Page 57 of Fractured Mates
I lap at her center, and her entire body shivers beneath me as her thighs press around my ears.
Using my hand, I slowly move my touch over her hips and along her ribs until I find her nipple, pinching hard at the same time as my other hand presses two fingers inside her.
Her back arches, and my upper arm keeps her pinned down as I continue to lick and suck at her center while curling my finger inside her tightening pussy.
She cries out louder, nails digging into my head as her hips surge upward. Her heated skin trembles, and I expect her to come any moment, but she surprises me by sitting up quickly and grabbing my shoulders.
“If I’m going to come right now, it better be around your cock,” she says, doing her best to pull me up.
I don’t fight her, because I at least got my taste. Rising to my feet, I pull my shirt over my head with one hand, taking note as the fabric gets unstuck from the dried blood on my back. Nothing hurts, so I assume those wounds are healed enough.
Before I can reach for my pants, Sophie already has my zipper undone and is tugging them down. I help her, kicking out of my boots and losing my desire to cherish every moment as her eagerness becomes my own.
She moves back onto the mattress as I rid myself of the constraints. Her legs are still spread for me, and her hair falls in soft waves around her shoulders while she sits up, waiting for me.
I climb onto the bed, my eyes staying trained on hers. “Are you ready?”
Sophie’s nod and the accompanying grin on her face makes my heart soar as she says, “More than.”
Positioning myself on top of her, I lean forward to kiss her again. Her lips meld to mine, and I sigh with the utmost relief.
I’ve been lost for so long, and I thought that my life was over. I’ll never forget what I had, but I intend to cherish every bit of this second chance.
Reaching between us, I guide my cock to her waiting pussy. As soon as the head brushes against her center, Sophie lifts her hips and closes the distance.
I thrust forward and, in an instant, it’s as if I’ve come home. Her warmth wraps around me while our hips come crashing together, each of us giving as good as the other.
My chest feels as if it’s slowly being opened, and tingles rush over my arms before covering the rest of my body.
The bond. It’s already forming.
My eyes find Sophie’s, and there are tears forming at the corners of hers, but there’s a wicked smile on her face that keeps me moving without asking if she’s okay.
She grabs my head and kisses me again. Our tongues battle for dominance as I move over her, doing my best to draw out the moment.
Except my new mate has other plans. Her nails dig into my ass cheeks, deepening my thrusts until she’s crying out. “Fuck, Kyler.”
I ride her harder, giving her what she wants and, if I’m being honest, what I do as well. Our bodies slap together in a tangle of arms and legs as I attempt to touch her everywhere, all at once.
I’m close to coming, and I know she’s nearly there by her increased breathing. My speed picks up, and the energy from the bond wraps around me, invisible but heavy. Within seconds, I can no longer tell where Sophie begins and I end.
She is mine. A part of my soul. The woman I would die for.
She’s ours, my wolf corrects.
I’m not used to him speaking, but I don’t have time to process his true acceptance.
The energy between me and Sophie rocks through my body and I assume hers, because we both cry out and come at the same time.
Fucking hell.
You’re telling me.
I hear Sophie’s voice in my mind, a confirmation that the bond has taken root, officially confirming everything my wolf told me before.
That was intense, I say, grinning down at her.
Her nails drag lightly over my back, and she goes back to speaking vocally. “That’s one word for it.”