Chapter 127 – Kidnapped by My Mate Series II: His Lost Queen

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Then, without warning, he sunk his teeth into my neck, simultaneously marking me and using the fangs of his vampire to suck my blood.

I had already been shockingly close to another orgasm, and, oh God, I couldn’t have stopped that landslide even if I wanted to.

“Fuck! ” Grayson roared as the most intimate part of me seized around him. “Yes.

Squeeze me, baby. Jesus fucking Christ, I can’t get enough of you coming around me.”

His voice was deranged at this point, full of the most animal side of him and laced with the purr of his vampire—and I would be lying if I said it didn’t add to the high of my orgasm.

There was something about the act of him losing control that was so unbelievably hot, I didn’t even know what to do about it. I loved that I could do that to him, that I had that sort of power over him.

“Yes,” he boomed against my sweaty neck. “I’m close, mate. About to fill you up.

About to make you mine forever. Once and for all.”

An uneven nod was the only response I could manage. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t do anything. I was breathless. Voiceless. Thoughtless.

I was on another planet entirely, one filled solely with pleasure and orgasmic bliss.

My climax was still in complete control of my body, rolling over me with mind-numbing wave after mind-numbing wave.

My legs threatened to give out beneath me as I shook and flailed, but Grayson knew just what to do.

Without pulling his cock from my spasming pussy, he flipped me around once more, so I was on my back, looking up at him.

I was trapped beneath his huge, muscular body, holding onto his shoulders for dear life as his hips became faster, sloppier with every deep thrust.

He was riding me so hard now that my teeth were clacking together, and I could tell by the wild look in his eyes that he was seconds away from his own release.

I wanted it. I could already feel our bond solidifying between us, and I craved that moment when we were finally fully connected more than anything else.

With that in mind, I seized my intimate muscles around him so tightly that he couldn’t even withdraw from me and watched with great satisfaction as Grayson’s eyes went blind.

He became uncontrolled. Primal. Savage. There was no stopping him now.

Finally, finally,  he let out a feral roar, his giant form juddering as something hot and wet started to fill me.

Rope after rope of his hot cum shot into me, warming me from the inside until it was leaking from my pussy and onto the inside of my thighs and the bed beneath us.

An overwhelming feeling of…love and blind devotion for the man above me filled my chest nearly to the point of bursting.

I quickly realized that it was the mate bond.

The feeling of our bond finally becoming whole, connecting us on a level that I didn’t even think possible, was so intense and… magical that I instantly came again.

The euphoric pleasure was so intense that my limbs flailed, my breathing stalled, my back arched, and fireworks exploded behind my closed eyelids.

I almost didn’t think I would survive the pleasure.

Grayson melded his sweaty forehead to mine, placing sloppy kisses against my lips while both our bodies continued to jerk in the throes of passion.

“I love you. I love you,” he gasped through elevated breaths. He chanted those words over and over again. “My mate. My everything. I love you. I fucking love you.”

“I love you too,” I breathed, my own voice thick with emotion. My weak hands gripped his face, searching for something to anchor myself to. “I love you, Grayson.”

It took several moments for us to finally calm down, for our breathing to slow, and our bodies to stop shaking.

And still, he kept himself deep inside of me, not making any moves to pull out of me any time soon.

He licked my face and caressed my sides, all the while purring so loudly, I could barely even hear myself think. Not that I minded. I was happy to remain mindless for a while longer.

I was shocked by how clearly I could sense his emotions now, almost as if they were my own. I could feel his love and adoration for me whirling around us like a cloud.

I could also feel how happy his wolf and vampire were now that I was claimed, although they were already ramping up for another round.

My alpha mate was feeling territorial so soon after mating.

He conjured up images of tying me to the bed and forcing every other living soul out of the palace for at least a week while he took me over and over again until he was sure that the bond fully took.

I giggled, thoroughly overjoyed by our new level of connection.

“Tell me you’re okay, Belle,” he growled against my cheek as he tenderly wiped some of my hair away from my face and played with the sweaty strands between his fingers.

I smiled dreamily. “I’m okay,” I affirmed. And I really was. In fact, I was happier than I had ever been.

I could tell Grayson could feel the truth behind my words. He could also probably feel my happiness mixing with his. “Good. Because I’m not even close to being done with you.”

His cock immediately started to harden inside of me. I gasped and squeezed around him in shock.

“What?” I asked, eyes wide, nails already digging into the skin of his shoulders. “A-Again? Already?”

Grayson nodded. “Should I rephrase my question?” he breathed between laps of his tongue against my jaw, my throat, even my ear.

“What I should have asked was, are you okay enough to take me again? And again?

And again?” He slowly—teasingly—rolled his hips against mine.

I whimpered and gasped, wetness already pooling from my greedy hole, coating his hard length in preparation for a second round.

“Because, now that I’ve had you, now that I’ve discovered the bliss of your sinful pussy coming around my cock while I plow into you, I don’t think I can hold back.

“I don’t think I can ever let you leave this room or this bed again.”

“Grayson,” I moaned at the promise in his words. I opened my legs wider for him, trying to encourage him to move again with my own needy hip jerks.

I couldn’t believe how quickly I wanted him again after my first time. Shouldn’t I be in pain? Instead, I only felt desperation.

Grayson chuckled and pinned my hips down with his torso so I couldn’t move. I huffed in annoyance, which only pulled another amused rumble of laughter from Grayson’s chest.

“I need to hear you say it, Belle.” He leaned back so he could look me in the eye.

“Tell me you’re ready for more. Or tell me you need to rest.

“I’ll give you what you want no matter what you decide.

“But choose quickly because I don’t think I can last another second of your pussy drowning me in your sweet-as-fuck arousal or squeezing me like it’s begging to milk my cock again without going insane.”

My nod was embarrassingly eager. “I’m ready for more. Please give me more.”

His lips turned up into a dark grin. “Your wish is my command.”

 Not only did Grayson bear a resemblance to the beauty of a racehorse when he fucked me, but he also had the stamina of one.

It was well into the late afternoon when he finally pulled out of me, whispering that I needed my rest now. He was right, of course.

I could barely keep my eyes open at that point, still riding the roller coaster of bliss that he kept buying me tickets for.

He disappeared for a moment, leaving me alone and confused in the bed, only to return mere seconds later with a wet washcloth in his hand.

I swear, sometimes the man moved so fast that it was impossible for me to keep track of where he was going.

The act of him cleaning me somehow felt more intimate than the hours that we had just spent going at it like rabbits, and I found myself shying away for some reason.

I shooed his hands away with lazy slaps when he tried to reach for me. He pinned me with a warning look. His wolf was still in charge and wasn’t going to let me sleep until he had cleaned me up.

I could see it in his swirling, dark eyes. He looked dangerously handsome.

How Grayson seemed unfazed by our mating—other than the thin layer of sweat that glistened over his toned muscles—was beyond me.

I probably looked like a mess. Hair everywhere, sweat dripping, and skin red and blotchy from exertion.

“You’ve never looked more beautiful,” Grayson said, cutting my thoughts short with a stiff tone. It occurred to me that he could probably sense what I had been thinking.

The mate bond would never cease to amaze me. “Worn out by my hard fucking, eyes glazed over with complete satisfaction and exhaustion. I’m tempted to go get a camera.”

“Don’t you dare,” I murmured through a yawn. My voice sounded slow and drowsy even to my ears.

The gentle rumble of his laughter settled deep within my bones, filling me with warmth. “Good thing I’ve got a memory like a steel trap.”

His eyes swept over my body in one lazy take before snapping up to meet my gaze once more. “Now open your legs for me, beautiful. Gotta clean my sleepy mate up.”

I was such a sucker for the way he called me beautiful, as if it were my name. I followed his orders and allowed him to clean me without argument.

Once he was done, he threw the cloth on the ground and crawled into bed next to me. He picked up my body and tucked me into his purring chest before hooking his leg over me and caging me to him.

The position would have probably felt a bit suffocating to any normal couple, but I knew that his need to dominate and control me was still at full force so soon after mating.

And, at least for the time being, I didn’t mind letting him have his way. I would knock him down a few pegs and remind him of who was boss later.

His fingertips trailed over my spine, and I hummed in complete contentment as I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

BELLE

My body was tingling with warmth and happiness when I woke up late in the morning the next day.

I smiled and stretched my stiff arms over my head, giggling when I felt the soreness between my legs.

Then I reached over to the other side of the bed for my mate, hoping to crawl on top of him and nuzzle my face into his warm neck.

But I didn’t find him next to me. Instead, my hand fell onto cold, empty sheets.

I immediately sat up, my heart racing in my chest.

“Grayson?” I called out into the dark room. My gaze fell to the windows, noticing that it was nighttime. Had I slept through the entire next day? No wonder I felt so rested.

But if this bitch really left me all by myself the morning after our first time together… I was about ready to explode out of the bed and hunt him down to beat his ass.

And then I saw him.

Grayson was sitting in a chair he had pulled up to the side of the bed, staring at me.

He was leaning forward, his arms on the bed and his chin resting on top of them.

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