He carried me down the corridor with my back to his chest, cock buried deep, my hands locked onto his forearm and my legs wrapped around his thighs. He still wore all of his clothing, all of it. I was naked except for my boots. I tried to imagine the picture we made and shivered at the vision in my mind. So erotic. Exotic. So not me. Not until him.

Cormac pulled free and laid me down on the large bed in the center of the room where I’d helped myself to a shirt.

I whimpered when his cock left my body. I sobbed when he rolled me onto my back and his lips locked onto my clit. He sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth. He wasn’t shy like the human men I’d been with. He devoured me like I was his favorite treat. Lips. Tongue. Two fingers moving in and out of my swollen core. My back arched off the bed. I was on the edge.

He stopped, and I looked down to find him staring at me, his fangs clearly visible, a drop of liquid coating his lower lip.

The sight had me licking mine. I wanted that drop. I wanted him to bite me down there.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.” The word became a chant as he lowered his mouth to my pussy once more, filled me with his tongue, moved higher. His tongue worked my clit as his fangs settled in the soft mound of flesh just above. I lifted my hips off the bed, trying to force him to hurry the hell up.

Fangs sank deep. My clit exploded as the essence of my mate flooded me down there. My pussy spasmed stronger than a pulsing heart, each beat making me thrash on the bed as he pushed his fingers deep.

I screamed. His name? I had no idea. I was blissed out, basically having an out-of-body experience.

The bite went on and on, the heat of his claim spreading to every part of me from fingertips to toes. I felt drunk on pleasure. Stoned. Except this was better than any drug I’d ever tried. Way better than alcohol.

“Cormac.” I reached for him, wanting to pull him toward me, but there was nothing to grab onto except…him.

Luckily, I didn’t have to say more. He withdrew his fangs and kissed the spot before standing over me like a sex god. He undressed quickly before crawling up the bed toward me.

His lips found mine, and I locked my arms around his head. The heat of his skin pressed down, and I was in heaven. I never wanted to let go. Never wanted this to end. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”