Fated Hearts (Echoes of Darkness Prequel)

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Logan

A va’s eyes glow with animalistic hunger as her wolf takes over. She steps toward me purposefully and drops the sheet to the floor. Since the moment she woke up, she was a ticking time bomb, and I knew this would happen eventually, but I at least wanted to try to explain my reasoning and apologize. I just hope she’ll be able to forgive me at some point. I’ll do anything to regain her trust. The moment her lips touch mine, I’m a goner. My wolf pushes me aside, a spectator in my own mind as the mating bond begins.

A groan rumbles from deep within my chest as Ava pulls down the waistband of my sweats and frees my throbbing cock, sinking on top of me inch by agonizing inch with a tantalizing moan. Blazing topaz-green eyes lock with mine, and I almost black out the moment I feel her silky heat wrapped around me. Fuck . She looks like a goddess on top of me, perfect heart-shaped face, bee-stung lips, pupils blown to the max, and rosy taut nipples that beg to be sucked.

Before she can sink all the way to the hilt, I grab her hips and maneuver her onto her belly with her plump ass in the air. I love her ass. I love her body. I love everything about her. I take my sweats off quickly, and I can’t stop myself from marking her thighs with my teeth before I dip and taste her as my tongue pushes through her slick folds, licking her slowly from clit to the back hole a few times. She tastes like sin and heaven wrapped into one perfect curvy package.

I fist her hair and pull at the same time I enter her, thrusting in one swift motion. Her whole body shakes as she lets out a mewl. Her tight pussy takes me so beautifully. I let her adjust to the size for a few seconds before I start hammering into her like a man possessed. The sound of our bodies slapping together alongside our ragged breaths and pleasured moans fills the air.

Dropping the silky strands, I band my arm around her waist and lift her torso. A low hiss leaves my lips when her back fuses completely with my front. It’s fucking bliss. I use my hand wrapped around her delicate jaw to guide her head to the side so I can capture her lips with mine. Greedily, I swallow her loud moans and whimpers. My balls tighten in response to the delicious shivers she sends down my spine as her nails score my scalp. I palm her perfect breast and pinch her nipple before I let my hand skate downward toward her mound. The moment the pad of my middle finger finds her clit, her hips buck.

I kiss her deeply one last time before I sink my teeth into the side of her neck and thrust into her like a piston, finally claiming Ava as my mate. In the next moment, her pussy spasms violently around me as it traps my cock in a vise-like grip.

A tsunami of white-hot pleasure slams into me, making my vision blurry. We both fall over the edge together, me with a loud groan, her with a shrill cry. I feel the very fabric of my soul disintegrate and then be completely rebuilt as the mating bond fuses us. It’s like my world has shifted on its axis and been blown apart at the same time into tiny little atoms, all coming together into a cosmic explosion. It’s like finally arriving home. Ava is my home now, for all eternity. Mine to cherish and protect. My Luna. My everything.

With the mating bond completed, I regain control of my body. We collapse on the bed together. The moment we just shared is somehow not enough; I need her skin on mine, so I pull Ava into my arms. I’ll never let her go.

We are both breathing as if we just finished running a marathon, and I flit my gaze to Ava, searching for any sign that she is upset by what just happened. It’s like I’m trapped in a dream. Because she doesn’t seem real. Face flushed, parted swollen lips, eyes glazed over with post-orgasmic bliss. I almost pinch myself just to be sure. Fuck me. She is so arrestingly beautiful it hurts to look at her.

“God, I can’t believe I attacked you like that,” Ava says in a sexy, low, raspy voice after a few beats of silence.

“There’s nothing you could have done. Our wolves took over. I just wish I had more time to explain that to you before it happened.” My heart kicks up in my chest, beating so hard I can hear it pounding its way out of my throat. I loathe to admit it, but I know it to be the fear of rejection. “How are you feeling?” My hand trembles as my knuckles brush the side of her gorgeous face, and Iwait with bated breath for her response.

“Honestly, I know I should be furious with you. I still am in some way, but somehow, I feel like I finally found something I’ve been searching for my entire life. Like my heart is whole again. I finally feel at peace. I don’t know how else to explain it.”

I let out a shaky breath of relief. “I know what you mean. I feel exactly the same.”

She starts making circles on my chest with her index finger, and I drink in her casual touch as if I’m dying of thirst. “You know…I’ve never had an orgasm before. Well, not like ever, but with someone else. Now, I finally understand what the fuss is all about. It was…I don’t even have words to describe it. Not a single word can do it justice.”

Male pride filters through my veins at her words, and I want to kiss her so fucking badly, but I don’t want to do something to ruin the moment.

“It’s a good thing I have an IUD because we didn’t use protection. Is there something I should be worried about?”

I twirl a silky mocha strand on my finger. “I’m clean; I haven’t had sex since I started dreaming about my fated mate five years ago. I haven’t even kissed anyone in these five years…until you.” I cringe at the mention of Hope and swallow hard.

Her hand stills, and she looks at me, a frown etched on her forehead. “That’s why you ran away from my apartment like your ass was on fire. You were trying to be faithful to your mate.”

I nod. “Yeah…I was so confused. I didn’t understand why I felt like I couldn’t stay away from you when I knew I had a fated mate. My wolf knew who you were before I did. That our hearts were meant to find each other. But I didn’t listen to him. How could I? It made me fucking miserable. I’ve never felt that sort of war inside me before. My heart ached for you, but at the same time, I felt like I was cheating on my fated mate.”

Sympathy fills her eyes. “That must have been so hard.”

“It was like being trapped in Hell.” I swallow hard and inhale a shallow breath. “And then, the night before Halloween, I dreamed about your wolf for the first time. It fucked with my head. You have to understand, for almost five years straight, I have been dreaming only about golden fur and azure eyes. I thought something was wrong with me. Then, the next day, my pack and I were hunting a herd of deer near Shadow Lake, and I caught a scent. I knew it in the very fabric of my being that it was my fated mate. But then I saw your wolf over the dead bodies, and in that moment, my heart splintered. I let my fury take over. I thought you were the rogue and had cast some kind of spell to deceive me. That you did something to my mate—”

“You do believe me now, right? That I had nothing to do with it.”

“Of course, Ava. I’m so sorry for everything. I have no excuse…” My chest is filled with lead.

Her eyes narrow playfully. “I’m still mad at you, but I no longer feel like throat-punching you, so I guess it’s a start.”

“Thank God. I’ll take anything that I can get, and I’m not above using dirty tricks to make you forgive me.” I flip Ava onto her back and settle between her thighs. She gasps in surprise, and I take a moment to admire how stunning she looks. Her soft body beneath mine cast in the warm glow of the sunset light streaming through the window. Creamy bronzed skin and satiny just-fucked hair fanned on the pillow, lust-filled mesmerizing eyes, perfectly etched fuckable lips, and a constellation of freckles smattering the bridge of her upturned nose and cheeks. She is pure perfection; my wet dream come to life. My throat burns with the realization she is finally mine. Euphoria, like no other, makes my insides pitch as my heart beats like a jackhammer against my ribcage.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her.

Her eyes soften. “Ditto. Too bad you’re an oaf,” she says, and the little smirk curving her plump lips drives me crazy.

“Your oaf.” I can’t stop myself from dipping down to taste it. I lick the seam of her lips slowly before spreading them with my tongue and stealing her breath. Biting her lower lip with just enough pressure so I don’t draw blood, I take my time to savor her lips properly, moving my tongue against hers in a slow, tantalizing dance. I start tracing kisses all over her face and continue downward, mapping the column of her throat with my tongue as I begin sliding my cock slowly over her clit, using our cum to create mind-numbing friction.

My hands glide across her body, desperate to feel her skin against mine. It doesn’t take long before Ava turns into a writhing mess beneath me. I breathe against her taut nipple before I circle it with my tongue and suck on it greedily. The other begs for my attention, so I pop it into my mouth next.

“Oh God,” Ava whimpers, and her fingers weave through my hair, pumping more blood to my cock. “I need you, Logan.”

I don’t think she even realized she spoke to me through the mental link only fated mates have. “What do you need, little wolf?”

“I need you inside me.”

“Do you need me to fill that pretty pussy?” I rumble against her heated flesh as I continue the assault on her sensitive nipples.

“Yes,” she pants. “Please! I can’t take it anymore.”

Fulfilling one of my many fantasies, I part her thighs further and hike her legs on my shoulders. My eyes don’t leave Ava’s while I push the head of my cock through her drenched entrance. It takes everything in me not to slam into her. My muscles tremble with the sheer effort. I want to savor this moment since earlier, we were too consumed by the lust-induced frenzy. So, I use every ounce of willpower I possess to slowly sink into her tight heat. In stark contrast, our chests move in unison with rapid heaves. I grab her chin and thumb her lower lip before pushing it into her mouth. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks on my thumb as if she is sucking my cock. Fuck me. This woman. I almost bust my load like an angsty teenager.

“Look how your perfect pussy is stretching around my cock,” I rasp. Fiery topaz greens lower at our joined bodies. I pull out fully, and with a snap of my hips, my balls slap into her ass. Intense pleasure surges through my veins, zapping my nerve endings. Her eyes roll to the back of her head with a loud moan, and the moment her eyelids shutter, I slide my thumb out of her mouth and circle her throat with my hand, applying slight pressure. “Eyes on me, baby!” I command, and when she obeys, I slide out again fully before I ram into her.

I apply a little more pressure on her throat, watching closely for any sign that she might not like what I’m doing, but her already blown-out pupils stretch further, and her body starts trembling beneath me. “You like being at my mercy, don’t you, little wolf? My hand wrapped around your throat as your pretty pussy takes my cock.”

“Yes! More, I want more,” she pants and inhales deeply when I slightly relax the hold on her throat.

“Use your hand to tap me if it becomes too much or if you feel like you’re going to pass out,” I tell her and wait for her nod of approval before I squeeze. Her walls tighten around me the moment I steal her breath. I use it as my cue to nail her to the bed with rapid thrusts. “That’s my good girl.” My other hand brushes over her curves to where our bodies are joined. I press the pad of my thumb into her clit. Sliding it up and down, then moving it in circles, I use Ava’s tiny whimpers like a map to guide me in finding the type of touch she likes best.

It doesn’t take long before we crest together in a blinding orgasm. The reverb of our cries a sweet, sinful melody as we tumble over the edge and wave after wave of pleasure slams into me.