Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

Sammy wrapped her legs around Wheeler's waist, shocked at just how powerful he truly was. He was holding her as if she weighed nothing. She squirmed and sank deeper onto his turgid cock, taking him deep in one swift motion that left her crying out in his arms. The man was a machine.

He moaned, his body tensing as his lips covered hers.

She loved the way he kissed. The way he fucked.

She loved him.

This man who had come into her life in the strangest of ways and turned her world upside down. He was hers. Her vampire. Her gargoyle. Her man.

And she was so damn thankful for that fact.

She moved up and down on his cock.

Then he took hold of her hips, controlling her movements on his shaft. He broke their kiss and walked her toward the wall, still pumping into her on his way. His strength was awe-inspiring. And his bedroom skills were off the charts.

Sammy clung to him, panting and gasping, almost animal-like as he fucked her.

The wet sounds of their bodies joining filled the room, only intensifying the moment.

Wheeler pressed her against the wall and began drilling into her with such force that she thought she might actually go through the wall. Her body took all of what he was offering, yet it still wanted more.

Already she felt as if she might burst. That the pleasure building in her might culminate in an explosion, shattering her into a million pieces. "Yes! Fuck me, Wheeler! Harder."

He obliged, pounding into her again and again, never seeming to tire.

She kissed his shoulder, desperate to taste him. The deep yearning to bite him swept over her with such swiftness she was incapable of resisting. The next she knew, she was biting him with enough force to draw blood. Shocked didn't even begin to cover it, yet she couldn't bring herself to stop.

Wheeler slammed his hands against the wall, tossed his head back, and began to act like a piston, ramming into her. "Mine!"

The taste of his blood filled her mouth and while her head shouted at her to stop, that it was gross, her body ignored her. She drank down his blood and then lifted her mouth from his shoulder.

He kept drilling into her with so much force she could barely speak. But she managed to eke out one word. "Mine."

"Fuck, yes!" he shouted, keeping one hand against the wall while he grabbed her chin with the other. He held it firmly, his gaze locking with hers as he fucked her harder and harder, to the point she knew she'd lose control.

In a sudden fury he was thrusting with quick movements that were shallow, as if he was trying to hold off on coming just yet.

She wanted him to explode in her. To fill her.

"Wheeler, give it to me," she pressed out, his hand still cupping her chin firmly.

He stared into her eyes as his filled with flecks of black. He hissed but in a way that didn't scare her. It excited her. She caught sight of his fangs and knew instinctively what he wanted. He wanted to feed from her while he fucked her.

She wanted that too.

"You. Are. Mine," he said, punctuating each word in a way that left no room for error. He was branding her. She would forever be his, and vice versa.

"Prove it," she shot back, knowing she was tempting fire, but she didn't care.

Wheeler released her chin and she grabbed the sides of his face. She then tugged at his head, drawing it closer to her as she revealed her neck to him like an offering.

He stopped thrusting.

In fact, he ceased to move at all.

"S-Sammy," he said, sounding strained.

"Wheeler, I will stake you if you don't hurry the hell up," she said, meaning every word of it.

He slammed into her just as he struck out, his fangs sinking into her neck.

Blinding pleasure rushed throughout her body, filling every single ounce of it. She tingled from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet. Everything hummed with energy and satisfaction as he drank from her while pounding into her. There was a quick moment when she thought she might slip out of her skin and turn into pure energy and it was followed closely by her orgasm.

Crying out, she clawed at his back, digging her nails into his flesh as he rammed his cock deep. His shaft twitched in her, jerking several times as warmth filled her.

Wheeler drew off her neck and licked the area he'd bitten. When he looked at her again, it was with so much affection in his gaze that she nearly burst into tears.

He actually did tear up, which shocked her. "Thank you."

A partially laugh tore free from her. "You're joking, right? It should be me thanking you. That was amazing. Like twenty-out-of-ten kind of amazing. I can't feel my feet. Do I still have feet?"

He grinned. "You do. Sammy."

"Yes?"

"Do you understand what just happened between us?" he questioned in a way that said something much bigger than just sex had occurred.

She thought about everything she'd learned from Holland. While they'd not gotten down to the nitty-gritty details of Holland's claiming, Sammy had gotten the gist. It had involved sex and bloodletting. And something about the word mine.

A gasp came from her. "Did we just mate, like mate mate, not just go at it like bunnies?"

He laughed softly. "Yes, darlin', we just mated. I claimed you. You claimed me. It's a done deal."

She said nothing for what felt like a really long time before she wet her lips. "That means I'm your wife now?"

"It does," said Wheeler. "Are you okay with that?"

"If I wasn't?" she asked.

He tensed. "I'm not sure. Hasn't come up with anyone I know yet. Please don't make me the first to have this problem."

She nearly laughed. "I won't. I was just wondering."

"Whew," he said, exhaling loudly.

He withdrew his cock from her and set her down on her feet gently, keeping her close.

She was thankful for that since her legs were shaky.

He cupped her chin again, tilting her head upward. "Sammy."

"Yes?"

"Don't freak out when I tell you this, okay?" he asked. Before saying, "I love you."

Her eyes widened as relief washed over her. "Thank God. I was going to feel really stupid if I was in love with you, but it wasn't mutual."

Wheeler looked confused. "Wait. Are you saying you love me too?"

"Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying," she returned.

He grinned from ear to ear. "Awesome."

She rolled her eyes and laughed. "I'm hungry and really thirsty."

He blushed. "Sorry. Side effect of me feeding from you. I'll be sure to keep fresh fruit and water for you from now on. You'll need to start taking vitamins daily too, if you're not already. If you end up pregnant, those will increase."

"Pregnant?" she asked, taking a large step back from him. "Do not take this the wrong way, but vampires can father children?"

He appeared to be doing his best to refrain from laughing at her. He nodded. "Yes. I'd say it's rare but every single one of them that I know who have mated recently are expecting children with their mates."

She gave him a stern look. "You could have told me that before we did the dirty."

"I didn't think of it then," he confessed. "I pretty much thought, ‘don't lose control and suck her dry or fuck her until she breaks.' Yeah, that played on a loop in my head."

Groaning, she dropped her head into her hands.

"You're mad," he said, sounding worried.

She looked up at him as her laughter became very audible.

He joined in before bending and kissing the tip of her nose. "I love you. I'll go grab you something to eat. The twins brought subs and drinks with them. I can order something else to be delivered too. Anything you want, darlin'."

"Wheeler."

"Yes?" he asked.

She swatted his backside playfully. "A glass of water and a sub will do. I'm not picky or fancy."

He kissed her lips quickly.

She pointed to his shoulder where she'd bitten him. "There is no sign that I bit you. Hey, the scratch marks are gone too."

He grinned wider. "Side effect of drinking your blood. I heal faster than normal. That means when you bit me and ingested my blood, you got that too."

"Sweet."

He stole another kiss before going for his discarded scrub bottoms. He slipped them on.

Wheeler retrieved her bottoms as well and brought them over to her, holding them out of her reach as he bent and stole another kiss. "Mmm, I wish we could burn these and just stay naked forever. If it wasn't for the clinic full of my buddies, I'd so do it. But I don't want them seeing what's mine."

She snorted and took the bottoms from him. She put them on and wrinkled her nose as their combined juices began to make things very damp down below. She went toward the small bathroom off the exam room. "I need to wipe us out of me."

"Hot. Can I watch?' he asked.

She groaned. "No."

He stole another kiss. "Okay, I'm going to grab you something to eat and drink. I'll be right back."

She nodded as he left the exam room.

She headed to the bathroom to freshen up and caught sight of her reflection in the small mirror above the sink. Doing a double take, she stared harder at someone who looked like a stranger to her. The woman in the mirror radiated with a glow that said healthy and happy. Everything about her screamed rejuvenated. She hadn't thought she had any issues before, but right now she looked as if a team of makeup people had jumped her and left her ready for a photoshoot.

"Wow. Mating totally rocks," she said, still unable to fully believe she was someone's wife now.

When Holland found out, she'd never let Sammy live it down, especially after the hard time Sammy had given her about doing it with Ezra so soon after reconnecting with him.

Sammy finished doing what needed to be done in the bathroom and then headed out to find the exam room was still empty. The door was wide open, and she went toward it, her intent to go out and find Wheeler and the others.

She just hoped she hadn't been too loud during their sex-capades. She didn't really want to know if a bunch of his buddies had heard her orgasm noises.