Liam’s Mate (The Vampire Coalition #4)(15)
Author: J.S. Scott

“Mine forever, my love,” Liam whispered softly as his fangs slid into the side of her neck with a slight pinch, unleashing a huge burst of erotic heat that spread through her body, making her moan as he pulled her head back and fed from her life blood.

Regan shattered, gulping for air as she felt the invisible bonds reach from his body to hers, securing their souls tightly together in ties that could never be broken. Tears flowed from her eyes as her orgasm and the binding made every emotion float close to the surface.

I love you, Liam.

Unable to speak, her mind called out to him.

“As I love you, my precious mate,” he answered aloud in a low voice as he pulled his c**k from her and rolled her onto her back.

He pulled her legs around his waist and entered her swiftly again, as though he was unable to be outside of her tight heat. Regan tightened her legs around him and he lowered his massive body over hers. Their bodies were both slick with sweat and her ni**les abraded against his powerful chest as he took her mouth, his tongue mating hers to the same rhythm as his pounding cock.

Liam’s breath was hard and heavy as he broke his mouth away and buried his hands in her hair, looking deep into her eyes as he continued to fill her over and over, his hips pumping urgently. Regan could see forever in his fierce gaze as tiny fangs erupted from her gums.

Hunger seized her and she wrapped her arms around his neck to draw him to her. He came willingly and eagerly, offering the side of his neck, which she nuzzled, breathing in his male scent. Her man. Her mate.

Her tiny razor-sharp teeth cut into his skin like it was butter and she drank of his essence. He tasted hot, succulent and wild. Regan could feel him shudder and he groaned, “Yes, Regan. Take from me. Oh, f**k, it feels good.”

She knew he was feeling the same sensations that she had felt and she sensed the unseen threads emanate from her body to entwine his soul with hers.

Bonded.

Regan closed the tiny punctures and threw her head back as Liam lost control, pounding into her with a carnal lust, triggering a climax that tore through her body like a violent thunderstorm.

Her spasms gripped Liam’s c**k and he threw his head back, letting out a low, feral cry as he buried himself deep in a powerful release that made his body shudder.

He rolled to his side, dragging her up against him in a fierce, possessive hold as they rocked together, trying to recover from the explosive joining.

Regan lifted her head a little and gently stroked the small mark on Liam’s neck. It was tiny and barely noticeable, but she knew if she had a magnifier she would see a miniature version of their mating mark. To the naked eye it looked like a little birthmark.

“It will never disappear?” Liam questioned softly.

Realizing her mate had picked up her thoughts, Regan replied. “Nope. Always there.”

Liam gave a satisfied nod. “Good. I like the thought that every man will see my mark and know you belong to me.”

“Caveman,” she sighed softly, although she was secretly pleased that he would also have her tiny mark on his neck to signify that he was hers.

“Does it bother you that I’m going to be a little possessive?” he asked thoughtfully as he stroked her hair.

A little? Regan choked back a laugh. “No.” It made her feel cherished. “As long as you don’t get a club and drag me by my hair to your cave,” she teased him softly.

“Mmmm…,” he hummed quietly, as though considering the idea.

“Don’t even think about it,” she warned him sternly before adding, “You wouldn’t need it. I’d go with you quite willingly. You’re quite the stud,” she teased him lightly as she stroked her hands over his body.

“Be careful what you start, my love,” he warned with mock severity. “You’re going to be sore.”

“Already am. So we might as well go for it,” she laughed lightly as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a gentle kiss, barely able to process the fact that Liam was actually hers. Forever.

“I love you, Regan. I’m not sure what I ever did to deserve such a mate. You’re my best friend and the love of my life. I always knew you were special, right from the start. It may seem strange, but I loved you even before we fired the mating instinct,” Liam mused, letting out a long, contented sigh. “What did I ever do to deserve you?”

“You gave your life to your people without a single complaint, Liam. You’re almost unnatural in your dedication. You deserved to take one thing that you wanted for yourself.”

“You’re the only thing I ever truly coveted.”

God, how could she not love him when he said things like that? “I guess it will save you my nagging about you feeding every day. Is it so bad feeding from me?” she asked curiously.

He pulled back and gave her a wicked grin. “Sweetheart, I can promise you that I’d be more than happy to devour you daily. Maybe several times a day.”

“Are we talking about blood here?” she gave him a dubious look as she asked.

Liam shrugged. “Blood…once. The other times I get to fed on your irresistible body. And feel free to taste me any time you like.”

“I don’t have to feed very often. Daric said maybe once a week to satisfy the vampire part of me,” Regan answered as she snuggled against his warm body, both tired and exhilarated.

“More often would be better,” he answered, smiling against her hair.

“Hmmm…we’ll see,” she answered lethargically, her adrenaline waning, exhaustion taking over.

“Tired, my love?”

“A little,” she answered with a yawn.

“Sleep, Regan. From now on I will always have you by my side.”

“Thank you. For mating with me,” she murmured as she slipped quietly into slumber.

Liam’s lips turned up into a smile as he watched her slip into a post-mating slumber. “As if I did you a favor? Now you have to put up with me for eternity.”

She didn’t answer and he didn’t expect her to. He was feeling the pull of sleep himself, but he wanted to stay awake as long as possible, savor being able to watch her sleep beside him in his bed.

He shook his head slightly as he finally closed his eyes and started to drift, fatigue taking over his body.

He pulled Regan against him, skin to skin, not even bothering to question the miracle he had been granted. For the first time in his life, he would know what it was like to not be lonely, to have the woman of his heart with him forever.