and yet she couldn’t help but reach for
more.
“You
need to consider others, Princess, to move outside yourself and see the bigger
picture. For the final five, focus only on the sensations I provide. I know you
can do this,” Donovan soothed her with his words. The gentle stroking of his
hand made her feel cherished.
“I-I
can’t. It’s m-my soul sin. I-I can’t let it g-go,” Paige whined through the
tears and tremors rocking her body. She felt helpless, exposed and vulnerable.
She wasn’t accustomed to any of these emotions.
“Mind
over matter. You can do this and I promise it will help.”
“H-how
do you kn -know?” Paige spoke through her tears.
“Because
I’m your mate; and it’s determined that I’m to know what’s best for you.”
Donovan’s confidence as he spoke reassured a part of Paige that still held
doubt. She shuddered at his words, too many emotions racing through her mind to
think straight, and then did as he said, finding comfort in his gentle touches.
Donovan’s hand slapping down on her bottom with such authority pulled her into
the spell he wove.
Paige
floated in a place where she was free from everything, until she felt a
rhythmic pulsing in her clit. His hand had moved to her delicate little bud
once more. As her pussy clenched tight, Paige screamed out through an orgasm
she hadn’t expected. By the looks of Donovan, he didn’t expect it either.
After
a few moments of silence, Donovan sat Paige up on his lap, brushed her sweaty
hair from her forehead and kissed her there. “Well done,” Donovan grinned at
Paige and suddenly she felt immensely shy. When she tried to move away, she was
startled by the soreness on her bottom.
Donovan
wasn’t letting her move; he held her hip with one large hand and her chin with
the other. “You enjoyed that. Goddess, you couldn’t be more perfect for me.” His
eyes were shining, large and bright, and his smile was radiating appreciation
and love. Gone was that terrible angry face he’d had when he first put her
across his knee.
The
heat inside her wasn’t going away, even after her climax and the tenderness of
her bottom. In fact, as he continued touching her body, her need was growing
more intense. She wanted to touch him too. She tentatively stroked his beard,
the stubble tickling her fingers.
Donovan
moved his hands to frame her face and drew her head up to meet his eyes. He
brushed a sweet kiss against her lips before speaking again, his voice now
growing huskier with desire. “It’s time.”
Paige
knew exactly what he meant. She nodded.
“Take
your tongue and strike it to my sharpest teeth. The blood exchange will bind us
and I can take you then. Ho bisogno di te .” His words were barely finished when she pressed her
mouth to his. Paige was more than ready to take what she wanted. Perhaps it
would be her to claim him, Paige laughed to herself.
“Or
then I will take you,” Paige responded.
With
a chuckle, Donovan chose to ignore her comment in exchange for another kiss. He
ran his tongue along the seam of her lips until she opened for him, and then
allowed her to push back into his mouth. She ran her tongue along the full set
of his upper teeth and felt an incredible tingling rush. Then Paige felt his
breathy sigh of relief as he tasted the first drop of her blood. Startled by
overwhelming emotion, she also realized she could feel his desire beyond her
own. It multiplied the urge she felt to merge fully with her mate.
Paige
pulled at Donovan’s shirt until it was off and out of her way. Then she ran her
fingertips along the ridges of his chest around to his shoulders and his
muscular back. His light sprinkle of body hair tickled her fingers as they
floated across his skin. She hugged herself to him and with each touch, she
felt their magic twine together.
As
part of the Magdalena Circle, Paige’s parents raised her to understand the
prophecy and her role in fulfilling the needs of the Valendite Breed. Despite
her