Hers to Take(29)

Nash took one breast in his hand, letting his thumb flick over her nipple before he pinched it between two fingers. Kira made a sexy sound that had his cock throbbing, but he wasn't ready yet. With his hand occupied with her nipple, he sucked the other one between his lips where he bit down, just a little.

She screamed out her pleasure, and it was almost Nash's undoing.

With more restraint, he did it again, and again, until she writhed beneath him.

"You like that." It wasn't a question, but her eyes, hooded with desire and need, were all the answer he needed.

Once more, Nash slid up her body, his hand still holding her arms firmly in place over her head. He took his time, savoring the heat in her body, the way her breasts heaved beneath him, her hips pressed up into him, desperate for more. And she'd get it. He'd give her everything. Always. But first, he had to claim her. He needed to quench the fire raging through his veins. It was time. 

"Kira." His voice was rough. "I need you. Forever."

She nodded, understanding in her eyes.

He could smell her desire, her need. He knew instinctually she was ready for him. And although he'd like nothing more than taking his slow, sweet time with her, that would come later. Now, he needed to make her his.

Leaving her hands clasped over her head, Nash shifted until he was poised at her entrance. Kira's eyes clouded with passion and she moved beneath him, pulling against his grip. He knew she wanted to be in control; she craved it because she was the finest damn alpha female he'd ever seen. Which was exactly what made her the perfect match for him, and he'd let her have her control. But not today. This was his.

His cock throbbed against her wet heat and Kira groaned.

He lifted his hips and with a smooth, hard thrust was inside her. Kira's sweet, hot heat enveloped him. Nash gave himself a moment to savor the feeling of his cock inside her, but then he was moving.

Together, they found their rhythm immediately. Nash's free hand slipped between them and found Kira's clit. He pressed down with just enough pressure and she groaned. She was close, but it had to be together.

"Babe, you are the sexiest fucking woman I-"

"Kiss me," she demanded. Control or not, Nash was not one to deny a request. His mouth crashed to hers; their tongues immediately entwined, thrusting into each other's mouths, battling for dominance. Her need to try to control was the sexiest thing he'd ever experienced, but today, need or not, she was his.

She protested with a groan when he pulled his mouth from hers. He responded by thrusting into her harder than before and her eyes closed to absorb the sensation. He could feel her body begin to tense. He was close, too.

"Open your eyes." It was his turn to make demands. She did as requested. "You're mine, Kira." He thrust again. "My love." And again, their climaxes were right on the edge. "My mate." With one final thrust, Nash barred his teeth and bit into the underside of her arm, still held over her head, as their mutual orgasms crashed through them.

Kira screamed out with the pleasure and pain of their mating.

When his powerful climax was finally spent, Nash pulled back and examined his mark. He dropped tender kisses around the bite, soothing her.

Perfect.

Beautiful.

His.





Chapter Nine





"I still can't believe you bit my arm."

Kira gingerly slid her arm into her uniform, trying her best to avoid the bite mark. Shifters healed quickly, but the bite mark Nash had left was not disappearing as fast as she would have expected.

"Babe, I didn't bite you. I claimed you." Nash came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Big difference." He pushed her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck, sending a fresh thrill through her. "Besides, it had to be your arm."

She turned in his arms. "Why did it have to be my arm? People will see it there."

"Only if they're looking." Nash slid his fingers along her skin, until they traced his bite mark. "And it's not like a regular wound. It won't go away completely. It will leave a beautiful silver scar."

A scar? The idea gave her an unexpected thrill.

"And besides, the mark isn't for them, babe. It's for us."

"Us?"

He grinned. "Absolutely. Every time you feel the outline of my mark, or your tender skin rubbing against your clothes, you're going to remember me inside you, making you scream out." Kira's body vibrated with the need she always seemed to be right on the edge of when Nash was around. "And every time I catch a glimpse of my mark, I'm going to remember the way you looked under me, your naked body hot and ready and begging for me to make you mine."




 

 

A pool of moisture gathered between her legs, and if she wasn't already running late, Kira would have been more than happy for Nash to make her his over and over again. But she had to get dressed and get into the registration office. She'd already pushed it too far. Nash's hands slid down her body, over her hips and …  Maybe she could be a few more minutes?