6. Chapter 5

"Fuck," I groan, my gaze locked onto her hand stroking my cock. So many times I've dreamed of this. Her touch is all I have ever wanted. My body is always on high alert for her, my skin extra sensitive to every graze she gives.

"I can't wait for you to fuck me in this form," she nips at my chin, her fangs causing me to bleed before dragging her lips to my ear. "And in all the others."

My breathing becomes ragged, my control becomes untrustworthy with every fucking stroke she gives.

And she licked her fucking palm? Filthy fucking girl.

A wave of her heat coming on full force hits me like a ton of bricks. Reaching behind her, I unhook the makeshift bra made of cloth and claws for clasps.

Clothes in Purgatory are hard to come by. It's easier for me to go without them. When I'm in my other forms, my cock is protected by my werewolf's fur hide.

I scratch my claws down her arm, not hard enough to break skin but enough to show her how much I want to make her bleed.

Her thumb slips over my slit, gathering a bead of pre-come. Her tantalizing eyes lock onto mine before she sucks her finger into her mouth and moans.

Sneering, I pick her up by the back of her thighs and slam her on the ground. The ground craters beneath us from the force, the dirt cracking, and the nearby tree falls from the roots being splintered.

"Aziel," she moans my name, cupping her breasts. "I need you. I need you. I can't wait any longer. It's different for vampires."

I smother her words with a kiss, fighting my impulse to rip her clothes to shreds. She needs them. I won't have her walk around naked so everyone can see what is mine.

She's for my eyes only when she's on her back, nipples hard for me, and her fangs dropped.

I cover her, curling my body over her as I take her into a wild kiss again. It's been so long since I've felt them that if it weren't for the mating heat taking her, I'd take my time and kiss her all night. We could memorize each other's lips, the flicks of our tongues, and how we taste.

There's no time for that.

"Do you…" her words are cut off as I tug down her pants, then toss them to the side where her shirt is.

Growling in appreciation, my hands gently glide down her legs, so soft, so goddamn smooth, and I wrap my fingers around the thin band of her makeshift panties.

I swallow my nerves, trying to hide the tremors in my body. I'm nervous. I feel like I'm seventeen again and have no idea what I'm doing, not that I'm going to tell Louie that.

"Do I what?" Her panties slip free, revealing more skin until I have to hold my breath as her pussy comes to view. I lick my lips, doing my best not to come just from the sight of her.

The delicate material of her underwear is finally free from her body, and I can't help myself— I bring them to my nose. My eyes flutter shut as her scent invades my lungs.

"Aziel." My name a breathless surprise off her lips.

"What?" My question is nothing but a muffled rumble in the fabric. "You smell so fucking good."

"Maybe I taste even better."

My eyes fly open, gazing upon her body. She spreads her legs, showing me her glistening cunt. The growl that escapes me is louder than thunder, bigger than any storm that could be brewed.

I forget the panties, tossing them somewhere over my shoulder, and yank her to me. Picking up her legs, I place them on my shoulders, then slip my hands under the thick of her ass, squeezing the flesh so hard, she'll bruise. Pushing her body up, I bend down, licking her down her lips.

"Yes. I've waited so long for this." She stretches her arms above her head, beckoning my eyes to her breasts.

Sucking her clit into my mouth, she cries out, sliding her arms down to roam her hands over her chest. My mate plays with her nipples, lightly pinching them.

I kiss her pussy, circling my tongue over her clit just as I slip a finger inside her. She lifts onto her elbows, gasping, her lithe fingers slip up my arm, tightening them around my wrist when I push in deeper.

"You're so tight, Louie." I moan, pressing my cheek against her leg. "Fuck, I can't wait to feel you. At last. All this time you could have been mine." I kiss her calve, slipping my finger in and out, taking my time, enjoying the fucking warmth and softness of her.

"Aziel—" she whimpers when I slide a second finger inside, wanting to prepare her for my cock.

"What is it, Louie? My Light, tell me," I beg of her, rocking my body to the thrust of my fingers. My cock sweeping across her inner thigh and leaving a trail of sticky pre-come.

"I haven't—" she groans, tossing her head back before gripping my wrist even tighter. "I haven't done this before." Louie stares up at the darkened sky, no noises around us but our own breaths and sighs.

I pause in my next finger stroke, staring at her with wide eyes before slumping in relief and laughing.

"It isn't funny." She covers her face with embarrassment.

With my free hand, because I am not removing myself from being inside her when I've dreamed of this day, I take her hands from her face. Curling over her, I kiss her gently, the movement causing my finger to slip in further.

I press against the barrier, the one that makes her gasp, and try to squeeze her legs together on instinct to tell me to stop.

And I do.

For now.

When she gives me the okay, I won't ever be able to stop.

I catch her shy gaze, our eyes finally locking, and I cup her cheek. "I haven't either."

Her bold shapely brows pinch together. "You haven't? What— why?"

"I've only wanted you, Louie. Just you."

She gives me a bashful crooked grin before biting her lip. "Really? But all this time—"

I press my finger against her lips to silence her.

I didn't want to get into why for so many years, I was unable to do anything but kill. Not yet. Even if I wasn't cursed for fifteen years, I know in my heart I wouldn't have wanted anyone else.

When the sun touches the sky, I think of her, and when the moon rises and the sun sets, I dream of her.

No other woman could have me, not when I knew who I've belonged to since I was seventeen. I wouldn't give her claim away for a woman who would mean nothing to me.

"All this time, I knew who claimed me," I whisper against her lips, brushing my thumb back and forth across the plump clouds. "Don't be foolish to think I'd ever allow myself to be owned by anyone else, My Light." I crash my mouth against hers, Louie's arms wrapping around my neck to meet my exuberance.

She groans into my mouth, and I swallow the vibrations eagerly, wanting her sounds to be a tune my body memorizes.

Louie presses her palms against my chest, shoving me with her vampire strength, blurring us until I'm flat on my back. The boom of my body hitting the ground echoes for miles, a warning to all of what is happening.

My fingers grip the tight curls of her hair as she kisses her way down my body, swirling her tongue around my belly button before the blonde suns of her irises peek at me through her long lashes.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You looking at me like that is going to make me come."

She pauses at my cock, smirking, peering up at me again.

My mate knows exactly what she is doing. I growl, my fur sprouting on my arms when she spits on my cock. Louie licks her palm again, then wraps it around the base before she dives down to suck the crown into her mouth.

I punch the ground, creating a fist-shaped hole in the ground, and shout, "Oh my fucking God, Elouise. Your mouth—" I'm unable to finish the sentence because she strokes the spot where my knot will swell, then sucks me down halfway, effectively stealing my breath.

Struggling to breathe, I pant, staring down at her while she sucks my dick. Her free hand cups my sack before tugging and rolling them in her palm.

My eyes roll to the back of my head. "Don't fucking stop. God, Elouise. If you keep going, I'm going to come." Sweat beads across my forehead, a continuous thunder rolling in my chest.

Louie doubles her efforts, her fangs scraping across the vein that floods my cock with blood. She settles between my legs, lying down in the dirt, uncaring.

"That's what you want, isn't it?" I grip her neck, stopping her mid-suck. Her mouth is full, spit dripping from the corners, my cock stretching her lips, and her eyes flip red. "You're daring me." A snarl curls my lip. "You want to choke on my come? You want your stomach full of me while I fill that fucking virgin cunt? So greedy. I'll give you what you want but only if you sit on my face so I can eat that pretty pussy, Louie."

Her nostrils flare before giving me a small nod. My cock falls from her lips with a soft pop. Louie kisses her way down my shaft to my inner thighs. I gasp when she forces my legs apart, then presses more kisses to the sensitive flesh near my groin.

"Mmm, I love the feel of your lips on me," I praise.

"Good. Since they are the only lips you will ever feel," she replies, sinking her fangs into my femoral artery.

I have to hold in the urge to shift into my werewolf, her bite alone making my cock spasm. Stream after stream of come lands on my stomach and chest, tangling in the coarse hair. She whimpers, one hand dropping between her legs to make herself orgasm.

"Does sucking my blood turn you on, Louie? I bet you're so wet right now, aren't you?"

She nods, continuing to take long drags from the vein. Retracting her fangs, Louie tosses her head back as her orgasm tenses her body. My mate lifts onto her knees, her hand still working her clit, blood dripping from her mouth down her chin, her lips parted in ecstasy.

She is a fucking vision, more than my imagination has ever conjured. My blood drips down her lips, staining her beautiful skin, and creating a painting that encompasses my claim.

"Yes! Aziel! You taste so good. I want more. I want so much more," she growls with a newfound hunger. "So much more." Louie brings her fingers from her slick pussy, the tips glistening, and with fire-red eyes, she sucks the digits into her mouth.

And fucking moans from her own taste.

Bending down, her onyx claws rake up my thighs. Her tongue flicks the corner of her mouth, cleaning the blood away. Louie pushes her ass into the air, crawling ever so slowly over my body.

I've never felt like prey before. I'm always the predator, but the view of her naked and savoring me?

I have a feeling I won't ever mind being preyed upon.

Her hand blurs in a typical vampire fashion, squeezing my cock yet again, and I suck in a needy breath of air.

"Such a big cock, Beloved. What if I need your knot now?" She lowers herself, the pink of her tongue gathering the come decorating my torso. "What if I need to be full right this moment? My heat needs to be sated," Louie pouts, licking another rope from my chest.

I can't seem to focus. Every fucking nerve-ending is sensitive and on fire from her touch. "I- I don't know. I want to," I growl, watching as she spits the come she gathered from my chest, onto my cock. "You're a dirty fucking girl, aren't you?"

She settles herself over my cock, her pussy hugging the girth before she rocks back and forth. The slick sound of her desire against mine has me holding my breath, focusing on anything else other than losing control. Her body rolls gracefully, entrancing me with every gorgeous curve as she uses me for her own pleasure.

The crown rolls over her clit with every stroke. Her hands fall onto my chest, propping herself up to gain more momentum. My hands become travelers, gaining a mind of their own as they caress her body, my thumbs flicking the delicate peaks of her nipples.

"Oh, fuck, Aziel." She runs her fingers through her hair, tilts her head back, and bites her lip. Sweat begins to drip down the middle of her sternum, the scent of her heat tingling my nostrils, and I snarl. I sit up, licking the middle of her sternum to gather the drop. "Oh God, I need more. It's getting worse. How do we know we can do this?" She rides me faster, her cries of pleasure becoming louder. "What if you bite me? What if… what if I die, Aziel? What if I need your knot and you can't?"

I hear the frustration of tears brimming, her valuable, beautiful tears, and I can't have them fall. Not when we are in a place that would take advantage of them. Vampire tears are worth more than anything in every dimension.

"I need your knot, Aziel. I can't wait. Please," she begs, moving faster, slipping and sliding along my cock.

The wet sounds of us seeking pleasure only add to my burning desire to claim her, to make her mine, but I know I won't be able to give her my knot. I wish I could. I want nothing more than to give my mate everything she needs and knowing I can't in this moment, it's as if I have failed her.

Being a werewolf, I can only knot her for the first time on the first full moon of our being together. Any werewolf who meets their mate can have sex with them, but won't be able to knot them until the full moon rises, solidifying their bond. I can also knot her any time I fucking want after the full moon, after the hunt where I chase, claim, and mark Elouise. When I breed her.

Once all that is complete and the moon sets so the sun can rise, her body is mine to do anything I want with.

"Please, Aziel. Please, give it to me. I need it so much. I ache. You know you want to fill me. I want your come inside me. Breed me, Aziel. I need it so much." She bends down and I cup the back of her head, forcing her to crash her lips to mine.

"You're going to make me come again if you keep talking like that. Be a good fucking girl and wait for my knot like a good mate."

Pressing her harder against my cock, my fingers dig into the plump flesh of her ass, slipping her faster along my shaft.

"I'm not even fucking you yet and you want my knot. You're going to be such a slut for my cock, aren't you?"

She chuckles, leaning down to tease her fangs over my jugular. "Just like you'll be a whore for my pussy, My Big," she kisses my throat "Bad," then wraps her arms around me and with her strength, blurring us to another spot in the woods where she is flat on her back and my cock is at her entrance. "Wolf."

A wave of uncontrolled shifting tremors through my body. My head rolls over my shoulders, a savage growl escaping from my chest as I fight the urge to shift into my beast. My ears lengthen, my fangs become longer, and my feet grow far past their normal size as they plant themselves into the ground.

I rake my claws next to her head, digging deep lines into the dirt. My muscles shake, wanting to give in to my beast. Taking a deep breath, I reel the beast back in, morphing into my human form like she wants— for now.

"I can't wait until you're in your werewolf form, Aziel, fucking me like the beast you are."

Wrapping my hand around her throat, I pin my mate to the ground. Her nostrils flare and the sweet, wicked smell of her desire saturates the air, so I'm forced to breathe in her scent.

"Do it," she tempts me, fighting against my hold to lift her head off the ground. "You know you want to." Her nails rake down my back until her hands are clutching my ass. "I know I want you to. Are you really going to make me wait longer than I already have— than we already have?"

I slip my hand down her body, clutch her left hip, and drive forward with the need of the last fifteen years. Elouise cries out in pain while I moan in pleasure. The tight, wet heat is all too much for me. She hugs me from every angle, taking every inch of me just like she is created to do.

Curling over her, a confession of a dark whimper falls from me for her ears only.

"Even in this form, you're so much to take. I don't know how I'll live through the others." She squirms under me, her muscles tensing around my cock which draws me closer to coming for a third time.

I can't ruin this so fast. I wish our first time wasn't like this. I want to know what I'm doing. I want to give her nothing but pleasure. I only knew the basics before the curse stole so many years of my life.

Staying still is the most difficult thing I've ever had to do, but having Elouise under me for the first time gives me the strength and control I need so I give her time to get used to me.

To ease the pain and discomfort, I kiss her neck, taking my time to show how much I love and care for her. With my right hand, I trail my fingers lightly down the side of her body. Her skin reacts, rising in goosebumps from the feathery touch.

I drag my lips up her neck and to her mouth, delving my tongue deep, and wanting nothing more than to taste her insides. She moans with every flick of my finger against her breast. Our tongues wrap around one another in a slow, seductive dance.

One that has me closing the space between us so every inch of our bodies touch. I don't wait for her to say a word. Instead, I listen to how she moves against me. Her hands begin to roam, stroking up the divot of my spine.

Everywhere she touches, the werewolf inside me shifts, sprouting grey skin and hair in Elouise's wake. Then, the beast disappears again. I have a feeling all of my forms are going to be greedy for her touch.

She presses herself down against me, the tight grasp has me breaking the kiss to groan. Snarling, I lock eyes with her before moving my gaze down to where we are connected.

I need to see us. I need to make sure this isn't some sort of fever dream I'm having in my death.

Gliding my cock out until all that is left is the wide head, spreading her pretty cunt to the brink. There is the smallest hint of red staining my shaft and with my finger, I gather the liquid and bring it to my mouth.

"Aziel," Elouise gasps.

I groan when the sweet elixir of her virginity coats my tongue. "I had to know what it tasted like."

"What, what tasted like?" she sounds so confused.

I inch back inside her, causing her to hold her breath while being filled. "My claim," I growl so deep, that the ground shakes beneath us, and Elouise's eyes flip red.

Bending her knee, I hold her leg against me while setting a pace. In and out, my cock vanishes inside her to the base where my knot will inflate.

"Tell me," I pant. "Tell me what to do. Teach me to please you." I kiss her knee, squeezing my eyes shut. Fuck, she feels too fucking good. I can't last. Not like this.

Not with Elouise taking me.

That in itself is enough to make me come.

"I can't… Elouise…" I warn her, thrusting quicker. "I can't hold back. You feel too fucking good. Oh fuck." The whines and whimpers that leave me, I'm not proud of.

My claws extend, digging into her leg hard enough to make blood bead on the surface.

I slam into her harder, our bodies sliding across the ground from the force. If she were human, the amount of strength I'm using would kill her.

But she isn't human.

She's a vampire and even if I split her open, she'll heal.

The thought of that, the thought of being too much for her, has me driving into her with more force. My feet slip causing me to lose traction, so I shift them into my beast's form for more stability.

She wraps her arms around my neck, wrapping her legs around my waist, then slams me against a nearby tree. The breath is knocked from my lungs, and the trunk splits in half, yet I don't really fucking care because Elouise is on top of me.

She whimpers with every downward stroke, roaming her hands down my chest.

"Mmm, goddamn it, Elouise." My head thumps against what's left of the tree. My fingers grip her hips, helping her grind harder against me.

I lick my lips, tasting the bite of salt from the sweat beading just above my mouth. I can't look away from her body, how she moves, how her skin shines, and her tits bounce with every rock and sway of our bodies.

I'm entranced.

"You tell me what you like." She grips my chin, her long claws digging into my skin. "Goddamn it, tell me?" A gasp interrupts her interrogation when I hit that spot inside her.

I flex my hips again.

And again.

She cries, clawing her nails down my shoulders so hard, that blood spills free. With a purr, she bends down, sucking and licking the blood from the wounds she created.

Wrapping my hair around her wrist, she yanks my head to the side and without warning, she bites me. Elouise sinks her fangs into my neck and this time, it's a bit painful.

She isn't careful.

She growls as she takes the blood that rightfully belongs to her. "I said tell me." She repeats herself, the words lost in a mouthful of liquid.

I can't say another word. The need to orgasm finally wins. I snap my eyes open, the new gold hue to my vision taking its permanent place now that she has mated me. A guttural howl fills the air until my throat is raw.

She's still drinking from the freshly tapped vein.

Spasms wrack my entire body as I fill her cunt with every ounce of come I have.

"I still want your knot," she whispers into my ear, licking the lobe with her blood-ridden tongue. "Give it to me."

"I can't," I barely manage to say through tight teeth as she continues to fuck me, slamming herself down onto my cock. "I want to, but I can't." I glance down, wishing my knot would inflate but it stays the same.

No amount of wanting or wishing will give us what we want because that is not what the moon wants. Elouise isn't the only woman in the world who has control over me. The moon is locked into my werewolf's soul and anything she gives, she can take away. I have to listen to her.

And my knot won't form just because my vampire mate needs it to. I have to wait until the moon is high, my humanity is gone, and every care in the world vanishes.

Except one.

The craving to hunt Elouise.

The thrill of capturing her.

The desire of pinning her down and knotting her cunt.

The visceral need to breed her.

The thought of that night has a thunderous boom vibrating my throat. I flip her onto her stomach, my claws threatening to plunge into her back as I hold her down, and my free hand slaps the round cheeks of her ass.

"This pussy is mine, isn't it? It's always been mine. Tell me." I drive into her so hard, she loses her grip on the ground, and her arms give out. I tilt her ass up, holding her in place while I use her hole.

Glancing down, I see our orgasms combined, slicking my cock, dripping from her entrance onto the dirt, and I want nothing more than to mark her. I'll be able to the night I hunt her down like the prey she'll be. She won't be able to heal any of the wounds I give her.

Her body will be ruined for everyone else yet designed just for me.

"You know I'm yours. I've always been yours." With her vampire speed, she escapes my grasp, leaving my cock without her warmth.

Thick drops of come fall from my shaft and onto the leaves. I glance around, sneering slightly, wondering where she went.

I can't hear her.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are. I'm nowhere near done with you," I say, my voice deepening.

A snap of a twig has me grinning to myself. The whoosh of her speed gives her away and I stretch out my arm, slam her against another tree, wrap her legs around me, and in one hard thrust, settle home.

"You are out of your mind if you think you could ever get away from me. Smelling this good, your heat is in full swing, do you know how many males will want you?" I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and lift her from the ground, still using her hole to milk another orgasm from me.

I bring my lips to her ear, slowing my pace to make her beg me for more. "I dare anyone who tries to touch you or take you from me. I dare anyone to try to claim what is mine. You have no idea what I am capable of now, Louie. I will rip anyone apart, drench myself in their blood, and over their dead bodies, I will fuck you so they can crave you from Hell."

My claws rip into the tree trunk as I drag them down, the wood splintering into tiny pieces.

"You are havoc on my control. I'm already close but that's okay," I say softly, breezing my lips against her neck. "I'll just fuck you through my orgasm since you're so intent on making me come. You're just going to have to deal with me dripping down your thighs all day every day."

Her mouth parts, those beautiful white fangs glistening with blood. I bend down and suck her nipple into my mouth, her erotic pants and groans becoming louder. The scent of her heat becomes stronger, urging me to fuck her harder and faster.

I give her everything I have.

"Aziel, oh God, yes, I knew you'd feel so good. I dreamed about this so many times. I have ached for you. Give me your cock. Make me hurt. Oh, God."

"Fuck, Louie. You're going to make me come if you keep—"

"—Good. Come with me." She sucks her tongue over her teeth with a lustful smile. "Don't stop."

"I won't."

"Don't fucking stop," she cries, struggling to catch her breath.

"Only death could stop me." I drive into her with every ounce of paranormal strength I have, thankful she is a vampire.

"Fill me, Aziel. Give me more. Fill me up and don't let any escape."

The words alone have me tipping over the edge again, giving her exactly what she wants.

"Aziel!" she shouts my name loud enough for the entire Purgatory to hear as she comes, her muscles pulling me deeper. She rocks slow and steady, letting her orgasm run its course.

When she can catch her breath, her red glare focuses on me before she strikes the other side of my neck, feeding and marking me once more.

Slipping my hands under her thighs, I carry us away from the tree. She groans softly as she drinks and I cup the back of her head, wanting to keep her there.

"Good girl. Take all you want. Drink."

I check for a decent spot and sit down, pressing my back against a tree we didn't manage to break. I hold her to me, my cock still buried deep, while she takes what she needs from me.

Too many years have gone by. I've yearned too much to have this moment come to an end.

The power of the mating heat subsides, for now, but I know it isn't over. Sitting here with my mate has peace settling over me like a warm blanket. I might be in Purgatory. We might be fighting for our lives, and yet, this is the happiest I've ever been.

Because no matter where or when, the only thing I've ever wanted is finally in my lap with my blood in her veins.

I have six days until the full moon but I'm not sure if I really care about getting out of here now. Wrapping my arms around Elouise, being with her is all I have ever wanted, so why bother fighting when everything I need is in my grasp?