She cried out, and the sound broke through the haze enough for me to study her face to make sure she was all right. I was shocked and ecstatic when she licked her lips and squeezed her inner muscles around me. “Don’t stop, Braeden,” she panted. “Take me.”
The beast inside me roared with satisfaction, and I began to bounce her on my dick, punching my hips up each time she descended.
“Braeden! Yes!” Callie dropped her head back, exposing her throat, and I yanked back on my inner beast just before he sank his fangs into her neck to mark her as ours forever. The claiming between two daywalkers was slightly different than between one of us and a human. Technically, one could do it without the other’s consent. But most daywalkers went through the ceremony as a gesture, and we would too. Because forcing Callie to accept my claim would only prove to her that she’d been right to assume her consort wouldn’t respect her goals and wishes.
Even the beast inside wanted Callie to choose me, which was the only reason I was able to take control again.
Callie’s inner muscles clenched, and she cried out my name as I drove into her as deep as possible, trying to make us one. Stars exploded before my eyes as shots of pure bliss rocketed around my body. “Oh, fuck, baby. That feels so good. Oh, yeah. Fuck! Squeeze that pussy, baby. Oh, fuck yes!”
Without warning, I dropped forward, taking us down so Callie was on her back, and I loomed over her. I grabbed her legs and pushed her knees to her chest, then opened them wide so I could watch, mesmerized, as my cock slid in and came out shiny with her juices.
It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, and a tingling built at the base of my spine. “You have no idea how unbelievably hot it makes me to watch my cock fucking your pussy, baby,” I grunted. “Coming out glistening and smeared with your virgin blood. Fuck! My fangs are aching to taste you.”
“Take it,” she breathed, making my head fly up to meet her eyes. “Not that,” she said quickly. “But you can drink from me, Braeden.” She bucked her hips, and her nails dug into my biceps. “Take it.”
My fangs extended, and I pulled out, only to grab her ass as I bent over and lifted her pussy to my mouth. I licked up her slit and the sweet tang of her virgin blood sent my senses reeling. The tip of my tongue circled her clit twice before I sank my teeth into her pink, swollen flesh and sucked hard on her clit with every pull of her blood.
“Braeden! Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!”
Drinking from one's mate was the strongest aphrodisiac for a daywalker. And it caused a pleasure like none could ever imagine until they experienced it for themselves.
Callie flew apart, screaming my name and shuddering from her violent climax. I was about to explode along with her, so I straightened and thrust inside her, my balls slapping against her when I bottomed out. I slammed in and out a few more times, then planted myself deep and shouted her name as my orgasm hit me.
My body had barely recovered when I realized my cock was still rock hard inside her, and when Callie moved, it sent streaks of pleasure straight to my cock. Fuck. I needed to calm the hell down and let her rest.
Then her legs wrapped around me, and she whispered in my ear, “Can we do that again?”
A while later, as we lay in each other’s arms, recovering from two rounds of earth-shattering sex, I wondered if Callie would bring up the subject of my inadvertent declaration earlier. But when I leaned back to glance down at her face, she was fast asleep. I’d worn her out, so I decided to let her rest and soon joined her in slumber.
6
Callidora
Mind-blowing orgasms had to be nature’s form of the perfect sedative. I’d barely broken a sweat before Braeden interrupted my training session with Ren and had gotten a great night’s sleep, but I’d still passed out after two rounds of amazing sex. Taking a nap with my destined consort’s arms wrapped around me was my new favorite thing—behind making love with him, of course.
I had a sneaking suspicion that “love” was the apt word in that phrase...and not just on my part. I’d been half out of my mind with pleasure when Braeden had called me “my love.” If I hadn’t been distracted, I might’ve freaked out over how quickly things were moving between us. Not with the physical stuff—I was more than okay with losing my virginity less than twenty-four hours after meeting Braeden. I hadn’t expected my emotions to be involved quite so much this quickly, but there was no denying my feelings for my destined consort were already growing by leaps and bounds.