“I realize the bond makes me feel closer to you all, but..” She lifts her gaze, her blue eyes staring deep into mine. “It feels like so much more than that.”
I tip my head to the side. “How so?”
A shy smile crests her lips. “I have feelings for each of you. Romantic ones. But I... I do not know if it’s wrong. I mean... I know you say your kind often take one mate, but would it create problems within the group if I chose to be with all of you?”
My heart begins hammering in my chest as hope flares inside me. “It is not wrong,” I quickly reassure her. “We feel the same for you as well.”
She blinks up at me. “You do?”
“Yes. But you must choose if you want us. It is the female who decides in our culture.”
She moves closer. “And you?” Her voice is full of lust, as her eyes bore deep into mine. “Do you want me, Nyx?”
I reach out and trace my fingers across the petal-soft skin of her cheeks. Her lips part slightly beneath my gaze. “Even now, I desire you more than anything I have ever wanted before,” I admit. “And it is difficult to hide this from you.”
She takes my hand and entwines our fingers as she pulls me close. “Then, don’t.”
The last of my control crumbles beneath her words. I wrap my arm around her back and pull her flush against me. My cock is completely engorged and painfully erect against her abdomen. When she reaches down and gently strokes the tip, I hiss through my teeth. “If you do that, I will be tempted to take you right now.”
She wraps her delicate hand around my length, staring at me with a half-lidded gaze.
“You are certain?” I rasp.
She nods once.
Dropping the illusion of my clothing, I gather her in my arms and push her back against the cave wall. I pull her legs up over my hips and notch my tip at her entrance.
Her core is already slick with arousal. Her gaze holds mine, and her lips part on a moan as I enter her channel. I thrust deep, sheathing myself completely inside her.
“So tight,” I rasp.
I groan as I stroke long and deep into her warm, wet heat. Her body is so soft and giving; I never imagined making love would ever feel like this. It takes all my strength not to come inside her right now.
But I force myself to hold back, wanting to bring her to climax before finding my own. I release a small burst of precum into her channel, and she gasps at the sensation. I need to soften her womb so that she opens to me, accepting my seed and sealing our bond.
She holds tightly to me, digging her nails into my shoulders as I pump into her.
“Oh, Nyx,” she moans against my ear.
I capture her mouth with a claiming kiss, stroking my tongue against hers.
She feels so good. I’m barely holding on to my control as I pick up my pace, thrusting hard and deep. I had wanted our first time to be slow and gentle, but my need is too great. The desire to fill her with my seed is like a burning force deep inside me, and I cannot hold back as I thrust into her.
As she approaches the edge of her desire, the small muscles of her channel flex and quiver around my cock. She releases a keening cry as she clamps tightly around my length. Her release triggers my own, and I grasp her hip, holding her firmly in place as my cock begins to pulse. I roar as my release erupts from my body, filling her womb with my essence.
Her entire form goes limp as she comes down from her climax, but I am far from done. I brush the hair back from her face and stare deep into her eyes before capturing her mouth with a branding kiss. “I must have you again,” I breathe against her lips.
She stares at me in wonder. “So soon?”
“Yes.” I begin to roll my hips against her once more.
Her head falls back, and she moans my name.
My desire for her is so great, I bear her to the floor and begin thrusting into her. My people are known for their stamina and vigorous mating frenzies. I never understood until this moment just how strong the drive to mate could be.
The need to fill her again with my seed is almost maddening in its intensity. I gaze down at her. Her long, silken hair fans around her head like a beautiful halo. Her lips part as she stares up at me with a half-lidded gaze.
I feel the beginning of her climax as she tightens around my length. I thrust hard and deep and roar out her name as we come together.
Even as I come down from my pleasure, it isn’t enough. It is the nature of my kind to mate over and over again. The other shifters often joke about this, but they do not understand the intense need to drive into one’s mate several times in one mating. I can barely think beyond the soft feel of her body around mine. Nothing exists outside of this moment with her.
I am almost ashamed, but not too much so to tell her. “Please, I must take you again. I need you.”
Panting heavily, she reaches up to cup my cheek. She pulls my face down to hers and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “I am yours,” she whispers into my mouth.
Barely able to hold myself back, I stare down at her. “I do not want to
