Nathan’s Mate (The Vampire Coalition #3)(6)
Author: J.S. Scott

She was shivering with need as he inserted his finger in her empty channel. She clenched around it, hungry to capture him inside of her. He growled as he inserted a second finger.

She was slick, but tight, and his fingers stretched her as he continued a fast pace on her throbbing clit with his tongue.

Her body burning with the need for release, she strained against his magic bindings. They didn’t give an inch and she groaned her frustration, her need to climax nearly killing her.

His fingers stroked inside of her, deep but slow.

"Hurry, Nathan, please. I can’t bear it," she whimpered as he started pumping faster.

She raised her hips as much as she could, trying desperately to make him take her harder. His fingers were sliding smoothly over a sweet spot and his continual stimulation of her clit made her belly clench.

Her release started with a creamy rush, her channel spasming over Nathan’s fingers. She cried out as he lapped at her orgasm, stretching it out by vibrating his tongue over her naked clit hard and fast.

"Nathan." She screamed his name as her hips jerked and her body trembled.

She panted in the aftermath. She had never experienced an orgasm like that. It rocked her world and she wasn’t sure if she would ever recover.

She watched as Nathan rose and shucked his jeans. He was commando and his c**k sprang forward hard and huge.

"I’m not sure it will fit," she whispered as she gawked at his member.

She heard him make a sound that was half laugh and half groan as he covered her. "It will fit, my love. Don’t be afraid. We were made for each other." He stroked her hair as he continued. "I can’t promise it won’t hurt a little. You’re so tight that I may go mad. I can’t believe you’re mine."

She didn’t argue. His words were so reverent, his tone so in awe of her…how could she quibble with him?

Her heart was thundering as she looked into his eyes and saw forever. She could never live without this man. She might be the keeper of his soul, but he was stealing her heart.

He grasped his cock, his expression pained. She knew he was struggling for control. For her. Because of her. At that moment she didn’t care if it hurt like the very devil. She needed to be joined with him, filled by him, consumed by him.

"Fuck me, Nathan. I feel like I’ve waited forever," she told him softly.

He coated his c**k with her cream from her hungry pu**y, teasing her bud with the tip.

"Mine. My mate. My woman." His cries were hoarse as he inserted the tip of his penis against her tight hole. He pressed forward, his body shaking. "So tight. So hot."

Sasha could see the veins in the side of his neck bulging as he slowly pressed his c**k inside of her. She lifted her hips, desperate for him. "Take me, Nathan. I’m yours."

His control slipped and he buried himself inside of her. She felt a pinch of pain, but it was quickly gone and all she could feel was Nathan. Her walls expanded and clenched, unused to being filled with a cock, much less a c**k like Nathan’s. It left her breathless.

"Yes," she hissed, her channel rejoicing at his taking. "Fuck me, Nathan."

"Mine. I’ll make you come until you beg for mercy." His voice was wild, his control lost.

She moaned at his familiar words from her dreams and his uncontrollable lust as he pulled out and thrust back in.

Finally…he had made good on that promise. The reality of him was so much better than the dream.

He released her legs from his power and pulled them around his waist. His hands went under her ass and pulled her hips to meet his thrusting cock.

He hissed as he pumped into her tight, hot depths. "Need you. Have to f**k you hard."

"Yes, Nathan. Please." Her pu**y throbbed as she begged for rough possession. She could feel his need and she wanted it as much as he did.

He pumped into her forcefully, staking his claim as his c**k pummeled her. She wanted to touch him but her hands were still held tight above her head. Her back arched at the incredible friction over her g-spot and the force of his member.

She knew she was going to come. She felt it building as waves of ecstasy started to roll mercilessly over her body. She threw her head back as her body exploded, her muscles grabbing and clenching at Nathan’s cock.

He continued pistoning his hips as she screamed, milking him with her walls. He leaned his body into hers and licked at the vein in her neck. She stiffened as she felt the initial prick of his fangs and then was flooded with complete erotic pleasure. She felt another orgasm gathering and she let it take her. Although she didn’t think it was possible, it was stronger than the last one, making her come apart. When Nathan pressed her mouth to his shoulder, she didn’t resist. She lapped at his blood at the spot he had opened, her body convulsing from the sheer ecstasy of being part of each other in another way. She was shocked by the intimacy of sharing blood and the erotic delight that accompanied it. As the second climax rolled over her, she released his shoulder and he stopped the bleeding on her neck and his small wound.

"Mine." He groaned as he buried himself in her depths and released his hot stream, his spine arching in agony and bliss.

Her arms came loose and she wrapped them around Nathan as he dropped into her welcoming body, holding him tightly, tears streaming down her face.

He rolled, taking her with him as they lay on their sides, panting, their hearts pounding against each other.

"What is this, little one?" He swiped lightly at her tears with his thumbs.

Her cheeks flooded pink with embarrassment. Mages didn’t let their emotions overwhelm them. "It’s nothing. Really." She blew it off as she swiped the rest of the tears away.

"Tell me, love. I’ll make it go away," he insisted, his eyes full of confusion.

Sasha burst out laughing. He was so very serious and so very sure that he could make any of her problems go away…take care of her every need. She knew he would always try. He was the eldest brother, the protector. It was part of his very nature. A part that she was learning to love about him.

She loved him. That’s why she was crying. Emotions welled up in her throat and she tried to swallow them, afraid of revealing her feelings. He felt the mating instincts as she did. But could he also care for her? She wanted him to love her. Her. Sasha. She wanted more than just the mating bond.

"I’m fine, Nathan. Really. That was incredible. I always cry over a good orgasm." She snuggled into him and rested her head on his bulky shoulder.

"I’m rather afraid that I will make you cry often, then." His voice was disgruntled. "Are you sure I didn’t hurt you," he asked anxiously.

"It was so good I’m ready to cry again." She pulled back and gave him a mischievous grin.