the shoulders, halting me. “Wait, sweetheart. Stop for a second.”
I let go of him with a loud pop and look up. “What?”
He scooches back, then, hooking his index finger, he says, “Come here. I want to feast on you too.”
My pussy throbs in anticipation. I couldn’t get more turned on if I tried. I decide then that I’ve tortured Saxon enough. I pull my shirt off, not moving for a moment to soak up Saxon’s heated gaze on my body. He isn’t touching me, he’s nowhere near me, but it feels like his hands are everywhere.
“If you don’t get in this bed now, I’m going to pounce,” he growls.
“Hmm, I love your wild side,” I purr, but because I can’t stay away from him for much longer, I join him on the mattress, slowly crawling in his direction.
“I’ll show you my wild side.” He reaches over, pulling me to his level for a searing, take-no-prisoners kiss.
I’m too far gone to offer any resistance. My plan was to do most of the work, but it seems my mate has other ideas. I lean back, breaking the kiss, only so I can straddle him, and finally fulfill what has been denied to us for too long. I’m so wet that his cock slides inside of me with ease. He grabs my hips, digging his fingers in my skin while I try to ride him nice and slow. “Try” being the operative word. It’s impossible. My body is taken over by a fever that reaches stratospheric levels. It leaves tingles of pleasure in its wake; it goes straight to my head, making me dizzy in the most delicious way. I don’t know anymore where I end and he begins. We’re finally one and it’s the most wonderful thing in the universe. My heart overflows with emotion.
Still pistoning in and out, Saxon sits up and claims my mouth again. I wish he would bite me, but maybe he can’t take more from me before I recover. Even without his love bite, I know exactly when the bond clicks into place, when it solidifies. It’s the moment when Saxon and I climax at the same time. I’m detached from my body, soaring through the sky tangled with him. We shatter into a million pieces, becoming stardust. We’re suspended in time and space, and maybe the experience only lasted a few seconds, but it will be branded into my memory forever.
35
Aurora
I’ve got an hour until I have to start my day at the institute, so after more lovemaking and a shower, Saxon and I head back to his apartment where the whole gang is assembled—and not only the vampires, Vivienne, and Rikkon. Karl and Cheryl are here too. Just because Saxon and I won a personal battle, that doesn’t mean the war is over.
“Evening,” Saxon says as we walk into the living room, holding hands.
He sounds chipper; either he hasn’t picked up on the tension in the room, or he’s ignoring it. The ongoing conversation ceases abruptly, and everyone turns to gawk at us. I don’t get embarrassed easily, but being blasted by all those knowing stares and smirks makes my face burst into flames.
“What are you all staring at?” I snap.
“There’s something different about you,” Vivienne says.
“Yeah, post-coital bliss,” Manu laughs.
She earns a glare from me. “Why are you so entertained? Have you forgotten already the mess you caused last night that almost cost Saxon’s life?”
The amusement vanishes at once from her face. “I didn’t cause anything. I was set up.”
Saxon lifts his hands in a gesture of peace. “Okay, okay. Let’s not start arguing. I’m in too good of a mood. Don’t ruin it.”
“Does that mean you guys are together now? For real?” Vivienne perks up on her seat, sporting a wide grin.
Saxon turns to me, smiling from ear to ear. “Yeah, we’re together now.”
“Well, sorry to put a damper on your good spirits, but we have a major problem on our hands. Jacques won’t stop until he has turned Salem into a blood-drenched battlefield.” Ronan’s stare is hard and troubled, which only serves to increase my anxiety.
“Salem is not that big of a city, why can’t the witches use a location spell to find him?” Cheryl suggests.
Even though Cheryl’s idea wasn’t aimed as criticism, I feel ashamed just the same. I’ve been so embroiled in my own issues that I fell out of the loop of the coven’s business.