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Chapter 81: Completed the mating bond.
Lying back with me on the bed, I tried to keep my distance from him but he wouldn't let me move an inch. The rate at which he was accommodating and claiming me made me think if this was the Stefan I knew a few hours ago.
I sat up, and got out of his arms. "This is wrong." I muttered to myself. He looked up at me, "What is wrong?." He asked me and I tilted my head to the other side. I didn't want to look at him.
He sat up and cupped my cheek into his hand, he slowly went down to my chin, and raised up my face. I felt that steady hum rising up and then the electricity sparked through me. That power wanted me, I knew and I very much wanted to reach for it even though I didn't understand what it was or what it meant.
His soul was locked away from me but his spirit and body is willing. His spirit was trying to unite me with his soul but the darkness in him kept pushing it away, I saw it all, I saw it.
I reached for his lips and clasped my lips against his, I let my hand wander to the back of his neck and I caressed our mark. He moaned into my mouth and muttered something against my lips, "Mate."
His arms wrapped around me as his tongue delved into my mouth, he was winning dominance over mine immediately. He turned me over and rolled off to the other side, gaining himself on top of me, thank god for the king sized bed, we didn't fall off.
He pulled my lower lip into his mouth and sucked. I moaned, I moaned loudly, "Stefan " I whimpered.
He groaned like I was interrupting his process of completing our bond, but I needed to say this to him, "Please remember me after this." He brought my earlobe into his mouth and bit down softly and then moved his lips down to my neck to suck, leaving several hickeys behind, I'm sure.
I was beginning to pant now, heat pooling through my body as he moved that invisible force over mine. I inhaled sharply, slacking completely from the force of need rushing over me.
Stefan closed his eyes, pulling back forcefully and I knew he was trying to rein his spirit in. I tried to recall what the books I read said about spiritual life forces in order to compare it to what was happening between us.
He opened his eyes, which must have changed to black pits, his breathing harsh, then I knew the darkness had left his soul and settled in his eyes, it was left for me to consent to his spirit, soul and body to complete my bond with him.
He wrapped an arm around my waist and I felt his heated palm spray across my lower back. He slowly zipped down my off shoulder gown and pushed it down my body. I was left in a bra and a pant in front of him, his touches sent flames through my body and my heart pulsed throughout me in several emotions.
He unhooked my bra and threw it across the room, he pulled me closer to him so that my body was aligned with his. I gasped pleasantly, enjoying the feeling of his bare chest burning through my nudity.
His spirit wanted me to grab it, to connect, and let it wash over me completely. I was breathing hard, sweating and beginning to dampen my skin. I'd never felt anything like this before.
I connected my flesh with his, I hesitated for a moment before I traced my touch over his muscled shoulder and across his collarbone tenderly. This action alone set flames to the both of us.
He couldn't take it anymore, he lunged forward, claiming my mouth again, this time with an animalistic force behind it. It wasn't only him that was affected. With a needy whimper, I instantly rose to meet him. I grasped at his neck and then his neck, pulling him against me as though I would inhale him.
His tongue plunged into my mouth and the second lip parted, assaulting me with fire and desperation. His hands grasped at my body, tugging and pulling me against him.
My mind was completely blank of uncontrollable need. I bit down on his lower lip drawing a deep rumbling growl from him. With supernatural speed, he pushed me down against the bed, pinning my gasping form so that he could continue his assault on the flesh of my neck and collarbone.
The call of his three made of him, the spirit, soul and body rose with renewed ferocity, grasping for me. I squirmed at the overwhelming sensation bombarding my body, I consented, oh yes I consented.
When I woke up again, the room was dark. The only light I could see coming out of what I assumed to be a window behind me was a ray of sunlight shining brightly at the curtain.
For a second, I thought I was on the uncomfortable bed in the maid's quarters. I let out a sigh and shifted, wrapping my hand on what I could find in the bed. Then I paused, whatever I was laying on was hard, warm and moving up and down.
I lifted my head to get a better view, I was laying on the hard chest of a muscular sleeping man. I looked at his face and my eyes widened when I saw Stefan Brown.
Everything that happened last night suddenly flooded back to me, The way I smooched my lips on his, the way I consented to his spirit, the way he broke me and mumbled Nellie afterwards. He had remembered me, I knew once he called me Nellie and kissed my forehead.
I smiled and planted a small kiss on his forehead, he shifted a bit in his sleep, and i panicked for a moment. Had I woken him up?. And then he smiled me back to his chest and tightened his arms around me. He pressed his nose to my hair and let out a satisfied grumble.