You Are Mine (The Lycans 2)

My heart gave a powerful twinge in my chest. He smoothed his thumb under my eye, his touch soft and gentle, the stroking motion lulling me even more.

“You’re the most precious thing to me, Ainslee. I have no purpose without you.”

My heart gave another lurch in my chest, and I took a shuddering breath, blowing it out slowly and shifting on the couch so I could rise up and kiss him.

The kiss was slow and deliberate, a nonverbal response to show him that I felt the same way. But maybe I needed to show him in other ways. Maybe I needed to tell him so there wasn’t ever any doubt that he was my world too.

But with each passing second, we kissed more passionately, the fire burning in both of our veins from everything leading up to this moment consuming us.

He slid his hand along my cheek, over the side of my neck, and gripped my nape. I could feel and taste the feral side of him, and it turned me on even more. I was thoroughly aroused, dripping wetness so much that it coated my inner thighs.

Maybe it was the fact that I almost lost my mate.

Maybe it was the fact that we both could have died at any time.

Or maybe it was everything.

My life had been turned upside down, and although at the end of the day it was for the best and everything I wanted… my entire world had been rocked and tilted on its axis.

And the need to feel rode me so strong that I rose up and straddled Luca’s waist. His groan of approval had me opening my mouth and kissing him with more fervor. I felt my wolf rise up with her own hunger to mate with our male. I felt the appetite for Luca’s blood awaken my vampire side with a ferocity that startled me.

My fangs punched out and nicked his bottom lip, and we both groaned as I lapped at the wound, sucking on his lip and grinding my pussy on his denim-clad crotch.

“My Ainslee,” he moaned and cupped the back of my head with one hand, and he curled the fingers of his other one around my hip, pushing me down so I was seated fully on the massive length barely restrained behind his pants.

“My life is yours,” he murmured against my lips. “And even after I’m dead and long gone, and if there is an afterlife, I’ll always be searching for you. I’ll only ever want you.”

This cry-moan left me at the love I felt for this male. The Linking Connection had us fated, but my heart was now in this forever.

“I love you,” I whispered against his lips and felt his hand tighten on my hip. “I love you, and the thought of almost losing you….” My body shook on top of his, anxiety and fear and… pain trying to claim me.

“You’re mine, and I’m yours. If anyone tried to take you from me, they’d have to tear me apart first.” He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “And it wouldn’t be an easy task, îngera?.” He leaned in and kissed me again, and at the same time used his hand on my waist to rock me back and forth on his lap. “You’re my heart, and a male can’t live without his heart. My little angel. My Ainslee.”

I moaned and started moving against him on my own, back and forth, slow and easy, my arousal so powerful it was stealing my sanity. “I need to feel that you’re real, that this is real, Luca.” I gasped against his mouth and kissed him harder. “I need to feel close to you so I know you’re not going anywhere. Ever.”

“Never, sweetling. We are tied to each other until the end of time.” He reached between us, and I rose up. He undid the button of his jeans and then pulled the zipper down.

I was too frantic for him, this rush filling me, both my Otherworld sides rising up. I pushed his hand away and reached between the now parted material, curled—or tried to—my hand around his thick cock, and pulled him out. “You’re so big, so hard—”

“It’s only for you,” he groaned. “It’ll only ever be for you.” His hand flexed on my hip, and I felt the prick of his claws. His eyes flashed from his animal rising up, and I felt mine responding. “I’ll never desire any other.”

I rose and aligned the bulbous head at my entrance, my pussy so wet my arousal spilled from me and coated his cock.

He cursed in Romanian, his neck muscles standing out from how tense he was. “I can feel your pussy juices sliding down my shaft.” He closed his eyes and parted his lips, his canines flashing. My own fangs answered and lengthened even more, and I lowered my eyes to the cut on his lip. I kissed him at the same time I sank down on his cock, taking Luca’s length all the way to the hilt.