even he was surprised at the quickness with which it had coursed through her veins.
“I’m going to chalk it up to the orgasm,” Zeke joked as the sound of the French doors opening signaled Cyrus’s return. “My brother is back. As much as I’d love to stay in bed the rest of the night, I need to feed you. Let’s get cleaned up and see how Cyrus’s walk went.”
Zeke wet a washcloth with warm water, then wiped away the evidence of their mating. As they dressed, they couldn’t stop grinning and kissing. By the time they walked into the living room, twenty minutes had passed. Cyrus was sitting on the sofa staring at the wall.
“Brother? You okay?”
When he turned Zeke’s way, Cyrus had a funny look on his face. “I think I’m in love.”
Zeke smiled, but he couldn’t let his brother fall for the human if he wasn’t his mate. “I’m not sure if that’s good or not.” He hated to bring Cyrus’s mood down. “Don’t forget, you have a mate somewhere.”
Cyrus scrubbed his hands down his face. “Yeah, I remember, but what if it’s Thomas? He’s absolutely perfect.”