Claim.
Bite.
Bond.
Mate.
My cat says each of these words separately. But I know that she needs to be on her belly so I can hit that spot on her neck that I’ve already decided will bear my mark.
Shelbi
“No, don’t stop,” I all but whine as Lux pulls out.
“Not done with you yet, Shelbs. Hands and knees, stick that ass up high for me, baby.” His words spur me into motion. With the grace and speed of my cat, I’m on my hands and knees, ass shoved up high, ready for him to take me once again. My leopard is instantly on alert; knowing that the time for him to brand me with his incisors is coming soon. As Lux infiltrates me again from behind, his hands grasp my hips and I know that I’ll proudly be wearing his fingerprints around them. They’ll heal quickly of course, but for a short time I’ll be able to admire the small circular bruises on me. Lux’s hands come up and move my hair off my shoulder, I feel the tresses fall to the other side. Jesus, how I’ve dreamed of this moment ever since I read my first shifter romance novel. Lux hasn’t disappointed me in the slightest.
“Please, Lux. Claim me, make me yours,” I breathlessly request.
“You are mine,” he huskily says before lowering his mouth to my neck and licking where I’m presuming my mark will be. “You want me to sink my teeth into your skin, Shelbs?”
“Fuck yes,” I hiss as he slams inside of me. He swivels his hips which causes my eyes to cross in response. He’s so deep, I’m filled to max capacity and am loving the intense snap of pain that is followed by the most pleasurable sensation my body has ever encountered.
His hips steadily thrust in and out of me as he grazes his incisors along my flesh. “I’ve been eyeing this spot since the moment I met you. I knew it would be the perfect place for my claiming mark.” Bumps form on my skin as he says this to me. I moan in agreement because it’ll be seen by every shifter who crosses paths with me. I will be ‘off limits’ to anyone who is introduced to me. I feel his teeth puncture my skin as he laments in triumph. He sucks on my blood as the bonding begins to magically swirl around us. It feels as if we’re floating through the air as ecstasy clamps down on my entire being. As soon as he swipes his tongue on my mating mark to close the small holes shut, I inform him, “My turn.”
He pulls out of me, and I turn around facing him. Looking down, I see our mixture of come and the smell urges me to finish what he’s started. Without a word said, I slam my body into his causing him to lose his balance and land flat on his back. “Sonofabitch,” he huffs out as he lands. Prowling up his body, I sit above his stiff package, my body and cat are ready to power down on his length. “Fuck, Shelbs. Claim me already.” His eyes are molten and that neon yellow ring I love so much is present. My eyes zero in on his pulse as it rapidly beats calling out my name.
“Now, you’re mine,” I state as I slide down on his shaft. He throws his head back on a hiss. My hands go to his shoulders for balance as I lean forward. My teeth are already elongated and ready to pierce his skin. Without warning, I strike. My cat isn’t patient enough to lick the skin in preparation, she’s intent on completing the mating bond.
“Fuck, Shelbi, fuck!” The shout leaves his mouth as my teeth engage and his blood pours out, coating my tongue and mouth. His scent was already fused with mine, and now mine will be blended with his. My hips are bucking wildly, intent to get us both to the point of explosion. I seal the wounds on his neck then sit straight up. I raise up then fall back down on his shaft. Throwing my head back when he hits my pleasure spot, I arch backwards and his hands once again find purchase on my hips. He holds me up, as my hands land on the bed next to his knees. My hips take on a life of their own, swiveling, raising up and slamming back down, over and over again as I feel him swelling inside of me. He places his thumb over my clit and presses down. My stomach tightens as my womb weeps, I scream out his name as I explode. He flips us over to where I’m now laying on my back. We never lost our connection; he pummels into me several times before hollering out my name and yowling in success.
An aura wraps itself around us. The colors are beautiful and mesmerizing. They’re all different shades of pink, purple, gold, yellow, orange and blue. “Do you see that?” I ask him.
“What is that?” He lifts his head looking around at the beautiful rainbow mixture surrounding us.
“I’m not sure,” I answer him. “This is all new, is this typical to happen to mates?”
“None that I’ve ever heard about from other shifters when they’ve bragged about their mating.”
