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?”
“No,” Gemma answered aloud,
alarmed until she saw Seamus’s grin. Fuck if he’d let another man see his mate
like this in all her beautiful naked glory. He laughed at her large eyes and
then shifted his hips to push in firmly again.
“ How is that, beautiful ?”
“ So good, Seamus ,” Gemma answered. Her voice was even sweet in his
head.
“ I love when you say my name .”
“ So if I keep saying it, will you make me come again ?”
“ Let’s try ,” Seamus tempted her. He was enjoying the playful side of
his mate. He’d been worried at first that she’d be fragile, scared or maybe too
serious; but Gemma had met him match-for-match at every turn. She was his
perfect mate.
Agreeing to this game,
he pulled her nearly all the way off him.
“ Hey, Seamus !” Gemma chastised him. He dropped her down onto his shaft, none too gently and he
saw the spark in her eyes as she remembered the rules. The game had begun. Once
she recovered from the sensations, she met his eyes, winked and said it again
inside his head, “ Seamus ”
Seamus pulled her back
up and down once again. She was light as a feather but still he made it look
like it took effort. Soon though, after a few more times of this motion, there
were no more games and no more laughing.
“ Seamus. Seamus. Seamus ,” Gemma was chanting his name as they both
reached their climax and came together in a sweaty mess of limbs and breaths.
“You are mine, beautiful,”
Seamus gasped as he closed his eyes and simply held her. “You belong to me now.
I plan to treasure you for all time.”
* * * *
In the few hours before
Seamus had to leave, she knew he wanted her to rest. The blood exchange was
taking some time to get used to and it left her tired. The large quantities
took her body time to adjust. All the effects she was feeling after spending
years researching fascinated Gemma. She’d honestly never contemplated what it
would feel like to experience them. She knew much more about the history of the Circle of Magdalena , which meant she
also knew women didn’t always find their mate. Gemma felt immensely blessed to
find Seamus.
“I wish you would
sleep,” Seamus whispered from beside her. The two mates lay side-by-side on
Gemma’s bed.
“I wish you would
sleep. You will need it far more than me in the next few days,” Gemma turned
her head to see Seamus. She wanted to drink him in, to get a picture in her
mind she could carry with her while he was away.
“I will be fine.
Valendite Breeds need less sleep on average.”
“Don’t start sprouting
Valendite facts at me. Remember your mate is one of the leading researchers in
the Valendite Breed. I kind-of know my stuff,” Gemma winked at Seamus before
getting up.
“Hey! Where are you
going,” Seamus asked while he tried to grab for her. Gemma evaded his grasp and
moved to the other side of the room.
“What restores your
power? Is there anything I can do to help with your strength before I leave?”
Seamus looked concerned and it did something crazy to Gemma’s insides. She
adored how he wanted to protect her. It felt good.
“The best thing is for
us to be surrounded by other Circle of
Magdalena women, especially those blood-related. It’s exactly why our
parents bought us the house so we could live together until we mated,” Gemma
explained.
“I could send for my parents
to come stay with you. They would love to meet you and you’d have my mother’s
energy close by…”
“No, please. I’ll be
worried and I need time to adjust. I promise if I need anything while you’re
away, I will make sure I take care of myself.”
“For now, I want to
take care of you. Come back so I can,” Seamus raised his eyebrows in a silly
gesture that made Gemma giggle like a little girl. She grabbed her camera from
her desk on the far side of the room.
“Here I come. I want a
photo of us.” Gemma climbed back into the bed and lay beside Seamus again. She
held the camera at
“No,” Gemma answered aloud,
alarmed until she saw Seamus’s grin. Fuck if he’d let another man see his mate
like this in all her beautiful naked glory. He laughed at her large eyes and
then shifted his hips to push in firmly again.
“ How is that, beautiful ?”
“ So good, Seamus ,” Gemma answered. Her voice was even sweet in his
head.
“ I love when you say my name .”
“ So if I keep saying it, will you make me come again ?”
“ Let’s try ,” Seamus tempted her. He was enjoying the playful side of
his mate. He’d been worried at first that she’d be fragile, scared or maybe too
serious; but Gemma had met him match-for-match at every turn. She was his
perfect mate.
Agreeing to this game,
he pulled her nearly all the way off him.
“ Hey, Seamus !” Gemma chastised him. He dropped her down onto his shaft, none too gently and he
saw the spark in her eyes as she remembered the rules. The game had begun. Once
she recovered from the sensations, she met his eyes, winked and said it again
inside his head, “ Seamus ”
Seamus pulled her back
up and down once again. She was light as a feather but still he made it look
like it took effort. Soon though, after a few more times of this motion, there
were no more games and no more laughing.
“ Seamus. Seamus. Seamus ,” Gemma was chanting his name as they both
reached their climax and came together in a sweaty mess of limbs and breaths.
“You are mine, beautiful,”
Seamus gasped as he closed his eyes and simply held her. “You belong to me now.
I plan to treasure you for all time.”
* * * *
In the few hours before
Seamus had to leave, she knew he wanted her to rest. The blood exchange was
taking some time to get used to and it left her tired. The large quantities
took her body time to adjust. All the effects she was feeling after spending
years researching fascinated Gemma. She’d honestly never contemplated what it
would feel like to experience them. She knew much more about the history of the Circle of Magdalena , which meant she
also knew women didn’t always find their mate. Gemma felt immensely blessed to
find Seamus.
“I wish you would
sleep,” Seamus whispered from beside her. The two mates lay side-by-side on
Gemma’s bed.
“I wish you would
sleep. You will need it far more than me in the next few days,” Gemma turned
her head to see Seamus. She wanted to drink him in, to get a picture in her
mind she could carry with her while he was away.
“I will be fine.
Valendite Breeds need less sleep on average.”
“Don’t start sprouting
Valendite facts at me. Remember your mate is one of the leading researchers in
the Valendite Breed. I kind-of know my stuff,” Gemma winked at Seamus before
getting up.
“Hey! Where are you
going,” Seamus asked while he tried to grab for her. Gemma evaded his grasp and
moved to the other side of the room.
“What restores your
power? Is there anything I can do to help with your strength before I leave?”
Seamus looked concerned and it did something crazy to Gemma’s insides. She
adored how he wanted to protect her. It felt good.
“The best thing is for
us to be surrounded by other Circle of
Magdalena women, especially those blood-related. It’s exactly why our
parents bought us the house so we could live together until we mated,” Gemma
explained.
“I could send for my parents
to come stay with you. They would love to meet you and you’d have my mother’s
energy close by…”
“No, please. I’ll be
worried and I need time to adjust. I promise if I need anything while you’re
away, I will make sure I take care of myself.”
“For now, I want to
take care of you. Come back so I can,” Seamus raised his eyebrows in a silly
gesture that made Gemma giggle like a little girl. She grabbed her camera from
her desk on the far side of the room.
“Here I come. I want a
photo of us.” Gemma climbed back into the bed and lay beside Seamus again. She
held the camera at
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