Mated to the Griffin (Elemental Mates 5)

“Yes. And you better get used to it.” She grinned at him, feeling impossibly happy.

With her former boyfriends, there’d always been nerves at this point. She hadn’t wanted to disappoint.

With Jared, she felt so giddy with happiness she wanted to laugh. For the first time in her life, everything felt absolutely right.

“I’d hate to disappoint,” he teased, kissing her again until she sighed into the kiss.

And then, at long last, she felt his shaft against her folds, her breath escaping her in a soft gasp as he slid inside.

He was large. He pushed in slowly, but even so she was overwhelmed by the sensation.

It was incredible. She could feel him stretching her open, but she was so wet that it was easy to take him.

Every thrust filled her to perfection. She found herself clutching at his shoulders, desperately trying to hold him even closer.

His skin was hot against hers. With every thrust, pleasure burned higher and higher, and still she was aching for more.

When she closed her eyes, she could see the golden light again. It pulsed in time to her racing heartbeat, stronger now than it had been before. Even with her eyes closed, she could see Jared above her, his gorgeous body outlined in golden light.

Then the light wound tighter and tighter around them, like ribbons binding them together.

Gasping for breath, she opened her eyes again.

She could see the light even now. It wound around Jared’s body and her own—and wherever their skin touched, it shone more brightly.

It was the most incredible sight she’d ever seen.

But even so, as pleasure kept r

ising, she couldn’t look away from Jared. Through the haze of pleasure, she saw the ecstasy on his own face—and the way he never once looked away from her, as if he was desperate to drink in every single moment of her pleasure.

She could feel him now, she suddenly realized with a gasp. Not just him, inside her—but also his need. His love. The heat within that made him burn.

His emotions came flowing into her through the bond of light.

And with each of his thrusts, the pleasure inside her kept rising until she felt as if she was carried away by a wave of heat, driven further and further.

His lips found her throat again, his kisses burning on her skin. As she arched against him, she dug her nails into the skin of his shoulders, holding on to him for dear life.

Her body felt tight and hot, as if she couldn’t possibly contain the ecstasy burning inside her. And still it kept growing and growing until her skin was damp with sweat, her breath coming in panting gasps, her nipples drawn into aching nubs that kept rasping against Jared’s hard chest.

And then his hand slid in between them again. His mouth found hers at the same time as his fingers found her sensitive, swollen clit.

At the first touch, climax broke over her like a wave crashing against the shore.

She cried out into the kiss, arching against him again as she felt herself pulse around his hard length—and then he followed her. His thrusts became more erratic as his heat filled her, his groan muffled against her own lips.

It took long minutes until she could even think of moving.

Fortunately, Jared recovered a little faster and rolled to his side. He pulled her with him so that she could nestle against him, her head resting on his shoulder.

She could smell the wildflowers they’d crushed in their passion. The clouds had moved a little deeper into their small valley, not far from where their bare feet were resting in the grass. From above, sunshine fell in, warming their naked skin as their breathing slowed.

Chiara had never felt happier in her life.

When she closed her eyes, she could still see the golden light, a bright ribbon that connected them. And through that bond, there came the reassuring flow of Jared’s emotions: his warmth, his love, that endless capacity for humor, the chivalrous need to protect her.

“Now I’m truly yours,” he murmured, sounding incredibly satisfied—and incredibly happy.