Chapter 567 - Mate. Marked And Claimed

As he sank deep inside her, Olivia moaned, savoring the stretch of her muscles after that initial discomfort. She gripped his cock hard in her sheath.

In a guttural voice that he didn't recognize as his own, he said, "You are so tight!" Sweat dripping over his chest muscles, Kaizan stayed steady for a while. He hadn't felt this good in his life. The way he fitted inside her, it was like two puzzles fitting and solving the mystery. It was as if he was made for her. "Olivia," he breathed. "Are you okay?" he asked, restraining every bit of control over his beast who wanted to rut her at a rapid pace until he was mindless.

She nodded beneath him to encourage him to move. And Kaizan moved. He retracted slowly. When he pushed inside the next time with a heavier thrust, she groaned. He touched her sensitive spots and she cried until she was burning in the same fever as him. He set up a rapid pace and pushed her higher over the rug with his hard thrusts. She caught his hips and lifted hers in order to match the pace. He lowered himself on her lips and kissed her savagely. His fangs must have grazed her somewhere and she tasted blood. He removed himself from her lips and with his hand turned her face to the side. His eyes were on the neck where he would mark her.

Fangs lengthened to their full, he grazed her skin over there with them. She cried wanting to be marked by him. "Mark me, Kaizan," she encouraged me. She was dying for him to sink his teeth inside her. That thought was enough to make her sex weep more.

He scraped her skin with the sharp edge of his fang sending bolts of heat through her. "Do you know whose scent did I smell all those years back, Olivia?" he asked her in a daze. "Mine."

Olivia stiffened, not knowing what he was talking about, but by that time he struck fast like a viper as he sank his fangs deep inside her neck at the same time he thrust hard inside her. His hips rocked hard against her as she was impaled over his cock, exulting in his fierce possession.

The shock consisting of pain and pleasure made her arch her body as her eyes flew wide open on the fire—on the rising and crackling flames. And then… then she thought she became that fire. All she felt was pleasure beyond comprehension. And it was intensified by the deep rumbling sounds he made against her skin. He drove like a piston between her thighs, until he made a tortured sound. She could feel his cock pulsing urgently inside. All at once he removed himself from her throat. He tipped his head to the ceiling as his eyes rolled back. She clutched his shoulder, digging her nails inside and he bellowed "MATE" as his seeds spilled inside her. His release was so strong that she could feel the wet heat inside her as he came and came and came.

Once he had spilled the last bit of his seeds, he hunched over her, his chest breathing sharply as he tried to catch his breath. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he slumped over her, still lazily thrusting inside her. He licked the area where he had marked her.

"Mine," he snarled possessively.

"Yours," she couldn't agree more.

His shaft grew hard again inside her. As he thrust it again, she asked, "Who did you smell all those years back?" His hair had fallen over his forehead and she was brushing them back to see her beautiful husband. She had half-guessed his answer but she wanted to hear it from him.

"You," he replied.

Her heart pounded wildly against her ribcage as she swallowed the emotions at the back of her throat.

"My mate." Thrust. "Mine." Thrust. "Only mine." A deeper, harder thrust. Once again, he had swelled inside her and set a slow pace for, he had all the time in the world and he had no intentions of coming out of her.

Olivia closed her eyes at his revelation. It purged all her doubts about him. She had smelled him as her mate long back but she wasn't coming to terms with the fact that how could she accept an enemy in her life. But today, she was going to shed the last bit of inhibition. "Mate," she repeated slowly after him. There was a storm inside both of them. She threaded her fingers in his hair as he took her again. The storm crested and took them both over the edge. The intensity of emotions that consumed her made all the sense.

When Kaizan came again, she kissed his forehead and assured him, "I am yours. You have me forever."

And Kaizan closed his eyes. He stayed over her for a long time, and when he rolled to his side, he took her with him. His hands went to her buttocks and he squeezed them. Her hands rested on his sweat-slicked chest. "The bed is still too far away," he said softly, staring intensely in the sky-blue eyes of his mate.

"Yes, and I don't care." Olivia caressed his cheeks with her thumbs and then lowered to place a kiss on his lips.

"Then take me again, Olivia."

She started rocking her hips over his shaft, at first slowly and then rapidly. She straightened and crossed her arms behind her back. Her hair touched his thighs as her nipples jutted out towards the ceiling. The sight of her breasts bouncing as she took him played havoc on him. His eyes rolled back in his head and his thighs shuddered. His cock pulsed inside her and he came with a roar once again as she followed him into the bliss.

She lowered herself over him and closed her eyes, completely exhausted. Seeing that she was tired, he pulled himself out of her reluctantly and then carried her to the bed, where he made her lie down beside him. He turned her so that her back faced him and spooned her from behind after tucking them both in a warm comforter.. "Mate," he whispered.