He roared to the ceiling as his climax hit him like a train barreling through the night with no lights.
I’d never heard a sound like that. It was so primal. So animalistic. And so hot.
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sp; My body was warm and soft. I felt soothed by the orgasm and Liam nuzzled against my breast. Kissing and sucking my nipple.
“Mmm,” he moaned.
His cock slid from me, and I knew I’d be sore tomorrow. I giggled. I could blame it on the accident and no one would know the difference. It would be my secret. Mine and the Prince of Galona.
Chapter Thirteen
Liam
I wasn’t prepared when the sun smacked me in the face the next morning. I saw the beautiful girl next to me and I wanted the sun to get the hell out of here. I wanted the night back. More specifically, I wanted last night back.
I had my first taste of my mate and I was hooked. Like a damn schoolboy, I had dreamed about her even when she was naked on my pillow.
Gillian rolled toward me with a sleepy smile. “Good morning.”
“Hi.” I ran my hand over her curves. “How is your arm?” I looked at it. There was definitely some swelling closer to her shoulder.
“I didn’t notice it last night.” She blushed. “But it hurts like hell now.”
“I bet. Want me to get the ice pack for you?” I offered, but her hands were on me before I could even throw the sheets back.
“No,” she purred. “You have something much better than ice.” Her fingers wrapped around my cock.
“Fuck, love. You need ice for that arm this morning.”
She shook her head. “No. I need this.”
I grinned. My perfect mate had no idea how perfect she was.
I climbed on top of her. I pushed the head of my dick to her pussy.
We both sighed as we reveled in how it felt to touch this way. She was slick with want. Dripping wet for my cock. She tilted her hips forward, rubbing against me. She started to grind harder.
“This is dangerous, love,” I warned.
She nodded. “I know, but for a few minutes it feels so good, doesn’t it?”
I closed my eyes. I couldn’t take steps backward with my mate. She had no idea what she was doing. She was tempting the beast within me. He couldn’t be reasoned with like a man. He wanted to claim her in this bed.
“You think I can pull out?” I eyed her.
“Will you?” She breathed heavily. Her tits hardened. “Please,” she begged. “It feels too good to stop.”
I shook my head. Part of me still had the ability to reason. If I buried myself inside her now, there was no way I was putting a condom on in five minutes.
I leaned to kiss her throat and her neck. “You know I want to fuck you like this.”
She nodded. “I want it so much. And I shouldn’t. I know I shouldn’t. But I want it more. I want you more.”
I closed my eyes. That was our bond talking. It was already starting to affect her and she had no way to explain it. The guilt settled in my chest along with the pride that had formed from how willing she was to accept what my bear had already given her. Everything inside me was jumbled. Honor mixed with primal hunger. Respect warring with animal want. It was a vicious battle in my heart.
Her eyes lifted. They sparkled in the morning sun. “Don’t stop, now.” She smiled. “I know you’ll pull out when it’s time.”