Nathan’s Mate (The Vampire Coalition #3)(5)
Author: J.S. Scott

Sasha had refused. She may not end up mated to Nathan, but she could not mate with another mage knowing that she was the keeper of Nathan’s soul. She couldn’t do it. She would end up an old maid before she mated with a mage simply for bloodlines.

You will be mated with me, love.

Nathan’s voice floated through her mind like a caress, making her shiver in reaction. All she needed was to hear the sultry voice to make her heart race and her soul fill with yearning. Her body reacted, her panties dampening and her ni**les hardening.

"So sure of yourself, vampire?," she whispered as she smiled into her coffee mug.

He was infuriating, arrogant and smug. He could also be kind, tender and thoughtful. It was almost an irresistible mix. She longed for him as she had never wanted another man.

I have no doubt, Sasha. You belong to me.

His voice was low and possessive. How it could anger her and arouse her at the same time was a mystery. "I belong to no man, vampire," she answered stubbornly.

She heard his chuckle as he murmured back. We shall see, little one.

Sasha’s spine stiffened in indignation. Tall for a woman, she was hardly little. Just because Nathan was a giant of a man didn’t make her small. "Don’t call me that. I am not a child."

"I am well aware of that, love. You are well developed in all of the right areas." His voice was husky and full of desire.

Her panties flooded as she imagined him exploring all of those areas. Her lust for him was undeniable. Although he had done nothing more than kiss her forehead, she longed for him to take her to bed and claim her.

The thought had no more than crossed her mind when Nathan appeared in front her, dressed only in a pair of body hugging jeans and a slight smile. Her breath caught as she took in his muscular, hard body in the flesh. He was gloriously handsome with his dark hair and eyes that were shooting her a look of intense lust.

"Tell me you want it as much as I do, Sasha. I’m not sure how much longer I can fight it," he growled as he held out his hand to her.

Chapter 4

Sasha trembled as she set her empty coffee cup on her bedside table. Oh…she wanted it. She had wanted Nathan since he had appeared in her dreams. Now that she knew him in reality, her desire had intensified to an unbearable level. To let him take her was dangerous. To be without him was unendurable.

She met his intense gaze, returning it with a look of longing and vulnerability that she knew he could see in her eyes.

"Come with me, Sasha. I can feel your need and it claws at me." His hand stayed extended, palm up as he took a step closer.

She wasn’t the least bit afraid of him. She was afraid of her own reactions. He called to a part of her that she never knew existed and on a level that was painful in it’s intensity.

She reached out and placed her palm in his. Within moments he had scooped her into his arms and transported them to his bedroom.

As he laid her in the middle of his bed, he murmured roughly, "I need to see you here in my bed. Mine. I’ve imagined it so many times in my mind."

She was still in her little shortie pink nightshirt and little else. Her hair was braided and he sat beside her and started unraveling the braid. She sat up while he worked. His ragged breath was hot on her neck and her heart was pounding. "Nathan…I have to tell you something."

He stroked her cheek as his hand loosened her hair, letting it fall in waves over her back. "What bothers you?"

"I haven’t…I’ve never…the mage don’t have sex before they are mated." She choked out the embarrassing fact before she lost her nerve.

"Sasha?" He tilted her face to his, those burning eyes bright with concern. "Are you trying to tell me that you are a virgin?"

She nodded, unable to answer.

"Mine. Completely mine." His voice was hoarse with emotion. "I’ll try my best to be gentle, Sasha, although knowing I am the first and last man to possess you will likely drive me insane."

"Don’t be gentle, Nathan. I need you." She reached out boldly and stroked the large bulge through his jeans. She wanted him as he was…hard, possessive, demanding.

He yanked her short nightie over her head, baring her br**sts to him. His hands cupped them both, stroking over them, teasing the ni**les with his thumbs. His intimate touch on her body made her squirm as his mouth crashed down on hers. His tongue demanded entrance as licked at her lips and swept into her mouth. She met him tongue to tongue, moaning into his mouth as his fingers continued his assault on her sensitive br**sts.

Her hands crept to his shoulders, relishing the burgeoning muscles and sifted into his silky, dark locks of hair. She could barely breath as his embrace sucked the air from her lungs. He pulled his lips from hers and trailed his hot tongue along her ear. She could hear him panting, trying to gain control. She shivered as he trailed his mouth along her neck and to her br**sts. He replaced his hand with his mouth on her nipple as his fingers descended to her barely-there, pink thong.

"Mine." His hand ripped away her panties as he uttered the word harshly against her breast.

His fingers invaded her already dripping mound, toying with tender folds and sliding smoothly into her pu**y.

She clasped his head as he suckled and stroked her ni**les with his rough tongue, abrading the flesh. "Oh, God. Nathan."

His fingers caressed, seeking her bud of pleasure. They were bold as they stroked over her clit.

"Yes. Please. More." She was begging as her fingernails stroked his back.

"Can’t touch me anymore, love. Not now. I can’t take it." His voice was strangled.

Sasha gasped as her arms flew over her head and were held there by his power. Invisible ties held her as surely as bindings. She jerked, but her hands were pinned above her head. She was helpless, his to command.

His mouth trailed down her stomach and she squirmed, her body burning with need. She need him. Sasha could feel his need to dominate her as well as her own to be taken and possessed.

She whimpered as his mouth moved north, licking closer to her wet core. She closed her legs in reaction, not sure she could endure the sensation. Moving between her legs, he spread them open wide, exposing her vulnerable pu**y. Her legs were locked in position. She fought to close them instinctively, but they were held open as surely as her arms were pinned above her head.

Her body trembled as his mouth clamped onto her pu**y without mercy. His scorching tongue laved her slit before delving into her inner depths. His thumbs held her folds open as he lapped at her juices.

"Nathan. I can’t stand it. Please." She couldn’t move, couldn’t think.

She felt him snarl into her flesh as he nipped at her clit, lifting the covering to get at the naked pearl. He flicked and tortured the tiny bud as her hips lifted for satisfaction.