ran from my left cheek past my jugular vein and ended on my left breast. I gasped as he sucked my nipple into his mouth. His tongue caressed the puckered flesh. While his love making moved slow and steady, his treatment of my nipple was anything but. His teeth nipped at me, and I buried my hand in his hair as I writhed in pleasure. Jared looked up at me, and for the first time, I wasn’t afraid when I saw his ice blue eyes, the eyes of the wolf that dwelled within him, instead of his regular navy shade.
I couldn’t believe it when I felt another orgasm rising. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and I saw triumph in those alien eyes as he grabbed me and stood. Pressing me against the tree, he turned his attention to my other nipple as he increased his speed. His eyes never left mine. By the heat in those icy eyes, I knew he grew close too.
“Come with me, Jared,” I begged as I felt my body bubble over with pleasure. I screamed his name as I came against his length, pleased to find his cries joining mine just seconds later. My nails clawed the bark of the tree, and Jared buried his face into my neck. I felt his teeth slide across the vein as he slowly slid me back to the ground before he kissed me fiercely.
We collapsed on the ground just feet away from his leather trench coat. Our bodies entwined as one. My heavy breaths turned into giggles as I held him close. I wasn’t afraid of him. Those eyes had always sent me running away, but today felt different. Did my thinking he died cure me of my PTSD issues? Doubtful, but it was a start .
As Jared nuzzled my neck, I felt his hand start to burn my hip. Odd, since he didn’t have any powers to burn people with. I leaned back, surprised to see Jared staring down at the spot with shock and fear on his face. He looked up at me with his eyes wide and back to their natural navy color.
“Sarah, I…” He didn’t say anything else. Finally the burning stopped and Jared moved his hand. Almost like a bruise against the flesh of my hip, a light blue hand print remained where his hand had been.
I had heard about this in passing, but I knew enough to check Jared’s body, before I said anything. Sure enough he had a mark on his hip, except his looked amber in color and the size of my hand, even though I hadn’t touched him there. My heart stopped as I realized what this meant.
“I’ll talk to Donavan,” Jared said, sensing my panic. “Maybe he’ll know a way to…”
“No,” I said, taking a deep breath. “There’s no undoing a Mating Mark.”
A Mating Mark . I had never thought it was possible between us. Jared and I had lived together for six months, and it had never cropped up then. Now… I wasn’t sure why now, but I knew what it meant.
In the Were community, a Mating Mark appeared on two Weres destined to be together. There would never be another person for that Were until death separated them. It was more binding than a human marriage, more meaningful than any diamond ring, and impossible to break. Jared would be my mate until death, and I would be his.
I looked up at Jared, carefully phrasing my words. “Did you want to go to Donavan?”
I saw panic in Jared’s eyes as well, but it wasn’t focused on himself. He searched my eyes for any sign of fear, ready to comfort me if needed. I didn’t need to be comforted. I only wanted to make sure he didn’t hate me because of this.
“Of course I don’t hate you,” he soothed. Then his eyes grew wide as he realized that I hadn’t voiced that fear aloud. I kept eye contact and held my breath, opening myself up to Jared the way I had opened up to Damian.
A bombardment of strong emotions hit me like an iron fist to my chest. Panic, fear, remorse, and dread swirled together in a destructive hurricane of emotions. I pushed those aside, knowing those were temporary because of the Mating Marks. They moved easily aside and the truth brought tears to my eyes.
Love .
Total, absolute, and undeniable love coiled
I couldn’t believe it when I felt another orgasm rising. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and I saw triumph in those alien eyes as he grabbed me and stood. Pressing me against the tree, he turned his attention to my other nipple as he increased his speed. His eyes never left mine. By the heat in those icy eyes, I knew he grew close too.
“Come with me, Jared,” I begged as I felt my body bubble over with pleasure. I screamed his name as I came against his length, pleased to find his cries joining mine just seconds later. My nails clawed the bark of the tree, and Jared buried his face into my neck. I felt his teeth slide across the vein as he slowly slid me back to the ground before he kissed me fiercely.
We collapsed on the ground just feet away from his leather trench coat. Our bodies entwined as one. My heavy breaths turned into giggles as I held him close. I wasn’t afraid of him. Those eyes had always sent me running away, but today felt different. Did my thinking he died cure me of my PTSD issues? Doubtful, but it was a start .
As Jared nuzzled my neck, I felt his hand start to burn my hip. Odd, since he didn’t have any powers to burn people with. I leaned back, surprised to see Jared staring down at the spot with shock and fear on his face. He looked up at me with his eyes wide and back to their natural navy color.
“Sarah, I…” He didn’t say anything else. Finally the burning stopped and Jared moved his hand. Almost like a bruise against the flesh of my hip, a light blue hand print remained where his hand had been.
I had heard about this in passing, but I knew enough to check Jared’s body, before I said anything. Sure enough he had a mark on his hip, except his looked amber in color and the size of my hand, even though I hadn’t touched him there. My heart stopped as I realized what this meant.
“I’ll talk to Donavan,” Jared said, sensing my panic. “Maybe he’ll know a way to…”
“No,” I said, taking a deep breath. “There’s no undoing a Mating Mark.”
A Mating Mark . I had never thought it was possible between us. Jared and I had lived together for six months, and it had never cropped up then. Now… I wasn’t sure why now, but I knew what it meant.
In the Were community, a Mating Mark appeared on two Weres destined to be together. There would never be another person for that Were until death separated them. It was more binding than a human marriage, more meaningful than any diamond ring, and impossible to break. Jared would be my mate until death, and I would be his.
I looked up at Jared, carefully phrasing my words. “Did you want to go to Donavan?”
I saw panic in Jared’s eyes as well, but it wasn’t focused on himself. He searched my eyes for any sign of fear, ready to comfort me if needed. I didn’t need to be comforted. I only wanted to make sure he didn’t hate me because of this.
“Of course I don’t hate you,” he soothed. Then his eyes grew wide as he realized that I hadn’t voiced that fear aloud. I kept eye contact and held my breath, opening myself up to Jared the way I had opened up to Damian.
A bombardment of strong emotions hit me like an iron fist to my chest. Panic, fear, remorse, and dread swirled together in a destructive hurricane of emotions. I pushed those aside, knowing those were temporary because of the Mating Marks. They moved easily aside and the truth brought tears to my eyes.
Love .
Total, absolute, and undeniable love coiled
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