She didn’t know how long they stayed that way, but she knew that time passed as they merely sat with each other and kissed and kissed. She hesitantly, finally, pulled away uncaring how big she was smiling.

“Let’s go, lumara. We need to get you fixed up.” He grunted his agreement and slowly came to a stand.

She leaned against him, and he wrapped his good arm around her and they walked in silence together.

Chapter 16

Cassie woke up to a wonderful sensation. The man she loved was wrapped around her like he never wanted to let her go. One hand cupped her breast and his other arm was under her head for a pillow.

Slowly, so as not to wake him, she turned her head to see him. He still slept deeply. Testing the waters, she scooted her butt back against him and wasn’t surprised to find a hot erection waiting for her. Biting her lip and grinning, she wiggled against him, and still he didn’t wake up. The man was seriously a heavy sleeper.

Her body was growing a different kind of warm remembering how she’d once woken him before. She turned in his arms. If she was worried that he’d suddenly bolt awake, it was really unnecessary. The man slept like a rock. She was silently laughing by time she had him flat on his back, her panties wiggled off, and was sitting astride him.

Her lykaen was wonderfully naked under the covers. She grimaced as she saw the dark purple and blue bruises along his side and back. She made sure she didn’t touch them as she rested her hands on his chest. See, all the better with her on top. She wouldn’t want him to hurt himself. She chuckled again and he made some nonsense noises in his throat.

Reaching between them she grabbed his cock in a hand. He filled her fist, stretched her hand open with his girth. She softly trailed her hand up and down his shaft, feeling the baby soft skin over hard flesh. Her body was growing wetter, softer by the second. She needed him. Sitting forward, she put him at her wet entrance, then slowly lowering herself, stuffed his cock inside her.

A low, soft moan left her throat and didn’t stop until he was seated deep within her. She nibbled on her lip and rocked her hips around, just enjoying the feeling of him so strong and hard inside her.

When two hands grabbed her hips, her eyes shot open. Darien stared up at her with hooded, sexy eyes. “You sure do know how to wake a man up, baby.”

Laughing, she leaned down and kissed him softly before pulling away. The ache inside her was rising quickly. She braced her hands on his strong, hard chest and lifted herself up and down his cock. Her wet tissues pulled and dragged along his shaft as he rubbed her everywhere that mattered.

He let out a deep, rough groan that had her nipples pulling into little puckered points. His hands gentled on her and ran up her sides to cup her breasts and tug at those hard peaks.

“How’s your arm feel?” she groaned as she sank back onto him. She was no longer breathing, but panting. Each time he landed inside her, he bumped something that pushed her towards something intense and incredible.

“I can move it enough to do this,” he said and tugged on her nipples. “God you feel amazing.”

She hummed softly in her throat and quickened her pace. Soon her pussy was slapping down against him, making a sexy noise. Her skin tightened and fiery liquid boiled through her body. Her release was building and building. Her head fell back and her lips parted as ragged gasps burst from her throat.

“Christ, that’s it.” Darien’s hands gripped her hips again and slammed her down onto him over and over, faster and faster. Her breasts bobbed heavily and his cock swelled inside her. He hit that wonderful spot again, and then she was crying out, her fingers curling into his chest, as her body rippled and shivered her hot release.

She felt his cock swell even more and then he was shouting his release, fucking her milking muscles as his cum doused the liquid fire inside her. She collapsed against him, breathing hard.

“Wake me up like that anytime.” She laughed and kissed him. “So are you ready?” he asked.

She pulled back and traced a finger over his lips. Soft, warm lips. “For what?”

“To become my mate.” Her finger stilled and the breath she’d been taking whooshed from her.

Her eyes rose to his. “Really?”

He smiled, and she was pretty sure it was the first time she’d ever seen him smile. It was wide, beautiful smile that had her toes curling, her breath catching.

“Yes. Yes!” She dropped down on him and kissed him until his cock rose against her. She wiggled against said length and whispered huskily, “Do you wanna...?”

He laughed and spanked her ass. “Not yet. I want to mate with you first.”

“Oh, I don’t know how you guys mate...”

Darien kissed her again, his tongue scraping across her. “Don’t worry about that. The Kategans will take care of it.”

He was right. And they did.

Later that afternoon, the entire Kategan family and their pack waited in attendance for the mating ceremony of her and Darien.

Vera lent her a beautiful dress that was a creamy white and fell neatly to the ground. Earlier they took a lock of her hair and cut it off. Cassie wasn’t sure what it had to do with the ceremony, she was too excited to even ask. She had a big stupid smile on her face that wouldn’t go away no matter how hard she tried. So what the hell, she thought and grinned happily.

Yet, every time someone asked her if she needed something her fangs started to drop. She hadn’t eaten in days. She was starving. But just the thought that Darien was going to mate with her, sent her stomach rumbling.

Would he let her mate with him her way too? Would he become part vampire for her? Gah, she was anxious and excited and nail biting nervous all at the same time.

A man came in then wearing a goofy smile. “Are you ready Cassie?” She nodded and stood.

“I’m Alfonse, the Elder who performs the mating ceremony. I must say I’m excited to be mating another Kategan off to a vampire. We will have some interesting children running around here someday.” He smiled at her and held his elbow out to her. She took it and walked out with him towards a great, wide-open field.

Hundreds of people were there. They looked at her with excited eyes and smiles. Butterflies danced even more in her stomach and wouldn’t stop.

“Don’t be nervous. See that man over there. That’s all you need to think about.” Cassie looked across the clearing and there he stood. He wore a suit. And damn did he look good. No, delicious. Yummy. Extraordinary. Darien filled the black suit out like an exotic bodybuilder. Her eyes traveled down his pants and landed on his bare, tan feet. She couldn’t help it, she burst out laughing. His eyes lit up at hers even from across the distance. She had the urge to yell, “I’m not wearing shoes either!” but managed to stifle it. Later, I’ll tell him later.

The pack knelt as she approached. She walked arm and arm with the Elder Alfonse as Darien strode to meet her with the gait of a happy and cocky man. He practically swaggered. Alfonse took his position before them, but Cassie couldn’t look at him. She only had eyes for Darien.

“I can’t wait,” she heard him say, and then she was in his arms and he was kissing her. She heard the pack go wild with cheers. She smiled against Darien’s mouth and finally pushed against his shoulders. He let her go, but not all the way. He pulled her close and kept her touching his side as they went through the ceremony.

They each held out their wrists as Alfonse took a band about a foot long made of locks of their hair and pieces of their clothing. She recognized the sight of her worn blue jeans—the same ones she’d worn when she met Darien and a piece of one of his black t-shirts.

They recited vows to each other. Darien said his words quicker, huskier than hers. He looked down as he said his, and she swore her heart melted in her chest. She said hers back and her voice wobbled. As the cloth was wrapped around her wrist and then his, Alfonse announced the ceremony complete.