Mate

LAKE

“Derrick…”

My body is acting on its own as I plaster myself against Derrick’s figure. His hands are wrapped around my hips as they grind into his groin.

He moans into my lips as I cover his. We deeply kiss as my hands run through his raven hair.

“Firefly, wait.” Derrick pulls away despite my efforts to keep him in the kiss. “Are you sure?”

Am I sure? My body craves nothing but his skin on mine. I’m all flustered just by being this near him and having his hands wrapped around me like this. I’m panting just from our kiss.

“More than anything,” I say in a haze. My lips crash onto his with force. I want them to be bruised with my touch. I want mine bruised with his.

Derrick groans into my mouth as I reach down and start fondling him. His breath gets more ragged as I rub the jean fabric over his member.

I leave a trail of kisses down his jaw and stop at his Adam’s apple. I lick unmercifully and suck on his skin.

Derrick takes this moment to flip us over so that he’s straddling me. I can see the longing in his eyes and the wanting between his legs.

Derrick ensnares me in a deep kiss and pins my hands above my head. I wiggle my hips as his pelvis grinds into mine. I moan as I start to pulse inside.

“Derrick…,” I whisper as he removes my top and begins to lick every inch of my chest. The place above my left breast is burning as Derrick’s canines extend and brush lightly over the spot.

“You’re so beautiful,” Derrick growls huskily before pulling back to take in my image.

His breath is hot as I rip the shirt from his back. His glorious, muscular figure is sweaty as I run my hands all around it.

The candlelight illuminates the angular features of his face and allows me to see the black eyes that reflect my own.

The scent of lavender and of his arousal are now heightened as I breathe in sharply. I can’t get enough of this man.

No.

~I can’t get enough of my mate.~

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I’m quick to unbuckle Derrick’s belt and rip his jeans off his legs. He does the same to me.

I’m wearing a pair of old granny panties supplied to me by Lucy before we left. It was all she had available, and I can’t help but be embarrassed.

Derrick strokes my cheeks with his thumb. I lean into his touch and completely forget about my underwear. His touch is all I need right now.

“Are you sure about this, Lake?” Derrick asks slowly. I can see the acceptance in his eyes if I were to say no. Lynne is content with whatever I choose.

“I’m positive.” I smile. “Make me yours.”

With those words, all the hesitation in Derrick’s eyes and actions disappears as he captures me in yet another kiss. I wrap my arms around him to bring myself as close to him as I can.

Derrick lays my head on the table. It’s cold beneath me as I look up at my mate.

“I’m sorry if it isn’t comfortable,” Derrick apologizes. “I can ask Oliver for—”

“No!” I shout. My cheeks are heated at the thought of Oliver knowing we’re doing this here. I mean, she probably already does, but I don’t want to make it a fact.

Derrick smiles at my shyness and smooths my hair. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, Firefly.”

My heart skips a beat at that name. I tear up and choke on my own words.

“What’s wrong?” Derrick hugs me tightly. “Did I do something? I’m sorry if I—”

“No, it’s nothing you did.” I giggle. “I’m just so happy.”

Derrick smiles and swallows my lips with his. I bring myself over on top of him and grind my hips against his boxers. A loud moan escapes my mate’s lips, and a growl follows.

In an instant, Derrick is on top of me. He rips the one shred of clothing either of us has on and grazes his canines over my chest.

“Mine is burning too.” Derrick smiles and sucks the burning spot over my left breast. I moan loudly as in one swift motion, he’s inside me and his canines clamp deeply into my skin.

The burning sensation turns into coarse pleasure as he slowly goes in and out. I wrap my legs tightly around my mate’s hips as he rears backward in pleasure.

I allow Lynne to come forward in my mind and extend her canines.

As if by instinct, Lynne clamps down in the same spot as Drax did for us. Derrick growls in pleasure and takes me into his arms after Lynne retreats.

His blood smears onto my chest as mine does to his.

I dig my nails into his back as Derrick quickens his pace. My body jolts and sparks as our bond becomes cemented as soon as my mate finishes inside me.

My forehead is on Derrick as we try to even our breathing.

“You’re mine,” Derrick growls playfully.

“As you are mine.” I smile and kiss my mate’s cheek.