Page 36 of Tempting the Tiger

Bunching his hips, Keair thrust inside her, claiming his mate. This time, the ride was rough and wild, filled with his animal need. Over and over he plunged inside her, his cock filling her pussy just as he had imaged. She felt. So. Damn. Good.

He roared as he felt his climax approaching. He wanted to stave it off. Wanted to keep fucking her. Feel the pull of her pussy as he took her. Soft, bliss, then clinging flesh as he withdrew. By God, he had never felt this way.

He felt her body trembling and knew she was near as well. He increased his pace, moving faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Sweat formed on them both as the heat from their mating formed.

“Yes, yes,” she gasped, her nails biting into the flesh of his shoulder. His curvy mate was marking him as best she could. He felt his incisors lengthen and knew the time had come. He groaned as he pulled out of her.

“On your knees,” he growled, his voice barely recognizable. With urgent hands, he turned her over, pulled her hips up and pushed her shoulders to the mattress. She didn’t protest, just followed his grunted orders. His fingers tightened on her buttocks, biting into the creamy white flesh. Pulling apart the cheeks of her ass, he reveled the wet, pulsating pussy that brought him so much pleasure.

Unable to stand not being inside her, he rammed himself inside. She shouted as he hit home, “Keair!”

Wrapping one arm beneath her hips, he used the weight of his body to keep her pinned to the bed. He found her clit, pinching and pulling at it.

“I claim you, Grace, as my mate, my wife, the mother of my children. Do you accept me as your mate, your husband, and the father of your children?” He whispered in her ear, his words slurred as they were spoken around his fangs that had extended.

“Yes, Keair, oh, yes.” She managed to look at him, their eyes locking as he lowered his head and bit into the flesh of her shoulder.

Grace couldn’t help the scream that emanated from her as Keair’s teeth plunged into her flesh. It hurt. It hurt a lot—for about a minute. There was no doubt that she had been bitten by a shifter.

Then, the magic happened. Keair continued to pump inside her, hard, swift strokes that built the fire in her belly. His fingers played with her clit hard and frantic. She knew he wanted her to come. Wanted to feel her pussy grab his cock and hold on.

And then the pain receded and suddenly she felt everything. She just didn’t feel the hard flesh of his cock inside her, she felt the pulse inside his cock, the heat. The need. It was if they were connected now, feeding off the other’s passion and energy.

Keair felt the mating connection. Felt the pulse of Grace’s pussy as her release flowed throw her body. He plunged inside her one last time, unprotected, bare skin to bare skin. He knew the chances of her getting pregnant were high and that was exactly what he wanted. He wanted her tied to him forever. He roared as his seed flowed from his body, coating her. Now, every shifter around would know she was his.

His mate.