Claimed by the Mate, Volume 1 (49 page)

“I knew it,” he rasped, his tongue tracing a heated path along her jawline, down to her neck once again. “The moment I felt your presence in the woods and then when I saw that mark. I knew and I should have just let it be.”

“It is now,” she replied. “We are right now.”

They were and yet they weren't and Blaez opened his eyes with a start. The cave was still alight with moonlight even though it should have been dark. It had been rumored that Artemis and Selene were great cohorts, the moon often being mentioned when speaking of Artemis and her great hunting triumphs. While Kira had received her powerful gift solely from Selene, Blaez's came from both, his grandmother Artemis making him a powerful hunter and leader while a significant source of his strength came from the moon. So the inside of the cave would stay alight, until the very last second that the full moon hung in the sky. After that it would be too late, until next time.

Blaez was not going to let that happen.

He tore his mouth away from Kira once more, his hands moving in frantic motions to get her naked as fast as he could.

“I won't do this,” he said abruptly, cupping her face in his. “Not without your permission.”

She licked her lips, blinking those beautiful eyes as she stared up at him. “We have been Selected,” she told him. “But even if we hadn't, I want this, Blaez. I want you and all that you are.”

If he were inclined to such things it would have been like music to his ears; as it stood, his body tightened with more than just arousal this time. He felt that sensation again, as if he were being filled, not just completely this time, until overfilling. The threads had weaved together, the bond was born, and all he needed was that last connection, that one last act that would seal their fate forevermore.

He lowered his forehead to hers at that moment. “I didn't think I could,” he whispered. “Didn't think there was anyone that I could love, or that could love me. Someone that I would be willing to risk it all for.”

“But I do, Blaez,” she said immediately. “I do love you. As much as I wanted to fight it, to run and keep going forever and ever. It's here, right here is where I belong, standing beside you ready for whatever comes. I know that now. I know that this is our destiny.”

He let his hands slide down, brushing past her breasts, spanning her torso, her waist, the curve of her hips, then between her legs. He kept one at the base of her back, letting his fingers slip through the folds of her vagina, each of them moaning as his fingers touched her warmth, the wetness. He loved how she felt in his hands, his mouth watering at the knowledge of what she would taste like. The flat of his palm rubbed along her clit, while two of his fingers delved deep inside of her.

She grabbed his shoulders, her nails sinking into his skin. He pressed deeper, deeper, his fingers splaying, stretching her. His teeth ground together, his eyes closing, emotion so thick and so hot rushing over him Blaez actually shivered. He pumped into her fiercely then, his fingers slipping in and out of her wetness as she leaned her head forward to fall on his shoulder, her tongue tracing over the spot where she'd just scratched. If she'd drawn blood, the claiming would begin. Her saliva, mixing with his blood, the connection. But it would not be complete without him.

His dick was hard, dripping pre-cum as he continued to work inside her, loving the sound, the scent, every damned thing about her. When she was so wet it was hard for his fingers to stay inside, Blaez pushed farther back, his wet fingers pressing against the tight bud of her anus. She hissed in a breath, arching her back in his grasp.

“Relax and open for me,
lýkaina
. Open for me,” he said, his voice tight with emotion, his muscles tense with anticipation. “Open for your alpha.”

It took a moment, but Kira's body went almost slack against him, her breaths still coming fast, her kisses against him like swipes of a feather. Blaez applied more pressure, felt the tightness giving way to his pursuit. He held her close, enjoying the feeling of her breasts pressed against his chest. “Breathe for me; breathe in deep.”

She did and at the same time he pressed his fingers all the way inside of her. She stilled momentarily, the way she had when he'd snapped the nipple clamp on her. Then she relaxed again and he knew it was all right to insert another finger. He stretched her when she'd calmed again signaling she was ready to take him.

“I won't hurt you,” he told her, wishing like hell they'd been back in his room where he could use more lubricant, prepare her more for this moment. The thought of causing her any more pain than she'd already endured was threatening to tear him apart.

“I know you won't,” she told him. “Just do it. I want to be claimed by you, by my alpha.”

Her words had his balls drawing tighter, his spine tingling with lust and anticipation. He pulled his fingers out of her then, tilted her chin so she could receive his kiss. The soft one, the one that said everything he felt for her in this moment with such sincerity and gentleness that it almost broke his heart.

“Do it,” she whispered against his mouth when he'd pulled slowly away.

She began kneeling down, pausing the second his dick bumped against her cheek. Turning, she kissed along its length. Licking the drops of pre-cum from his tip. “Now, Blaez, just do it now!”

Deep, hot, wet, that's what Blaez thought the second she closed her mouth over his cock, pressing farther, taking him all the way down. Then she pulled back, his cock slipping from her lips with a distinctive pop, before she went all the way down on her hands and knees, her ass up and waiting, just the position he loved seeing it in.

Blaez knelt down quickly, grabbing the rounded cheeks of her buttocks, squeezing, inhaling, loving the feel of their wealth in his palms. Spreading her wide, he looked down, saw the glistening path of her arousal he'd made with his fingers, and clenched his teeth.

“I love you,
lýkaina,
” he said, pulling one hand back to position his length, still glossy from her heated kiss at her back entrance, Blaez pressed gently at first. “I love you.”

Pressed a little harder.

“I love you.”

Then another push, until the crown of his cock was fully ensconced. She hissed, arched her back, and sighed, “I love you.”

He moved slowly then, thrusting inside her slowly until she'd taken him completely. It was then, with the glow of the moon shining on them both, that Blaez lifted a hand. Staring down at his fingers, he watched as his claws descended and without another thought scratched Kira down the center of her back. At the same time he'd pulled slightly out of her, thrusting back in at the exact moment she howled in pain and in pleasure.

Leaning forward, he licked the scratches, while pumping in and out of her, loving the tightness that gripped him and the way she pumped back against his movements. He licked and pumped and licked and pumped until her back was void of any blood, her ass jiggling back against his motions.

“Blaez,” she moaned. “Can I?”

Normally he would wait; he would push her further, bring out every second of the pleasure between them. Not tonight.

“Come,
lýkaina
. Come for your alpha.”

Then he pumped wildly into her because they weren't only words this time. Kira was officially his
sheyla
—his claimed alpha female. He'd claimed her, or rather, she'd claimed him first. It didn't matter; they were together, locked tightly at the moment. His dick was so full when it exploded, his cum shooting in thick, hot spurts, he'd arched his back too, howling long and loud.

“You are my destiny. My mate. My life,” he whispered seconds later, when he'd pulled out of her, sitting on the floor of the cave, and cradled her in his lap. He kissed her forehead, her cheek, and finally her lips when she'd turned to him.

“You are my alpha,” was Kira's whispered response as she leaned in for another kiss, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. “My alpha forever.”

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