Warrior: The Elect, Book 3 Read Online Free Page B

what you want. God knows I do.” He stared down into her eyes. “But this is not just fucking, and you know it.”
    “I know I’ll combust if you don’t get on with it.” She dug her fingernails into his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips. “Carter. Please.”
     
    Carter couldn’t deny that plea no matter how much he wanted her to admit this was so much more than just scratching an itch. He remembered what she liked. How could he forget? He remembered every inch of her. He knew exactly how to touch her, how to thrust inside her to maximize her pleasure. He increased his rhythm, his strokes hard, even, fast and hitting her G-spot every time. She was sharing her thoughts and sensations. And a demand for more. Harder.
    She mewled, begging, and he gave it to her. Without slowing or missing a beat, he lowered his head to suck one of her nipples into his mouth. Sweet, pert, perfect. Mine. The possessiveness that gripped him was as terrifying as it was exhilarating. He’d never felt anything like this, not even during the incredible two weeks they’d spent together and conceived Kaden.
    He wouldn’t last much longer. Her pussy was slick and tight around his cock. It felt incredible, but the combination of that sensation and being held by this woman so tightly, so desperately, was more than he could take. He knew today an unbreakable mental bond—the bond of mates—would form between them. He didn’t know why the bond hadn’t formed before, but he suspected at least one of them had to accept it. At least one of them had to acknowledge the emotion and connection between them. He could feel it growing, knew it was a matter of seconds before it burst into being. Some of the mated Elect had spoken of the bond to him, so he knew it would be intense. Shattering. But no amount of bracing for the impact prepared him.
    When she came, clenching and trembling on his cock, he followed, and the mental connection slammed into him. He roared out as the force swept over him like a cat-five hurricane. He collapsed, his need to protect her the only thing that made him shift to the side enough so his body didn’t pin her weaker one to the bed.
    “Holy fuck,” she asked. “What was that?”
    He buried his lips in her neck. “Mating bond.”
    “Oh. Okay.” She paused, then asked sleepily, “I don’t want to ask, do I? Right now, I just want to enjoy the afterglow.”
    He couldn’t believe he had the strength to chuckle. “Yeah, sweetheart. Just enjoy it.”
    She was asleep soon after, but she didn’t wake all mellow and pliant.

Chapter Three
    She slept for an hour or so and woke knowing everything had changed. She felt Carter in her skin. The sex had been so much more than scratching an itch. He wasn’t lying next to her, and she heard water running in the next room. She hunted him down, more than a little pissed off when she stepped into the shower stall.
    “What the hell just happened?” she demanded.
    He turned to face her. His attitude was very calm and accepting, as if he’d expected this confrontation. “The Elect are not human,” he said. “We’re wired differently. One of those differences is…mating.”
    Why did that sound so permanent? “Enlighten me.”
    “It’s a mental bond,” he said. He set his hands on her waist and slowly drew her closer. “It only forms once and it cannot be broken.”
    She gasped, though from his touch or the revelation she didn’t know. “You’re saying we have this bond?”
    “Yes.”
    Her intuition leapt. “You did it on purpose. You could have stopped it from forming!”
    “No.” He pulled her closer and held her through her halfhearted struggle. “I knew it would form when I came inside you, and I could have delayed that. But even if you knew about it and wanted to deny it, eventually you would have come to me. A mating is damned near impossible to ignore, and it was already half-formed between us. That’s why it was such hell being apart.”
    Years of