Page 48 of Crimson Mate

I lunge for her, spinning until she’s on her back and I’m between her thighs, not hesitating a second as I lick through her slick heat.

“Z,” she sighs, arching into my mouth. “Yes.”

Her words are liquid, her body pliant as I spread her thighs, giving me better access to her sweet pussy. Goddamn, she’s gorgeous, all glistening and swollen and desperate for me.

I lick into her, spearing her sweet flesh with my tongue, moaning at the taste of her. This female was made for me on every level, and I’ll never get enough of her.

My hands roam over every inch of her I can reach while I eat at her, her skin smooth and luscious as I explore and tease and lick and lap.

“Z,” she says, her breaths rushed. “Just like that.” She rocks into my face, and I make sure I keep doing exactly what I’m doing, not moving an inch or changing my pace. “Yes!” she gasps, her pussy clenching around my tongue. “Yes, God—” Her words break off into a moan as her flavor bursts on my tongue with her release.

She trembles beneath me as I tongue her swollen clit, her body oversensitive and flushed for me.

I’m already rock hard again from the taste of her, from the sound of her moans, from the way I devoured her.

I kiss her inner thigh, then the other, before working my way up her stomach and lingering over her glorious breasts. “Talia,” I sigh as I reach her mouth, and she spans the distance between us, kissing me intently.

“More,” she begs, and a shudder rocks down my spine as she moves her hands between us, fisting my cock and lining it up with her swollen, slick entrance. “Please, Z. I need you.”

Fuck me, those are the sweetest words I’ve ever heard.

“I’ve got you,” I say, sinking my cock in an inch, groaning at the sensation.

She releases me, her arms wrapping around my neck. I snake an arm beneath her lower back, sinking in another inch.

Talia’s fangs punch out. Her cheeks are flushed and her lilac eyes are hooded with pleasure and need. She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

Mine.

Claim. Bite. Fuck.

The mating instincts are so intense it’s hard to think or see around them, and my fangs snap out in response to it.

Talia’s eyes widen at the sight, her eyes falling to my fangs as she wraps her legs around my hips, drawing me in to the hilt.

I groan, and she gasps, rocking against me in a slow, torturous stroke that has my entire body buzzing.

I draw all the way out of her, watching her face as I pump into her again and again, slow and deliberate, every thrust a promise, every connection binding us together.

“Z,” she gasps, trembling beneath me as I hold our bodies flush, barely a breath of space between us. “Bite me,” she says, turning her head to the side.

I go harder inside her, my fangs aching at her words. “Talia,” I say, hesitant. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she says, eyes on mine as I continue to thrust into her. “Please. Zachariah. I’m aching. Burning. I need you.”

“You have me.” I lean down, kissing the soft skin of her neck, slowing my pace inside her, ensuring my pelvic bone grinds against her needy little clit before I sink my fangs into her neck.

“Z!” she cries out, her pussy clenching hard around my cock as her blood fills my mouth, the taste unlike anything else in the world—sweet and unique like vanilla and lavender. I drink her down, pumping into her harder now, faster, my instincts driving me to seal the bond I can feel building between us. “I’m coming,” she breathes the words, her pussy fluttering around my cock?—

Her fangs sink into my arm next to her head, the pleasure-filled bite sending lava straight through my veins. I lick her wounds closed, drawing back for a sharp breath at the sensation of her bite.

“Fuck yes,” I growl, pumping into her fast and hard, my release barreling through me as hers builds again, the two of us coming at the same time, until I spill inside her, hot and heady.

She keeps drinking as she convulses, going absolutely liquid for me as she drenches my sheets, and I rock her through it. When she’s drank her fill, she pulls back, licking my wounds closed and looking at me with lust-slaked eyes.

I smooth her hair back, dipping down to kiss her softly.

I love you.