Page 102 of His Retribution

I chuckle, and continue playing with her hair. "I haven't the slightest idea." My smile grows so wide I fear it will never leave my face. "Had I known it would be that fucking phenomenal I would have insisted we mate right there in the stable after you released those wild horses."

"I totally would have agreed." Cora giggles. "I want to do that at least one hundred times a day."

"At least?"

"At least. I'll settle for one hundred for now but you might want to ask me again when my bones aren't jelly."

"Agreed. I feel as though I could sleep for days, so perhaps a waiting period is in order before we go for round two."

"I'll allow it." My angel sighs. "Would it be totally weird and awkward if I fell asleep with your dick still inside me?"

I bark out a laugh. "Not at all. I'm afraid I couldn't get my body to function properly in order to remove it anyway." Then, using the minuscule amount of energy that remains, I wiggle my hips. "He is quite happy here. He may never want to leave."

Cora giggles again, followed by a yawn. "Are we supposed to be paralyzed and exhausted after we mate?"

"I would imagine so, although I cannot say for sure. My father didn't exactly teach me of the expectations since he was convinced I was an abomination that would never have a mate."

"Hush your mouth. I will not have this moment ruined by anger at an asshole that is thousands of miles away hopefully living miserably in a cave."

"Bossy."

Cora ignores my playful jab in favor of asking, "Did you feel it?"

I sigh like the lovesick fool I am. "I did, my love. I felt it."

"It was incredible. I thought the way we connected before was intense, but I have never felt so connected, so joined, so complete… so… I don't even know how to describe it, but it was like I could feel you become a part of me."

"Yes, exactly. That is exactly how it felt." Though, I must find the chronicle that defines a vampire mate bond and blood-bond, and look for anything about the fact that my angel was actually fucking glowing during sex. I wonder if that will happen every time we make love?

"I love you, lovey." Cora yawns against my chest. "And now we sleep because I want to do that again as soon as we have the energy."

"Agreed as well." I manage to get my other arm around her, and tilt her face toward my neck. "And I love you, my light. Love you with all that I am."

I feel her smile as my eyes slide shut, feel it still as we both relax and fall asleep.

Only to be jolted awake a few hours later by Samson's deafening bark.

I squeeze my eyes tight, drop my arm over the side of the bed and flap my hand as Cora stirs. "Sammy," I whisper-shout. "Sammy, quiet."

Yet he continues, and even goes as far as to nudge my hand several times.

"Samson, quiet."

"He probably needs to go out," Cora mumbles against my throat.

"Then he can use the damn doggie door I installed. That's why it's there."

"It's most likely afternoon by now."

I sigh. "Then he can use the one in the closet and take his happy little self to the main house and have one of my asshole brothers let him out."

Samson continues his attempts to deafen us and as I flap my hand again, he actually nips my finger.

"Bloody hell!" I yelp as my eyes snap open, my body shooting upright. "What in the fuck has gotten into you?"

He jumps up and down for a beat then darts to the wall and begins pacing back and forth, occasionally barking at me.

"Samson," I scold, "I don't know what your problem is but—"