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He cups my cheek, thumb swirling gently over the spot.

“I’m so lost in you,” he confesses. “I’m not going to last much longer.”

I entwine my fingers in the hair on the back of his neck. “Let go,” I encourage. “I’m right here.”

He groans, kissing me again as he thrusts into me at a steady pace. I hold onto his shoulders, beyond shocked when another orgasm overtakes me. Zav’s right there with me this time, though. We cling to each other like if we don’t, we might float away, lost to time and space.

Zav lowers me gently to the mattress, his body clinging to mine. He doesn’t pull out of me right away. We lay there in silence as our breaths sync. I think this is the longest he’s gone in my presence without talking.

My body is sated and exhausted, my lids struggling to stay open. I feel him wrap around my lower body like a koala and rest his head on my chest like my boobs are a pillow.

I drift off to sleep, only to be awakened sometime later by him kissing every part of my body.

I hate to admit it, but I could get used to this.

CHAPTER 38

ZAVIER

Kissing along the column of her throat, I hit the same angle inside her pussy that made her moan a second ago. Her cries of pleasure fuel the fire of my own impending orgasm. I want to hear every kind of whimper, moan, cry, and scream I can wring out of her.

When I woke this morning and saw her lying beside me, hair splayed out on the pillow and pouty lips parted in sleep, I couldn’t help but crave the physical connection between us once more.

Thrusting into her, I have to hold back my fangs that so desperately want to bury themselves in her throat. She hasn’t fully surrendered to the mate bond yet and I want to hear her say she wants this, wants me before we complete the irrevocable bond between us.

A familiar tightening in my abdomen warns me I don’t have much longer, but I refuse to come without her release first.

“Come on, beautiful. Let me hear what I want to hear.”

Taking up a bruising pace, I hammer into her as her nails scratch at my back. I want to keep her marks on me, but I know they’ll be gone within the next few minutes with my accelerated healing.

Celine rides the wave of pleasure with me, both of us coming together like I wanted. I fill the condom with jets of hot cum.

“You know how to give a girl a good morning,” Celine huffs out between deep breaths as she slows her racing heart. Her breasts heave with each heavy breath and I watch the small swells of them with rapt fascination. “Not that you let me sleep much.” She rolls onto her side, hands tucked beneath her face. I frown, sad that she’s tucked her boobs out of my sight.

She’s right, though, once I had a taste of her perfect pussy it was game over. I wanted to worship every part of her body, and my cock wanted inside of her every minute it could be. It feels like I’ve been waiting forever to be with her like this, and I guess in a way I have. Every other experience in my past pales in comparison. No one can match the allure of your mate.

It doesn’t help matters that vampire stamina is unmatched and her being my mate gives me an almost animalistic need to claim her over and over. Even now my cock is hardening against my thigh for round number ... I’ve lost count at this point.

“You loved every second of it.” I lean over and kiss her sweaty forehead. She hums and closes her eyes curling up like a kitten. “How about you lay in bed a little longer and I’ll make us breakfast, hmm?” The unintelligible noise she makes sounds like agreement to me, so I swing my body up and out of bed even though it’s hard leaving her there.

Hearing movement behind the bedroom door Midnight must know someone is there and scratches at the wood with loud meows. Celine throws a pillow over her head to drown out the sound and I laugh because all I can see under the pile of blankets and pillow is a breast sticking out. I have half a mind to go over and lick it until her nipple pebbles, and she begs me to make her come once more.

I slip out of the room and fight not to trip over Midnight as he weaves between my legs on the way to the kitchen.

“Morning, buddy.” Reaching down I grab the fluffy cat and give him a long stroke.

Setting him up with his food, I get to work making pancakes. It doesn’t take long to finish our respective shortcake stacks, and I make sure to decorate hers extra pretty. Strawberries create eyes, chocolate chips make a smile, and whipped cream finishes it off with fangs for a perfect vampire smiley. I hold the plate out to Midnight for his approval, and he hops off the counter and rubs up on my leg.

Filling glasses with orange juice, I admire my work and head back to the bedroom. Breakfast in bed with my girl sounds perfect. We both worked up quite the appetite last night and if I’m lucky she’ll let me have dessert.

From the sound of her heartbeat, she’s fallen back asleep, and I creep into the room, setting our glasses and plates down on her desk before I wake her. I stifle a laugh at the blanket monster that is Celine. She’s taken to building a pillow fort around herself to block out any light or sound and I’m disappointed to see she’s covered up her stray boob.

Light bulb going off over my head, I sneak to the bottom of the bed and snake a hand under the covers. Grabbing her foot, I tickle the arch and it’s not long before she’s squealing and trying to yank it out of my grasp. She’s no match for my strength and I pull her down further which makes her peek out from behind her cover.

“You need to wake up, sleepy head. Breakfast is ready.”

Celine harumphs but I see the small smile on her face. Unearthing herself fully from her cave, she sits herself up and leans against the headboard. Half asleep she still looks fucking delectable, and I pass her plate over to her before settling myself.