Page 74 of Rebel's Fairytale

She broke the kiss and tore his tee over his head. Then her lips and tongue were on his chest and working their way up.

“Ruby,” he groaned and tangled the fingers of one hand in her hair. The other hand he wrapped around her and pulled her as close as she would allow.

When she reached his neck, she ran her tongue in a circle over the area where his neck and left shoulder met. “This is where, right?”

As the realization dawned, he swallowed hard and nodded. “Yes.”

She slid one hand down his chest, his abdomen, and over the waistband of his jeans to tease his erection through his jeans. It felt incredible to have her take the lead and touch him like that. He’d let her do anything she wanted to him. When she began to stroke him through his jeans, he let his head fall back against the wall and moaned.

That was when she struck. Her human teeth broke skin, but barely, just enough to let him know her intention. She was claiming her mate.

He gasped her name as pleasure shot through him. The second her teeth released his skin, he gripped her hips and lifted. Carrying her over to the counter, he set her on top and started removing her clothes.

“The stove,” she breathed.

“What?”

“The stove is on.”

That’s when Rebel remembered the omelet. He reached over and turned off the burner. When he turned back around, her shirt and bra were gone.

He cupped her breasts in his hands and gave each a sweet, soft kiss, before he sucked a nipple into his mouth and looked up at her. Her eyes drifted closed, and her mouth dropped open. Moving over to the other, he did the same thing with that breast, before kissing a path up to her mouth.

“You claimed me,” he said against her lips.

“I did. That’s what the bite means, right? I bit you, so you’re mine.”

He grinned. “That’s what that means.” He ran his tongue over her bottom lip before he sucked on it. “It’s my turn to claim you.”

“Will it hurt?”

“I hear it doesn’t, if the match is a good one.” He cupped her legs behind her knees and forced her legs around his hips. Wrapping his arms around her, he told her, “Hold on, Ruby. This is something that needs to happen on a soft surface.”

As he lifted her, she threw her arms around him and laughed.

He carried her up to her bedroom and laid her out on her bed. Stripping her of the rest of her clothes, he threw the clothes and shoes over his shoulder, not giving a damn where they landed. As she grabbed a condom from her drawer, he removed his boots, socks, and jeans.

Climbing onto the bed, he kissed his way up the inside of her left leg. When he reached her core, he gave it love, but he didn’t linger. It was evident that she was just as ready as he was, and frankly, he didn’t want to risk her changing her mind. Part of him worried he’d still lose her somehow. He wanted the mating officially done.

He kissed the rest of the way up her body, only veering off to give each of her breasts some more love before he made it to her lips.

“Put it on me,” he growled and pressed his lips to hers.

As she opened the condom and quickly rolled it on to his hard length, he kissed all over her neck and shoulder.

Surprisingly, his wolf was quiet. He suspected it had to do with the fact that she bit him, but he didn’t question it too much.

When she was done putting the condom on him, she wrapped her legs around his waist and lined him up with her core.

“Fuck me, Rebel. Claim me,” she whispered into his ear, making his eyes glow and a growl to work its way up his chest.

Not needing any further encouragement, he slid into her on a hard thrust. She moaned as he pulled out and slammed back in. There were no sweet words or soft touches. It was pure heat and intensity.

Each thrust had her moving up the bed until she lifted her right arm and braced herself against the headboard. Rebel took her mouth in a deep, wet kiss as one hand worked between them and played with her clit.

Four thrusts later, he felt her climax gathering, her core tightened, along with her legs. He didn’t let up what he was doing as he let his fangs slide down. He looked into her eyes to make sure she wanted it.

After the wonder of what she was seeing passed, she smiled and nodded. That’s when he struck. The second his fangs slid into her flesh, she reached her orgasm and cried out his name.