Chapter 24-2
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Saber closed his eyes and drew in a dozen deep, calming breaths. He looked up and caught his reflection in the mirror. Straightening up, he quickly finished washing and rinsed off. He grabbed one of the towels lying next to the sink.
He quickly dried his body, pausing briefly on his right leg. It was a little stiff and sore, but it felt stronger than it had since he woke after the mission. He stepped out of the bathroom. The towel in his hand paused as he dried his hair.
His gaze froze on Taylor lying on their bed. She was watching him with a small smile on her lips. The dim lighting along the upper wall cast a soft glow around her. She had dried her hair as best she could with the towel and combed it out. A length of golden brown hung over her shoulder, barely covering her breast. Her left breast was bare.
His hand fell to his side as he slowly walked across the room. Tossing the towel on the end of the bed, he sank down beside her. He reached out, touching the end of her hair.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, sliding his hand up under her hair and along her breast. “And, so perfect for me.”
He turned his face into her hand when she raised it to run her fingers along his jaw. Pressing a kiss to the center, he raised his other hand and pulled her toward him. Their lips met in the middle, opening and inhaling each other’s breath as if they were one.
His hand slid down her throat to her shoulder before moving down far enough for him to cup her breast. Pressing small kisses to the corner of her mouth, he continued along her jaw. A wave of warmth swept through him when Taylor arched toward him, offering him full access to her body.
He opened his mouth and scraped his sharp teeth along the distended n****e before he sucked on it. Her gasp and the scent of her arousal washed over him. A rumble of pleasure escaped him and his other hand moved down to slide between her legs. He could feel the slickness of her arousal coating the soft light brown curls that protected her womanhood.
“My Amate,” he whispered against her breast before he pulled away.
Turning, he knelt over her. His eyes glowed with his desire, turning them a deeper yellow-gold. His pupils were dilated and he was breathing in deep, slow, measured breaths as he gazed down at her.
“Saber,” Taylor moaned, reaching up to touch his lips. “Love me.”
“Forever, Taylor,” he replied in a thick voice. “I am Saber. I belong to Taylor as she belongs to me. Forever will I tie my life to hers. I will care for, protect, and give my seed only to her. She is my Amate. You are my life, Taylor.”
Taylor swallowed. “I am Taylor. I belong to Saber as he belongs to me. I give to him my love forever. Forever will I tie my life to his. I will care for, protect, and cherish him as he cherishes me. You are my Amate. I love you,” she whispered tearfully, rubbing her thumb along the corner of his mouth. “I love you so much, Saber, for so very, very long.”
“Not long enough,” Saber assured her. “It will never be long enough.”
He lowered himself down over her, running his lips over her breasts and down over her stomach. Each kiss, each touch, burned into his soul. His whole body was alive with feeling. Her moans and heated cries filled the air. It was music to his ears. Her pleas for more fired his blood. His hands slid under the curve of her buttocks and he lifted her so he could drink from her. His tongue played with the swollen nub when he parted her to his touch. He was rewarded when her body stiffened and a smothered scream escaped her.
He slid his hand upward, driving his fingers into her as she came. He could feel the walls of her v****a pulse with her release. Knowing he could not last long this first time, he wanted to draw out her pleasure. Now was the time to mark her as his.
His fingers slid from her slick warmth. His gaze locked on her as he pulled her legs up around his waist. He leaned forward, aligning his c**k with her silky entrance. Her eyes opened and she looked at him with a dazed expression.
“Forever, Taylor,” he muttered as he slowly impaled her.
“Saber!” Taylor cried out, arching into him and holding on to his arms as he began to rock.
Saber clenched his teeth. He needed to wait until she was at the precipice. When she was, he would strike, marking her as his. The chemical in his mark would numb the pain and increase her pleasure as it bound her to him.
He increased his thrust, driving deeper each time until he felt they were truly one. Each thrust of his hips pulled his throbbing c**k along her swollen channel. He could feel every silky inch of it as it sucked greedily for his seed.
Saber threw his head back and roared when Taylor’s body stiffened around him, clamping down on him like a fist. His body trembled for a fraction of a second before he exploded inside her with a force that ripped a cry from his throat. Breathing heavily, he leaned forward and opened his mouth. Reciting his pledge to her, he bit down on the curve of her shoulder near her neck.
She writhed under him, her hands clawing at him for a brief moment before the heat of another orgasm locked her in its greedy grasp. Saber reluctantly released her neck and licked the wound. The puncture wounds would be healed by morning, but the mark of his teeth would never fade.
She is mine, Saber thought as a wave of calm settled over his soul.
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