Free Mate of Her Heart by R. E. Butler Page B

be tender, but he seemed to sense that she didn’t want tender right now.  Tender could come later, when the heat was over and her body wasn’t screaming for his cock.  His fingers pounded into her and she tugged him from her breast with her fists in his hair until she could kiss him.  She whimpered and moaned into his mouth as his fingers worked inside her.
    Pleasure raced over her body like electricity and she cried out, her hands clutching his shoulders and her nails digging into his flesh.  He kept the orgasm flowing by thumbing her clit until he had wrenched from her every ounce of pleasure that he could.
    He kneed her legs apart.  Lifting his hand slowly so she could see how wet his fingers were, she watched as he licked his fingers, closing his eyes as if he had just tasted something exquisite.
    The heat-cycle began to rise in her again.  Her climax had just eased the need, but hadn’t erased it completely.
    He planted his hand next to her head on the bed and fisted his cock, guiding it to the entrance of her body.  His eyes held hers, the blue depths darkening as he pushed inside her still-clenching pussy and went into a push-up over her.  His hips thrust forward until he was buried to the hilt.
    She gasped as he filled her completely, their bodies perfectly, tightly wed together.  Nothing had ever felt as good as her mate filling her and she groaned mindlessly and arched harder against him, his name a breathless chant on her lips.
    Her hands slipped from his shoulders down to his sides, just above the bandages, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
    “I love you, Eveny.”  He kissed her, pressing his hips tighter to her.
    Her hands squeezed his sides as her thighs hugged him.  “I love you, too, Luke.”
    He stroked out of her slowly and she felt every inch of him until just the thick head remained inside.  He paused for just a second and then he thrust forward, filling her completely.  She slipped her arms around him further, one hand resting high on his back and the other lower, just above his ass.  She knew she was scratching him, but she couldn’t seem to stop marking him over and over.
    He began to thrust harder and faster, leaning forward and gripping the headboard for leverage with one strong arm.  She met his thrusts, feeling pleasure bloom inside her once more as he pushed her to orgasm.  He gazed down at her as he fucked her hard, pushing the breath from her lungs with each thrust, his body glistening with sweat and his muscles straining.
    Her brain began to fog over as her orgasm grew, twisting and coiling inside her until she thought she would burn from the inside out.  Her body locked down on his as her climax crested, and she screamed.  She felt her claws spring from her fingertips and dig into his flesh and her fangs erupt from her gums.  She snarled and leaned up to sink her fangs into his neck and mark him as hers forever.
    All she could focus on was the feel of Luke’s flesh between her teeth and the metallic taste of his blood on her tongue.  His hard and fast rhythm faltered and she felt his cock thicken just a moment before he groaned her name and came.  The rush of his hot come inside her calmed her raging libido, and she felt utterly relaxed.
    Releasing his flesh, she licked across the marks and then hugged her arms around him as he exhaled and lowered his body to hers.  He kept most of his weight off of her, but she still felt the heaviness of him, and the delicious feeling of his cock still buried deeply.
    This was what had been missing from her life all those years.  The intimate connection between herself and her mate.  Luke wasn’t just her mate.  He was her heart.  And the only man that had ever held her heart in his hands.
    He kissed her neck and then rolled to his side, carrying her with him.  “I’ve had a lot of fantasies about you over the years, sweetheart, but that was a thousand times better than anything my brain has ever come up