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He took his time savoring the taste of my skin as his tongue wrapped around one of my sensitive buds, grazing against my soft flesh with his teeth.
Not once increasing his torturous pace, his teeth grazed my neck, his tongue flicking over the place where his mark was. A new sensation entirely had washed over me as he touched my mark. The sparks turned to lightning, electrifying my skin and the places where his body met my own.
“I will never tire of thisof you.” He purred softly, his hands tangling in my hair.
His chest rose and fell in time with my own, our eyes burning with need, desire, and so much more. I had once thought the mate-bond forced love onto you, but I now knew I was wrong. The mate-bond intensified what was already there, the passion and love between two people.
Where Nolan had once refused to let me touch him, he made no action to stop me as I trailed my fingers over his chest, running my nails down the hard plains of his stomach. With one of his arms beside my head, I felt his c**k brush against my entrance, and couldn’t help when fear flashed my eyes. I had seen that part of Nolan before, but wondered how his thickness would fit inside of me. It would stretch me to my limits.
“Relax, Daisy.” Nolan purred, nipping at my ear.
I ran my hands through his hair, grabbing handfuls as the head of his c*k entered me, grimacing as he looked down at me with a smirk. Nolan lifted my bottom, allowing a few more inches slip inside of me. His lips found the mark on my neck, his teeth grazing it slowly as gave me time to adjust. My entrance stretched painfully, though Nolan did what he could to distract me. While his tongue flicked against my mark, his fingers rubbed my clt in slow circles.
“fkso fking tight.” He growled against my neck, moving his hips slowly.
His rough words made some of the pain subside, pleasure taking its place. The whimpers that left my lips increased in volume as Nolan continued thrusting. I dug my fingernails into his back, running them along his skin, urging him to go faster. With each thrust, I could feel the bond between us strengthen and pulse.
“You’re mine.” I murmured, running my fingers over him, committing the smell, taste and sight of him to memory.
My mate, who carried such a heavy weight on his shoulders, determined to b**e it all so that his pack might thrive.
I moved my hips against his own, our lips meeting as a deep groan escaped him. His pace was unforgiving as he placed a hand behind my head. My legs wrapped around his waist, wanting him close, wanting every inch of his flesh beneath my fingertips. Release tore through me as his fingers stroked my cl*t, crying out as his length pounded into me, drawing out my pleasure.
“My beautiful mate.” He moaned lowly in my ear.
My name left his lips as he came, slamming inside of me roughly. Our bodies trembled against each other, our lips still moving in sync. The room grew silent, our panting breaths the only sound. His eyes were bright, like molten honey, staring down at me in awe. The mating bond was like a thick chord between us, joining us in more than just physical.
We spent the next few hours lying in each other’s arms, unable to pull our hands away. His skin felt like velvet under my fingers, and I marveled the softness of his lips. Nolan’s eyes were glazed as he traced patterns along my shoulders, spine, and bottom. Settling into his arms, I fell into a blissful sleep, the soreness between my legs a happy reminder of our night.
I had woken sometime in the middle of the night to Nolan’s lips grazing my jaw, his teeth nipping at my skin. Somewhat groggy, I opened my eyes and smirked at the innocent expression on his face.
“Couldn’t sleep?” I asked in amusement. From his small kisses alone, my body had already begun responding to the touch.
“Can you blame me?” He murmured against my jaw, “You look like a goddess, nak*d and beautiful. I’m afraid my self-control is entirely spent.”
His words were enough to ignite a fire burning in my belly, a slickness forming between my legs. I pulled myself from the bed, Nolan’s considerable length the focus of my gaze. Nolan moved to sit up, but I stilled him with a firm look.
“My turn.” I smirked, “Don’t ruin my fun.”
Nolan settled against the bed with a lazy smirk on his face, his arms stretched out behind him. I snorted at the sight, and ran my tongue against the head of his c**k. As I put the tip of him in my mouth, he jumped with a start.
“f**k, Daisy.” He groaned; his cheeks flushed.
Just as I had taken half his length in my mouth, Nolan leapt from the bed. He pushed me onto my hands and knees, my bottom up in the air. His c**k slid inside of me easier this time, though I still needed a few short moments to adjust. His thickness stretched me to my limit, but set my skin afire with burning need. I needed every inch, every thick inch of him within me, claiming me.
Nolan wasn’t gentle as he had been the first time, slamming into me with a deep groan. My pu**y contracted around his length, begging for more, begging for whatever else we could manage.
“Look at you.” Nolan purred; the sounds of our coupling flesh filled the room. “So beautifulbent over for me.”
Nolan’s hand wrapped in my hair as he quickened his pace, slamming himself into my pu**y without mercy. My moans turned into blissful cries, his name leaving my lips more times than I could count. As I felt the pressure between my legs grow, Nolan pulled me against him. His hand slid to my front, rubbing at the bundle of nerves as he continued to thrust.
“That’s it, darling.” He purred, his voice husky. “Come for me.”
His sultry words were my undoing, along with the feral growl in my ear as I found my release on his length, my back arching to give him a better view. Nolan climaxed shortly after, filling me with his seed for the second time tonight.
Nolan’s arms snak*d around my torso, his lips pressing against my hair. I wondered when this need
this incessant desire to touch him, to feel him within me would end, if it ever would. I could spend an eternity in this bed, an eternity familiarizing myself with his bodywith the husky noises that fell from his lips. As the trembling in my limbs stilled, I fell into a blissful, dreamless sleep.
Nolan’s POV
The moment I saw the note the Vampire’s had left, I knew a plan would form in Daisy’s mind. I wanted to blame her, but I couldn’t, as I would have done the same. I would have given myself up to save any member of my pack, but Daisy was different. The selfish side of me wanted to whisk her away, damning
Breyona and Giovanni’s life in the process. Yet I couldn’t, because Daisy would never forgive me.
I watched the gears turn in her head as we cleaned up the mess from the fight. She intended on turning herself in, that much was clear. My wolf and I were at odds. He wanted us to take Daisy far away from this pack, away from the Vampire King, while I knew we needed to respect her decision, even if it might tear my mate away from me.
Sean, Mason, and some of my other men scooped up the corpses and brought them deep into the woods. The easiest way to dispose of the bodies were to b**n them. I wouldn’t allow them to be buried, to curse my land with their presence. They would be burned, their ashes cast far away from my pack.
The Vampire’s had toyed with my pack countless times, and the war was finally coming to a head. I had made preparations weeks ago in case we suffered another a****k, all we needed was information.
Thousands of men had been brought in, from my pack, Zeke’s and Bran’s. Evacuation plans had been made, ensuring the safety of all those who couldn’t fight. Countless volunteers had stepped up to fight in this upcoming war, and each new volunteer brought on a new wave of pain. These peoplemy people were willing to give their lives for their home. I wanted to spare everyone, to fight this war on my own.
‘Just as Daisy wants to willingly walk into the enemy’s arms.’ My wolf grumbled, ‘You two are not so different. She’s taking on the position of Luna without ever knowing it.’
Save Daisy, save the people of this pack, I wanted to do it all and yet, I knew it was impossible. I knew lives would be lost on both ends, but I continued wondering if there was something more, I could do.
Once the streets were cleaned up, and the blood gone from the earth, I took Daisy back to the packhouse. Once her Dad and Grandma left, I led her upstairs, watching as she wobbled on her feet. I noticed everything about Daisy, the way her eyes would flutter shut when she got tired, or the way blush would stain her cheeks as she slept at night. She had me wrapped around her finger long before her birthday, probably since the moment I had met her.
“You smell like d***h.” I chuckled, a fluttering sensation in my chest as she blushed and rolled her eyes.
“You don’t smell so wonderful yourself, mate.” She smirked, making a show of smelling me, her small nose scrunching up.
If only she knew what she did to me, she might never let me live it down. Every expression that crossed her face left me in a perpetual state of awe. I’d watch as her plush lips turned up in a smirk, and a sly glint cross her eyes. If it weren’t for all of the drama going on, I would have long ago locked her in my bedroom and finished the mating process. Every smirk, every touch was beginning to drive me mad.
This was how the mate-bond worked, it would drive us closer and closer, until the process was complete. The jealousy, the frenzy wouldn’t end until her first heat had subsided.
It was in the shower that I noticed Tristan’s mark still on her skin. The wretched Vampire had marked her against her will, and decided he had some false claim over her. The one thing I refused to take away was Daisy’s choice. She often acted and spoke before thinking, but I would never take that away from her. Tristan declared himself her mate long ago, confident though he had been utterly mistaken.
“His mark is still there.” I grimaced, unable to keep the growl from escaping my lips. I traced over the vulgar mark, wishing I had been there that night.
“I asked the shadows. They said I have a mate for each side.” Daisy frowned, looking truly torn. Her sadness evaporated some of my anger, as I was now distracted with the urge to remove her frown from her face. “I asked them to remove it, but the price was too much.”
I wondered what the shadows had asked for. Was it another life? Did they want someone else to d*e to wipe the mark from her neck? I would gladly k**l a thousand Vampire’s to pay that debt.
“What did they ask?”
“They wanted our mate-bond.” Her voice was soft, though my stomach dropped. I could hear the fragility of her voice, how she desperately wanted his mark removed, and yet she absolutely refused.
She would rather remain connected to that Vampire than destroy the bond between us.
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