Marked by Blood: Book 2 of The Marked Series Ford, Rinna (books to read fiction .TXT) 📖

Oh. My. Goodness.

With quick fingers, he unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs along with my panties in one swift motion. I sat up, using shaky arms and pulled my shirt the rest of the way off and unsnapped my bra, leaving me completely bare.

He stared down at me, a man possessed, and reached for me, bringing me up to meet him. My knees went around his hips and he sat back with me on top, my red hair cascading around us.

“My beauty, my mate,” he sighed and ran his hands over my back and down to my ass.

He pulled me down, grinding my wet pussy against the rough fabric of his pants. I moaned against his lips and ground against him again. It felt amazing, but I knew something that would feel even better.

I reached down in between us and flicked open the top button of his jeans, giving my hand enough room to slide down the front of his pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear and, as if it were possible, I became even wetter. Man, everything Matias did brought me to my knees. He was sex incarnate and I needed to see the rest of him.

I pulled down the zipper and tried to push the jeans down his hips but with him sitting, they didn’t get too far. Reluctantly, I got up on me knees in front of him and motioned for him to move as well.

He gave me a sexy smile, but made no move to give me what I want. He was in control and he was making damn sure I knew it.

“Patience,” he said and he pulled me back down into his lap. “Trust me, I have every intention of letting you taste my cock and swallow my cum, but not this time. I have other plans for you right now and they include you screaming my name while I drive into you over and over again. Do you understand me?”

“Yes. Please,” I sighed at the thought of it.

With my next breath, I was flipped over on my stomach and his hands were on my back. His mouth started at the base of my neck as he licked down my backbone, stopping only to admire the swirls and swoops on my skin with his fingers.

“Is this your curse? The one your mother gave you?” he asked.

“Uh huh.”

“Nothing will ever hurt you like this again, I promise you. I will never let it happen again.”

Normally those kinds of promises were fragile and meant to be broken, but I believed if anyone could keep it, it would be Matias. He was such a force of nature, very few people stood against him and lived to tell the tale.

He continued to lick and touch the marks on my back, working his way down to my ass, grabbing the cheeks and spreading my legs wide. Matias then moved his hand toward my wet core and slid his fingers through the folds making me moan against the pillow. My ass raised up off the mattress as I all but begged for more. More fingers, more everything.

Feeling generous, he slid two fingers inside and twisted them as his lips continued licking the lines of my marks. When he added a third finger, I nearly came off the bed in need. He was driving me right to the edge and whenever I started to get close to coming, he would ease off. He did this over and over again until I was a writhing mess underneath him.

Finally, he flipped me back over and he crawled up my body, settling himself between my shaky thighs. I felt his bareness down below as his cock rubbed up and down my pussy and wondered when he found the time to get naked between his care of my back and his exquisite torture of my pussy.

“Please, Matias. Please,” I moaned. “I need you.”

He kissed down the side of my neck to my collarbone again. “Where do you need me?” he asked.

“Inside. I need you to fuck me. Become mine. Please…”

“You ask so sweetly…”

With that, he lined the head of his cock with my pussy and pushed it all the way to the hilt in one quick push. In the same moment, he opened his mouth wide and sank his fangs into my neck. I cried out as another strong orgasm crashed over me. As I started to come down from it, he was pumping into me with hard, steady thrusts. Matias lifted one of my legs over his shoulder and started thrusting at a different angle.

While our bodies moved together, I began to feel a familiar tingling wherever our skin touched. It was happening. Our souls were bonding, making us closer than should ever be possible.

The tingling grew more and more intense and I knew the crest was imminent. Matias lowered my leg down so it wrapped around his hip with the other one and leaned in close to me. He wanted to be close to me when our souls finally joined, but I had an even better idea.

I opened my mouth and sunk my fangs into his neck, making him shoot streams of cum into me. In the same moment, the tingles exploded into a million bright lights and slowly settled around us. I withdrew my fangs and licked the wounds closed as he stilled on top of me.

“I can feel you,” he smiled against my cheek. “We’re bonded.”

“You’re stuck with me now.”

He pulled his face away and looked down at me.

“I can’t think of anyone I want to be stuck to more than you. You are my everything and wherever you go, I go too. You’ll never be alone. You’ll never want for anything as long as I’m around and I plan on being here for all of eternity.”

I picked my head up and kissed him sweetly.

“I’m falling in love with you.” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. I needed him to know how