“I’m different, Rebecca. Different from other men. But I’ll never hurt you.”
She liked him exactly as he was. “It’s okay, Liam. Kiss me again.” They kissed hard and demanding. His powerful arms supported his weight over her, the thrusting of his hips picking up. She spurred him on, digging her heels into his hard ass.
“You want more, baby?”
“I think I need more.”
Liam delivered, fucking her like a stud horse. Her old bedframe creaked and groaned as he pounded into her pussy. Each time he came down, his pubic bone rubbed her sensitive clit. An explosion of sensation pulled her from reality. “Let me mark you. Tell me to mark you.”
She wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but she trusted him and wasn’t ready to refuse anything at this point. “Do it,” she commanded.
He licked the base of her neck, and then a sharp pain stole her erotic fog for a moment. She struggled, but he held her wrists at the side of her head, his cock deep inside her pussy.
“Ouch!”
He’d bitten her. She hadn’t expected that from him. Within seconds the pain morphed into a rush of heat so powerful that a second orgasm barreled to the surface. She screamed, the contractions rushing through her body like the waves of a tsunami. Her pussy squeezed around Liam’s cock, milking him as he joined her in orgasm.
When the lust settled, her breathing was labored, her entire body covered in a sheen of clean sweat. “You bit me,” she said between pants. He rolled to the side, his sticky release on her thigh.
“Marked you,” he corrected. Liam lay on his side beside her. He touched the wound on her neck. “We’re bonded for life, Rebecca. This mark is my promise to you.”
That sounded better. His sweet words soothed her insecurities, making her feel right with the world. He was unorthodox, but with skills like his, she wasn’t going to complain.
“People change,” she said. “No one tends to stay in my life very long.”
“Not me.” He brushed the moist hairs from her face. “There will never be another woman for me.”
She cuddled into the crook of his arm, excited about the future.
Chapter Six
The scent of her intoxicated him. Liam had been warned by his friends to be careful. No one knew how a human female would handle such a mating, but the bite he gave her was almost healed and his cock thickened just remembering the feel of her pussy wrapped around his dick. He’d been her first.
The way her tight cunt had given way to him would stay with him forever. She belonged to him now, and he’d never let her go, not ever.
Running his fingers across the mark that claimed her as his, he smiled. It looked so beautiful, so right, so perfect.
He’d been dreaming about doing it for some time, and now that he actually had, it gave him a whole new thrill. This was his mate. The one chosen to love him, and he fucking relished it. She was perfect in every single way.
She released a little moan, and he watched as she woke up. He smiled down at her.
“Hey,” she said. “You’re awake.”
“Watching you sleep.”
“That’s not creepy at all.”
He shook his head. “Not at all.”
She lifted her arms up above her head, giving a little stretch and yawning at the same time. He stared down at her naked, full tits. Running his hand up her chest, he cupped one and teased the nipple, savoring her moan.
“That feels so good.”
“You feel good, baby. So fucking good. I love your tits.”
“You do?”
He leaned down and licked one perfectly beaded nipple, smiling as she gasped. Her fingers sank into his hair. “I don’t say stuff I don’t mean. They’re perfect. So perfect.” He pinched the tip before licking away the pain with his tongue.