Only in My Dreams
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The sudden feel of his teeth on her ass sent her spinning once more into orgasm. She drummed her feet against the mattress, grateful his hands had become firm on her hips, keeping her from falling.
She didn’t realize until she came down off the high that he’d marked her ass.
“Mine.”
The smug tone of his voice had her looking over her shoulder.
He was staring down at the mark he’d put on her with so much male satisfaction she rolled her eyes.
The satisfaction leeched from his face, a frown forming between his eyes. “Damn. I’m going to have to save fucking my ass for another day.”
“Why?” Well, don’t I just sound needy? The whine in her voice had her mentally wincing.
“I don’t have lube.”
Okay, the thought of that really did have her wincing. She clenched her ass cheeks, her ankles crossing in protest.
“I gather going in with just spit for lube isn’t your idea of fun?” He grinned when she glared at him, sliding his cock up and down the crease of her pussy. “I guess we’ll have to do something else, then.”
He rammed home, shoving her forward on the bed, and began pounding into her. The fact that her legs were together made the sensations that much tighter. His hands landed on either side of her head, his thighs slapping against the heated flesh of her ass. She could feel his balls banging against her engorged clit as he fucked her without mercy.
He nipped the nape of her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, her Puma purring its approval at her mate’s show of dominance. She moved against him, fucking him back, reveling in the feel of him shuttling in and out of her body.
I wonder…
Sarah opened up her senses, felt for Gabe, and pushed. Every emotion she was experiencing poured out of her and into him. Gabe choked, his hips stopping. Sarah whimpered and he echoed it. The sensation when he began to move again rocketed through them.
She could feel it, the connection between them. She knew he was experiencing everything he was doing to her. The exquisite pleasure was blinding, building up and up. They fed off each other’s pending orgasm, the waves crashing through them both. They wanted. They needed. She was gasping, begging for more, his low growls pushing at her. Before she could voice the need his hands were on her ass, smacking her, gently, harshly, alternating pats with slaps, inching her closer and closer to an explosion that just might kill her. His teeth clamped down on her shoulder again, pinning her in place and sending her into her third orgasm. She screamed breathlessly, pulsing around the hard flesh that continued to batter into her, her mind and heart shattering along with her body.
She began begging, pleading with him to move faster, harder, the pleasure rolling on and on until she thought she might black out. Her claws shredded the bedspread uncontrollably as she felt the beginnings of his orgasm rip through him, the sensations shoving her into a fourth orgasm so hard she saw stars.
“Fuck, fuck!” His head whipped up, his Puma screaming as he emptied himself into her body. The fact that he’d lost enough control that his Puma nearly came out was an immense source of satisfaction to her.
Gabe rarely lost control.
He collapsed to the side, pulling her down with him, curling around her body as they both struggled for breath. His cock twitched inside her, his arm around her waist preventing her from pulling away. “No.
Stay where you are.”
She had the feeling the drugged-sounding command wasn’t just about her body.
She settled down against her mate, loving the feel of his flesh inside her, the little flash of panic he’d felt smoothing out into a contented rumble. Little nibbling kisses against the back of her neck soothed her.
With a small smile she allowed herself to drift peacefully, secure in the knowledge that her mate would keep her safe. Hell, she even allowed herself to purr.
Take that, Chloe’s of the world. Gabe is mine.
“What’s that smug look for?”
She smiled, the feel of her lips curving tickling his skin. “I’m not sure I should answer that.”
He turned her, wanting to see her face. It was important that he see her face now, almost as important as the feel of her in his mind. He’d never experienced anything like what she’d done to him. She’d more than mated him, she owned him now, in ways he wasn’t certain he understood. “Do you believe me now?”
“About what?”
He grimaced. “Chloe.”
She bit her lip.
Gabe sighed. Obviously not. “Why is it you still feel I have something going with Chloe?”
She winced. “I don’t, not really.”
“But something is still bothering you. What is it?”
“The bracelet.”
Ah. He’d wondered when they’d get around to that. “Yes, I gave her a bracelet. She’s a friend; someone who I thought was doing me a favor. I swear to you, nothing has ever happened between us.
Nothing . It would be like having sex with my kid sister.”
“You don’t have a kid sister.”
He growled. “You know what I mean.” He tipped her chin up. “Believe me. You can ask her if you like.
She already knows who her mate is, and it isn’t me. She’s just trying to figure out how to claim him.”
“Who?” Her eyes went wide. “Jim really is her mate?”
He nodded, choosing to ignore the fact that she’d suspected as much. There’d been enough grief between them over Jim and Chloe. “She volunteers as a vet’s assistant while she’s earning her doctorate in veterinary medicine, so they’re together constantly. She says he turned her down, told her she’s too young for him.”
She made a face. “He did. And I called him on it, too, but he’s stuck in the belief that she’s not mature enough for him or something like that.”
He caressed that beautiful face, dragging his thumb over her lips just to feel her smile. “Whenever I talked to her we discussed mostly you and Jim. Now do you believe me?”
She stroked his chest, relaxing against him with a nod. “Okay. I believe you.”
He pressed a kiss to her forehead, hoping he’d finally laid her fears to rest. “I love you, Sarah.” He opened his heart, hoping that she’d finally feel it.
When she gave him that mysterious, feminine little smile, his heart nearly exploded from happiness. “I know.”
She didn’t realize until she came down off the high that he’d marked her ass.
“Mine.”
The smug tone of his voice had her looking over her shoulder.
He was staring down at the mark he’d put on her with so much male satisfaction she rolled her eyes.
The satisfaction leeched from his face, a frown forming between his eyes. “Damn. I’m going to have to save fucking my ass for another day.”
“Why?” Well, don’t I just sound needy? The whine in her voice had her mentally wincing.
“I don’t have lube.”
Okay, the thought of that really did have her wincing. She clenched her ass cheeks, her ankles crossing in protest.
“I gather going in with just spit for lube isn’t your idea of fun?” He grinned when she glared at him, sliding his cock up and down the crease of her pussy. “I guess we’ll have to do something else, then.”
He rammed home, shoving her forward on the bed, and began pounding into her. The fact that her legs were together made the sensations that much tighter. His hands landed on either side of her head, his thighs slapping against the heated flesh of her ass. She could feel his balls banging against her engorged clit as he fucked her without mercy.
He nipped the nape of her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, her Puma purring its approval at her mate’s show of dominance. She moved against him, fucking him back, reveling in the feel of him shuttling in and out of her body.
I wonder…
Sarah opened up her senses, felt for Gabe, and pushed. Every emotion she was experiencing poured out of her and into him. Gabe choked, his hips stopping. Sarah whimpered and he echoed it. The sensation when he began to move again rocketed through them.
She could feel it, the connection between them. She knew he was experiencing everything he was doing to her. The exquisite pleasure was blinding, building up and up. They fed off each other’s pending orgasm, the waves crashing through them both. They wanted. They needed. She was gasping, begging for more, his low growls pushing at her. Before she could voice the need his hands were on her ass, smacking her, gently, harshly, alternating pats with slaps, inching her closer and closer to an explosion that just might kill her. His teeth clamped down on her shoulder again, pinning her in place and sending her into her third orgasm. She screamed breathlessly, pulsing around the hard flesh that continued to batter into her, her mind and heart shattering along with her body.
She began begging, pleading with him to move faster, harder, the pleasure rolling on and on until she thought she might black out. Her claws shredded the bedspread uncontrollably as she felt the beginnings of his orgasm rip through him, the sensations shoving her into a fourth orgasm so hard she saw stars.
“Fuck, fuck!” His head whipped up, his Puma screaming as he emptied himself into her body. The fact that he’d lost enough control that his Puma nearly came out was an immense source of satisfaction to her.
Gabe rarely lost control.
He collapsed to the side, pulling her down with him, curling around her body as they both struggled for breath. His cock twitched inside her, his arm around her waist preventing her from pulling away. “No.
Stay where you are.”
She had the feeling the drugged-sounding command wasn’t just about her body.
She settled down against her mate, loving the feel of his flesh inside her, the little flash of panic he’d felt smoothing out into a contented rumble. Little nibbling kisses against the back of her neck soothed her.
With a small smile she allowed herself to drift peacefully, secure in the knowledge that her mate would keep her safe. Hell, she even allowed herself to purr.
Take that, Chloe’s of the world. Gabe is mine.
“What’s that smug look for?”
She smiled, the feel of her lips curving tickling his skin. “I’m not sure I should answer that.”
He turned her, wanting to see her face. It was important that he see her face now, almost as important as the feel of her in his mind. He’d never experienced anything like what she’d done to him. She’d more than mated him, she owned him now, in ways he wasn’t certain he understood. “Do you believe me now?”
“About what?”
He grimaced. “Chloe.”
She bit her lip.
Gabe sighed. Obviously not. “Why is it you still feel I have something going with Chloe?”
She winced. “I don’t, not really.”
“But something is still bothering you. What is it?”
“The bracelet.”
Ah. He’d wondered when they’d get around to that. “Yes, I gave her a bracelet. She’s a friend; someone who I thought was doing me a favor. I swear to you, nothing has ever happened between us.
Nothing . It would be like having sex with my kid sister.”
“You don’t have a kid sister.”
He growled. “You know what I mean.” He tipped her chin up. “Believe me. You can ask her if you like.
She already knows who her mate is, and it isn’t me. She’s just trying to figure out how to claim him.”
“Who?” Her eyes went wide. “Jim really is her mate?”
He nodded, choosing to ignore the fact that she’d suspected as much. There’d been enough grief between them over Jim and Chloe. “She volunteers as a vet’s assistant while she’s earning her doctorate in veterinary medicine, so they’re together constantly. She says he turned her down, told her she’s too young for him.”
She made a face. “He did. And I called him on it, too, but he’s stuck in the belief that she’s not mature enough for him or something like that.”
He caressed that beautiful face, dragging his thumb over her lips just to feel her smile. “Whenever I talked to her we discussed mostly you and Jim. Now do you believe me?”
She stroked his chest, relaxing against him with a nod. “Okay. I believe you.”
He pressed a kiss to her forehead, hoping he’d finally laid her fears to rest. “I love you, Sarah.” He opened his heart, hoping that she’d finally feel it.
When she gave him that mysterious, feminine little smile, his heart nearly exploded from happiness. “I know.”
