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Callum leaned against the hall wall, his eyes trained on the closed bathroom door. Sophie had been in there for some time even after the water had shut off. He was beginning to wonder when she’d come out.
Perhaps she was taking her time because of the bedroom situation. The house only had four rooms. Both couples and Theodore had claimed three of them, leaving only one left. He didn’t mind sharing and was going to offer it to her as soon as she came out. If she ever did.
Everyone else was already resting. They had an early morning. If they were to get to Huntersville by 4am they would have to hit the road by two at the latest. He let his head fall backwards to rest against the wall. The second he shut his eyes, the door creaked open. He straightened and focused his gaze on the gorgeous woman before him.
Sophie peered out and her mouth popped open. “I’m sorry. Were you waiting for the bathroom?”
“No. You.”
“Me?”
“I thought we might share the last room. If you’re okay with that,” Callum said. He cleared his throat. “We’d just be sleeping. Plus there is something I want to tell you.” He wanted to tell her about the change of plans, the extra step he and Xander would be doing so it wasn’t a surprise to her.
Sophie tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and nodded as a small grin slipped over her features. “I’d like that.”
“Shall we?” he asked, offering her his arm.
Sophie took a step forward, slipping her arm into his. She snuggled in closer as they began to make their way to the last open room.
Once in, Callum shut the door and twisted the lock. Sophie went straight for the bed and plopped down on it. She drew in a deep breath, letting it out before turning to him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
Sophie fiddled with her hands for a moment before turning so she could look at him. “We could die tomorrow.”
“No one’s going to die,” he said, taking her hands as he sat down next to her.
She met his gaze and offered him a tiny smile. “You don’t know that. I’ve seen so many horrible things, Callum. For years I prayed for a miracle – that someone would come and rescue me. It finally came true. You...you saved me. These feelings that are growing between us are powerful and I don’t want to ignore them. If something does happen to one of us tomorrow, I don’t want any regrets.”
“You want to complete the bond?” he asked, making sure he was understanding her correctly.
“Don’t you?” she asked. Her bottom lip quivered as her eyes darted away from his.
He reached out, cupping her chin and making her meet his gaze once again. “Of course I do. I didn’t want you to feel like you had to do it. I wanted you to make the choice for you, Sophie.”
She smiled and leaned in. Callum closed the distance, capturing her lips with his. He inhaled her scent, allowing it to wash over him. She smelled delightful, like berries and honey. He could spend the rest of his life curled up with her in his arms.
Sophie moaned as she moved without breaking their kiss. She settled in his lap, wrapping her lean legs around his torso. He threaded his fingers in her hair, sliding them through the wet strands until he reached the base of her neck. Massaging it gently, he stood, turned, and then laid her on the bed.
His length throbbed against the confines of his jeans, begging to slip into her tight wet heat again. As much as he’d like to bury himself inside her, he was going to take a few moments to worship her first. After tonight she would be his forever, and he wanted their coupling to be special.
He moved his mouth down her jawline to her neck and stopped to nibble on her ear. She moaned, squeezing her legs around him tighter, drawing him closer to where they both wanted him to be.
Determined to make her come at least once before he entered her, he moved his lips down her neck to her shoulder. His fingers fumbled with the thin straps of her tank top until it was sliding down her arm and her pert breast was exposed to him. Greedily he moved his lips down, taking the tender peak into his mouth.
Sophie’s fingers ran through his hair, gripping the back of his head to hold him against her. He slid the straps of her top down on the other side and moved his attention to her other breast before traveling to her navel.
He rolled her tank top, lifting it up and over her head, then hooked his hands around her cotton pants. Sophie lifted her hips, loosening her legs momentarily so he could take those off too.
Now that she was completely bare before him, Callum took a moment to truly enjoy her beauty. Everything about her was perfect.
She sat up, giving him a kiss before unbuttoning his flannel top. He watched as she removed the garment, then took her time skimming the pads of her fingers over his chest.
When her fingers went to his belt buckle, he caught her wrist. “Not yet. Lie back.” He wanted to enjoy every inch of her delectable body first.
Sophie’s eyes widened, but she did as he asked. He grinned down at her before scooting himself down so he could place his mouth on her core.
She gasped as he licked her. Her apex tasted like honey too, and he was going to enjoy lapping up every drop he could.
He buried his face between her thighs, nipping and sucking. Reaching with his hands, he used one to toy with her breast while the other went to her bundle of nerves. As he applied pressure, she bucked her hips. He chuckled, which only caused her to move again.
Her hands ran through his hair again, clasping the base of his head to hold him in place. As he sucked harder her moans grew louder and her body moved more erratically against his mouth.
“Callum,” she said, her voice a hoarse whisper.
He pressed his thumb against her clit one last time and groaned as her release washed into his mouth. He lapped up every bit he could, enjoying the wonderful honeyed taste of Sophie. He sucked until her body went lax and her hand flopped on the bed. Only then did he finally look up at her.
She stared at him through hooded eyes. “That was amazing,” she said.
He wagged his brows. “I’m not finished yet.”
She licked her lips and shifted on the bed as he stood so he could remove his pants. Her eyes watched his hands as they unclasped his belt. He shoved his jeans and boxers down to the floor, where he stepped out of them.
“How does this work?” she asked as she drew in a deep breath.
“I’ll claim you first, then it will be your turn.”
Sophie nodded as he nestled himself between her legs. He guided his cock to her entrance. As he met her eyes, he pushed inside, burying himself to the hilt. “Mine,” he said as he pulled out and thrust back in.
Sophie cried out. Her hands jutted out to fist the sheets. She lifted her hips, meeting him stroke for stroke.
He leaned down. “Mine,” he said against her lips. His tongue slipped between her lips, caressing her tongue and teeth before he moved to her jaw where he placed open-mouthed kisses down her neck, to her collarbone and finally to her breast.
Her breath came in pants and he could hear the rapid staccato of her heart. Sophie was his, just as he would forever be hers. From this day on, he would never want any other woman but the beautiful tiger lying beneath him. “Mine,” he said again in between nipping at her breast.
As much as he was enjoying this, Sophie needed to claim him too. He slowed his movements until he was pumping slowly in and out of her. She gripped his butt and tried to pull him in deeper, but he refused as he beamed down at her.
“It’s your turn.” He withdrew from her, causing her to whimper, and rolled over so his back was on the mattress.
Sophie sat and straddled him, hovering her core over his shaft as she moved one hand up and down his chest. Her other hand went to his cock and slowly began to pump it.
Callum closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, letting her have her way with him. He moaned as the tip of his cock slid into her opening and she slowly sank down, taking him in all the way to the hilt.
“Mine,” she said, her voice sultry.
Her hands went to his chest as she began to rock up and down, pulling out and slamming back down on his length.
He put his hands on her hips and opened his eyes, watching as she made love to him. Their gazes locked and he reveled in the way her eyes shone, her breasts bounced, and her hair cascaded over her shoulders.
Sophie was truly stunning and she was all his.
“Mine,” she said again as she slammed back down on him.
Her movements quickened and she tossed her head back. Moans slipped from her lips. She was getting close. “Come for me, Sophie. Let go,” he said.
Her face tightened and she fell forward, placing her lips to his as her inner walls sucked him in further, tightening wonderfully around his cock. Liquid warmth covered his cock and sent him spiraling over the edge with a growl.
Callum wrapped his arms around Sophie, holding her against his chest. He had no idea how long they lay like that together, nor did he care.
He placed a kiss to her forehead. “You’re mine, Sophie.”
She peered up at him, giving him another kiss. “As you’re mine, Callum.”
The tickling sensation returned to the back of his neck. Their bond was complete. Now everyone needed to survive the fight tomorrow and maybe they could get their happily ever after.