Page 103 of Wedding the Werepanther

His aphrodisiac seed burns through me, setting me alight all over again, and I tighten around him.

He groans, the sound so deep it vibrates through me. “Do that again.”

So I do, over and over, squeezing at the end of every deep thrust, sending pulses of tingling warmth radiating outward. We rock together, pressed as close as two people can be, lost in each other.

Shadow tosses his long hair back out of the way and brushes a lock of mine from my face so we can see each other. He holds my gaze as we continue to move, and I feel like he’s seeing straight into my heart. I could fall into those gorgeous green eyes, so full of warmth and love and desire.

“I love you.” He murmurs with every thrust. “I love you so much.”

I’ve never felt so special, so cherished. Emotion fills my throat, and I have to swallow several times before I can whisper it back. “I love you, too.”

He kisses me, nipping at my lips with his fangs until I open for him, then whispers directly into my mouth, “Are you close? Would you like a toy?”

I can’t bear the thought of him needing to hold himself away from me to make room for a toy. I dig my heels into the backs of his thighs and shift my hips, changing the angle slightly until he rocks against my clit. “Please stay just like that. I’m close.”

Soclose, the warm tingling building with every thrust.

I let it carry me up and away, riding a high of pleasure that builds and builds until I’m bursting. “Shadow!” I scream, my muscles locking around him as my entire body shudders with delight.

“Kayla!” His hips snap forward, burying him deeper than ever as he roars and continues to press me into the mattress.

There’s a growing pressure, stretching me like I’ve never been stretched before, and I come again, moaning, my toes curling. “Oh, god.”

“Goddess, Kayla. Feel that?” He bounces inside of me, but can’t go far, stopped by a hard ball that tugs at my entrance. “That’s my knot. You’re my mate, just as I always thought.”

My muscles clamp down, and he grunts, hips jerking, as another round of aftershocks races through me.

“It’s even bigger than your werepanther form,” I pant. I’ve never felt so full. Sex has never felt soright.

“You never felt my full werepanther knot. The one I have upon climax is even bigger.”

“Bigger? Oh, god.”

He hears the need in my voice and chuckles, rich and deep and wicked. “Tomorrow, my witchy beauty. You’re locked to me now for at least twelve hours.”

Shadow pushes up onto an arm, and I frown. There are two black marks on his chest, over his heart. “What’s this? That wasn’t there before.”

“They’re panther fangs,” he says, his voice full of awe.

“Okay, but how did you get a tattoo in the middle of sex?”

“You have them as well.” Amusement glitters in his eyes as his fingers brush over my skin with a tiny flash of discomfort that feels almost like a sunburn. “Myfangs.”

I look down to see the fang marks on me, too. “What the…” He didn’t bite me, and even if he had, it wouldn’t make a tattoo.

“They’re our mate marks.” He cups my cheek. “They mean we’re not only mated, we’re also fated mates, destined to be together.”

“Fated, as in forever?”

“Longer than forever.” He grins.

My mouth opens and closes, but I’m too shocked to speak.

Shadow rolls onto his side, pulling me with him, his knot tugging at my entrance and making another round of aftershocks shiver through me. “Are you okay?”

“I am.” I nod. “I’m just trying to process it.”

“There’s only one thing you need to know.” He smiles and cups my cheek. “I’ll love you until the end of time and beyond.”