Tears continue to run down my cheeks, blending in with the mist the hot shower has created. For the first time in my life, I feel whole.
“Hacker,” I moan, sliding my fingers through the long curly brown locks that run down his otherwise shaved head as he slides his fingers across my swollen clit, rubbing in circles before repeating the action.
“Haught,” he nips hard at my neck. “Say my name.”
“Haught,” I gasp as his two thick fingers slip inside me. My inner muscles clench at his intrusion and my legs grow weak.
“Fuck, I want to do this right, but I can’t hold my leopard back anymore, babe. Tell me to stop now and I will, but not after I'm finally inside you.” He’s holding me so tight I can barely breathe, but I’m not concerned with that.
All I want is him.
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“Tell me to stop now and I will, but not after I'm finally inside you.”
“Claim her!” my leopard demands as he strains to push through and bond our mate to us completely.
She slips her arms around my neck and slams her mouth onto mine. Having my answer, I lift her off the floor and slam her back against the shower wall. Silky legs wrap around my waist as she curls her body around mine. My aching cock glides in bliss over her wet folds as we meet each other’s thrust.
Wriggling her hips for a better position, she angles it so that I slide right into her soaked core. Upon hitting her cervix, both of us release a long moan as I still, reveling in the completeness that consumes me. Never in my life has sex, being this close and intimate with another person, ever felt more right than it does at this moment. Even my animal is silent as I absorb everything.
“Oh, God,” she utters before grasping my neck with her teeth, just short of breaking the skin.
“I’m yours,” I urge and in one quick motion, I pull out and drive my aching cock back inside to fill her pussy completely. This causes her to bite down, hard, and my erection jerks against the vice grip her core muscles have on me. Acting on instinct, I return the favor and bite the delicious curve where neck and shoulder meet. Locked together, I begin to rapidly piston my hips in and out of her until those muscles squeeze me so tight I spill into her with a growl.
“Aaah,” she cries when her own powerful orgasm hits. Together we’re still slowly moving with one another as the last waves of our release linger.
When coherency returns, my fangs pull back and I lick slowly along her wound. The taste of her on my tongue has my cock twitching for more, especially when she slides her own tongue over the bite she gave me.
“Mine,” I state while kissing and licking my way up the column of her neck.
“Yours,” she agrees, her voice dreamy and tired.
Reaching out, I blindly find the knob and turn off the barely warm water.
“Bed,” I mumble while stepping out of the shower with her head on my shoulder and her thoroughly satisfied body still wrapped around me. Grabbing one of the towels I set out for her to use, I cover her backside as best as I can and carry her to my bed.
Dropping the damp towel, I hold her carefully as I pull back the covers and lay her on the far side of the twin bed. Never saw the point of having a bigger one to sleep in since I never let the whores stay longer than necessary to both get what we wanted, and right about now, I'm thankful as hell because that leaves her no choice but to use me as her mattress.
Snagging the damp towel, I swiftly dry my own body and climb into bed beside her. “Come here,” I lift her to lie on top of me, head nestled under my chin, and draw the covers over us. “Feel better?” I feel her nod her head against my chin. Fortunately, my animal is completely silent and more content than he has been in months.
“Haught?” she whispers, her breath warm on my bare chest.
“Hmm?” My hand runs over her damp auburn tresses and soothes them away from her face to reveal a frown.
“What does all this mean for me? For us?” Shifting my hold on her to catch her gaze, I see fear mixed with concern in her eyes.
“It means that I love you with every single cell of my being. That you’re mine to protect, cherish, and care for.”
She doesn’t respond and looks away from me as she chews on her bottom lip. I realize this is a lot for her to handle. Hell, I’m at least ten years older than her, if I’m guessing right, and it’s suddenness even overwhelms me.
“Talk to me, little bird. You can tell me anything.” I place a kiss on her temple, enjoying the feel of her in my arms.
“I don’t know if I can handle living here,” she says in little more than a whisper. Trying my best not to think the worst, I exhale slowly before speaking.
“In Bel Mar?”
“No. Yes. Well, not really Bel Mar, just here.” She nervously tucks her head away from me and runs light circles on my chest with her delicate fingers.
“Here? At the clubhouse?” She nods while continuing to avoid me. “I just assumed we’d stay here, for now; take time to find out what works best for us.” Even if that means moving away from the clubhouse, I’m never letting her go.
“I can’t be around a lot of people.”
“Why not?”
“I feel and get overwhelmed.”
“Feel? What are you trying to say, baby?”
“Emotions, I guess. I feel them from everyone,
