When she relaxed beneath him, Cole pushed past the barrier of her virginity and buried himself deep inside her. She stiffened as her fingers bit into his back.
He continued to kiss her and tried to get her to relax again by stroking her flesh while her tight sheath gripped his shaft. The lycan part of him demanded to take possession of her, claim her, and own her.
It craved her with a savagery he could never unleash. If it broke free, he would hurt her, and he could never do that again.
However, the demand of the lycan was so strong that the ravenous, dark fae part of him ceded control to the lycan, something it had never done before.
And that cessation of control caused the lycan’s need to grow. It wanted to mark every part of her as it claimed her completely.
He labored to control his more savage urges as he remained unmoving within her. If he did to her what his instincts screamed at him to do, not only might he possibly destroy her, but he would also terrify her.
He couldn’t let himself go, but he could relish every second of their time together, and he planned to do exactly that as he slid a hand under her ass and lifted it to give him better access. Her fingers entwined in his hair as he started moving within her.
Her body yielded to his as she relaxed further and gave herself completely over to him. She was so supple, so beautiful, and so amazingly right in his arms.
Yes, she was his, and no matter what happened, he was never going to let her go.
His cock swelled as he resisted sinking his fangs into his mate.
Mate!
The realization didn’t hit him over the head like a hammer. In fact, it wasn’t as astounding as it should have been. Because the dark fae part of him had always been the more dominant one, he’d never expected to encounter his mate.
Yet, here she was in his arms, and the lycan had taken control for the first time in his life. And it felt as natural as the rain beating against the windows. She belonged in his arms, and he would do everything in his power to keep her there.
Growling, he thrust into her. He kept the worst of his impulses leashed as the wolf savored the exquisite pleasure of its mate.
• • •
Once the pain faded, all Lexi felt was the joy of their joining and the awe of being with him. She’d never known life could offer such an amazing experience as this, and she couldn’t get enough of it.
He enveloped her in his arms, and lifting her off the bed, he braced his knees apart as he kept her embedded on him. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she cleaved to him while he guided her up and down his shaft.
Something started to build within her. She recognized the pressure, the excitement, and need of a building orgasm, but this was so much more intense than anything she’d experienced before.
She clung to him as the scent of allspice and something musky enveloped her. She buried her face in his neck as the pressure building within her released. Her back bowed as waves of ecstasy crashed through her.
She stifled her cries against his neck as the very fabric of her splintered apart until she was only pieces of the woman she once was. And as those pieces started to reform themselves, she realized she would never be the same again.
• • •
When her sheath clenched around his shaft and she cried out against his flesh, Cole wrapped his hand around her neck. A tingle ran down his spine, and he came with a shout that the storm drowned out.
He held her as she went limp in his arms while more lightning illuminated the room. He watched the flashes as he cradled her and suppressed the pacing, irate lycan denied its full claim and the famished fae stirring to life.
He’d never come so hard in his life, but he wasn’t completely fulfilled. He hadn’t claimed his mate, and he wouldn’t until he discussed it with her. She was not a lycan; she wouldn’t feel the call of the mate bond like he did.
However, she was part vampire, and they had fated consorts. She might feel the call of that, but he couldn’t consider that while he was grappling to control his darker nature.
Keeping himself restrained was easier to do when her naked body was flush against his. It didn’t matter that he wanted more; she was with him, which was enough for now.
Laying her back on the bed, he gazed down at her exquisite body as he kissed her again and slowly withdrew from her. He’d already started to harden again when he pulled out; she wasn’t ready for that.
There would be plenty of other nights where he would take her over and over again; he would make sure of it. This would not be one of those nights as she needed time to heal.
She groaned in disappointment when he pulled out of her, and he kissed her again.