harder, to the point the headboard slapped the wall, making loud thumps. She cared little if Mimi or Finn could hear what was happening from below. All Dani worried about was the moment—being with Cornell.
He shoved in and held firm. She expected to feel cold, as he was a vampire after all. Warmth filled her as his cock twitched inside her. Her body responded in kind, coming again as well.
*
Cornell licked the bite marks on Dani’s neck, her blood running down his throat, his cock nestled in her lush body. She was his now. She had claimed him first. He’d not expected that, but shouldn’t have been surprised. Dani was the type of woman who did as she pleased—proper order be damned. The deed was done.
He never wanted to pull out of her body. She was nirvana. His private utopia, and he had no desire to leave such a state. He kissed her lips gently.
She touched his cheek. “I scratched you.”
“I bit you,” he countered with a waggle of his brows.
She smiled. “Yes. You did.” Then her smile faded. “You’re rather chipper now, aren’t you? No offense, but normally you’re kind of a fuddy-duddy.”
“A what?”
“Stick-in-the-mud.”
He shrugged. “Feeling less stickish now that I’ve had you.”
“So I’ve noticed. Can I ask what brought this on?”
“I decided to vampire-up.”
She lifted a brow.
“Dani, just to be clear, since you are not a vampire after all. You know that we’re now mated, correct?”
She smiled wider. “No. Missed that part in the handbook.”
He grinned. “You, always with the sarcasm.”
“Hey, you mated me,” she said before kissing him. Reluctantly, he withdrew from her, but only long enough to pull his wife up and kiss her more, before he stood to fully remove his slacks.
He stroked his cock, his gaze sliding over the goddess on his bed. She was his. Forever. And now that she was bonded to him, her already longer-than-normal lifespan as a slayer would match his—she was immortal now. They would have eternity to explore one another and share in the joy of being one.
She went to her knees, her breasts bouncing, teasing him. “I should get dressed and go downstairs. I left Mimi there with Finn.”
Cornell smiled. “They are at your home now. They left shortly after we entered the bedroom.”
“Oh, I forgot you can hear everything,” she said, and then blew a stray strand of her long blonde hair from her face.
Cornell could resist her no longer. He moved forward quickly and turned her, putting her on her hands and knees before him on the bed. She squealed with laughter and then put a hand back on her bottom.
“What do you have planned?” she asked.
He grinned. “I’m going to stuff your stocking.”
She laughed harder and he bent, kissing her ass cheek before trailing a line of kisses lower. Cornell parted her cheeks and then bent more, licking a line along her soaked slit. He pushed a finger into her wet, tight pussy and his cock throbbed, wanting more of her. It would never get enough.
Neither would he.
Crawling onto the bed, he grinned, aligning himself with his mate’s body. He positioned his cock and then drove home, holding Dani’s hips as he went deep. Now that they were a bonded couple, he could sense her feelings, her desire, her pleasure, her happiness. He knew she could sense his as well.
Chapter Seven
Hunting for the holidays
Dani rolled onto her stomach and smiled as Cornell’s scent enveloped her. He’d marked her, claimed her as his own, and she couldn’t be happier. When the day had started, she’d assumed her biggest decision would be whether or not to let Mimi keep decorating. Dani had no idea she’d end up with a husband.
A mate.
She couldn’t stop smiling. It was to the point her cheeks ached. She sat up slowly, his dress shirt buttoned haphazardly over her breasts. Her attention went to his room, and for the first time she actually looked around it, soaking in the sight of it all.