Her Immortal Mate (Brides of the Vrakken #3)

13. Mae

13

MAE

I can't help but be overwhelmed by the intensity of everything around me. The forest pulses with life - each leaf rustling against bark, every droplet of blood from my kill seeping into soil. My skin tingles, hypersensitive to the air currents brushing against my naked body.

But it's his scent that drives me wild. Masculine and primal, like thunderstorms and mountain air. My enhanced senses zero in on Eike, drowning out everything else. My blood burns through my veins, need coiling tight in my core.

I stalk toward him, leaving the animal carcass behind. His silver eyes darken as they rake over me, muscles tensing beneath his shirt. My heart pounds against my ribs.

"Mae..." His voice comes out rough, a warning.

I don't let him finish. I launch myself at him, wrapping my legs around his waist. His hands grip my thighs automatically, steadying me as my mouth crashes into his. He tastes like sin and salvation.

His growl vibrates through my chest as he kisses me back, all teeth and tongue. One hand slides up my spine, tangling in my hair to angle my head how he wants me.

"Careful what you start." He nips at my bottom lip.

"I know exactly what I'm starting." I roll my hips against him, drawing another growl.

His wings snap open, the metallic feathers catching moonlight. "You're still adjusting to the change. Your instincts are-"

I silence him with another kiss, drinking in his groan. "I'm listening to them. And I want this. I want you."

Eike's powerful body presses me against the rough bark of a towering tree. The scent of crushed leaves and rich soil fills my nostrils as I grind against him, desperate for more contact. My heart hammers in my chest, need coursing through my veins like wildfire.

"Eike, please..." The words escape my lips like a secret, whispered into his ear. I claw at his pants, nearly sobbing with relief when I finally grip his length. He's hot and hard in my hand, pulsing with the same desperate rhythm that throbs between my legs.

He pins me against the tree, his hips thrusting into my hand. His breath is ragged, mouth pressed to my ear. "Look at you, Mae. So desperate. So needy." His voice is a low growl, making me even more desperate.

I stroke him, feeling a bead of moisture at his tip. My body aches, empty and wanting. "Please, Eike. Fuck me." I'm begging, but I don't care. I need him. Now.

His hands grip my thighs, lifting me higher. He pins my legs open, his fingers digging into the undersides of my thighs as he holds me wide for him. My fingers dig into his shoulders, anchoring myself as he positions his cock at my entrance.

He slams into me. No warning, no hesitation. It's brutal and hard, just like him. A gasp escapes me, swallowed by his fierce kiss. His hand finds my throat, fingers wrapping around the slender column, holding me in place as he drives into me. I wrap my legs around him, forcing him in deeper as I whimper.

"Is this what you wanted?" He growls, hips moving fiercely. "To be fucked against a tree? Like an animal?"

I can only nod, eyes locked onto his. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure crashing through me. His grip on my throat tightens slightly, not enough to hurt, but just enough to send a thrill of primal excitement coursing through me.

"Yes," I manage to choke out. "God, yes."

He leans in, teeth nipping at my bottom lip. "Good girl."

His pace quickens, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. I can feel every inch of him, filling me, claiming me. My body clenches around him, the first waves of orgasm building deep in my core.

"Eike..." His name is a plea, a prayer.

He grips my throat tighter, his other hand digging into my hip. "Come for me, Mae. Let me feel you."

I shatter, my body convulsing around him as pleasure rips through me. He groans, never slowing as he forces my orgasms to tear through me.

Eike's hands drop to my ass, squeezing hard as he leans back, getting a better angle. He starts to bounce me on his cock, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. His eyes are locked onto the spot where our bodies merge, a primal grunt escaping him with each powerful movement.

"Take me, Mae," he growls, his voice low and commanding. It's not a request; it's a demand. One that I'm all too eager to obey.

I use the leverage of my legs wrapped around him to ride him harder, my body craving more of him. Every thrust sends me higher, my back scraping against the tree bark, but I barely notice the discomfort. All I care about is feeling him deeper, harder.

His breathing becomes ragged, the muscles in his neck straining as he pounds into me. "Fuck, I'm going to come," he grunts, his grip on my ass tightening.

Suddenly, his hand reaches up, fingers tracing the sensitive inner edge of my wing. A jolt of unexpected pleasure shoots through me, so intense it's almost painful. I gasp, my body tensing as a sudden orgasm rips through me. It's unlike anything I've ever felt, stealing my breath and leaving me shaking.

Eike's eyes meet mine, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he feels my body clenching around him. "That's it, Mae. Come for me," he growls, slamming me down onto him one last time.

His cock pulses inside me, filling me with heat as he finds his own release. My body convulses around him, milking him for every last drop as we ride out our pleasure together. The world around us fades away, leaving only the intensity of our connection.