Shadow Pride

Chapter 17 Margo A Mate's Revelation

In this moment, there is no pain, no fear, only the overwhelming sensation of being complete. Gabriel's hands find their way to my face, cupping it gently as if I'm something fragile and precious. His gaze meets mine with an intensity that steals my breath away.

The air between us crackles with electricity, our hearts beating in unison as we explore each other's bodies. Gabriel's strong arms pull me closer, his lion coming forward at the touch of his mate. He deepens the kiss, his tongue tracing the lines of my mouth and I respond with equal passion.

I moan softly, my hands running through his thick, silky hair as I pulls him closer. The scent of lavender and spices wafts from his skin, mingling with the earthy musk of the lion within him. I can feel his heart pounding against her chest, its rhythm syncing with mine. The desire simmers, building a crescendo that threatens to consume us both.

Our bodies move in perfect harmony, the rhythm echoing the drumbeat of their shared fate. Gabriel's hands glide over my curves, his fingertips brushing against the delicate skin of my inner thighs. I gasp at the sensation, my body arcing towards his in response. My mountain lion roars in agreement, urging him to claim his mate.

Gabriel's lips trail down my neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin there. A low growl rumbles from his chest as he ruts against me, the friction causing us both to writhe in pleasure. The room fills with the scent of our arousal, mingling with the earthy musk of the lion within them.

We break apart long enough to raise the shirt over my head and shimmy out of my pants before gently removing his. He winces as he raises his hips to allow me to slide his pants down and I flinch, a reminder that he’s hurt.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask, even though lust is swimming in my veins that will be hard to quench without him, his safety comes before anything.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything.” He responds, and the second his pants are far enough down, he pulls me forward, flipping the position so I’m now lying flat on my back with him hovering above me.

Gabriel slowly moves down my body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of burning desire in his wake. As he meets my core, my fingers tangle in his silky hair, tightening as his tongue flicks against my sensitive bud, causing me to moan in ecstasy. My hips buck, meeting his mouth with a fervor that matches the intensity of our passion.

Gabriel's teeth close around her nub, his lips drawing it into his mouth. The sensation is exquisite, like a thousand tiny tongues licking me into submission. My body trembles as I arch into the exquisite pain, the lion within my roaring its approval as I cry out in ecstasy.

As he moves back up my body, I realize that our mating is unstoppable, an unrelenting force that pulses between us. Our beasts rise, roaring with hunger and desire, as their bodies meld together. The scent of our mingled scents fills the air, a mix of sweat, musk, and the raw power of our fated connection. As Gabriel’s thick c**k slips inside, another moan breaks free. We move in perfect harmony, our bodies sliding against each other with a friction that sends shockwaves of pleasure through them.

Gabriel's hand slips down my back, grabbing my ass and pulling me closer, deeper into him. I moan softly, arching my back to meet his thrusts. My nails dig into his back, leaving red crescents in his dark fur, a testament to the intensity of our passion.

He kisses my neck, biting gently, and I gasp, my body trembling with pleasure. "Mine," he growls, the word laced with dominance and possession. I whimper, my eyes closing as I surrender to the wave of emotions washing over me.

Gabriel's claws extend slightly, scratching lightly against my skin as he thrusts deeper, marking me as his own without cementing the bond. The scent of our mingled scents fills the air, a heady mix of sweat, musk, and the raw power of our fated connection. Our movements are fluid and powerful, as if we have been dancing this dance for eternity.

Gabriel’s hands roam over my body, caressing me with a tenderness that contrasts with the raw passion of their lovemaking. His touch is gentle, yet firm, as if he's trying to memorize every curve and contour of my body, committing them to memory. My breath hitches, My body tensing at his touch, as I realize the depth of his love.

“Come with me.” I demand, my release quickly approaching.

His thrusts increase in speed and strength and within seconds, we’re both falling over the edge of our release.

“I’ve been waiting for what feels like a lifetime for you Margo.” He whispers, his eyes flaring a bright gold.

“Me too.” I respond, allowing him to slip free from me. He rolls on his side, his breathing even, eyes closed and I take the chance to look around the room.

It’s little more than a closet, but it has a mattress beneath us and a shelf holding about a dozen books. The walls are painted a dull shade of gray and the only furniture besides the mattress is a small nightstand with a lamp on it. My breath hitches as realization dawns on me. This is where he sleeps. This is his room. I grab my clothes, gently pulling the worn, thin blanket over his naked body, placing a soft kiss on his head before stepping out of the room and closing the door.

Rage is simmering just beneath the surface and I rush to the back door, my mountain lion forcing the shift and roaring to the sky. While I was sleeping in the cushy queen sized bed upstairs, my mate was sleeping in a closet, being beaten blood. What kind of mate am I that I didn’t notice?