Feral Lust (Feral Souls Series - I) (18+) [Currently Editing]

thirty-eight.

The world and its worries faded as soon as their lips collided. Surprisingly enough, Celeste's mind didn't stop her from losing herself, instead, it egged her on.

In little to no time, all of their clothes were lying in a haphazard heap on the floor and they had moved to Celeste's bed, either having no recollection of it.

Now, Elliot, on top of Celeste, took in her face and the desire, to go all the way, in her eyes undid something primal inside of him. However, the rational part of him was still a tad bit unsure whether his mate truly wanted this or not.

Before he could finish the thought, Celeste pulled his mouth towards hers and the battle of lips began again.

Elliot savoured each and every moment, he worshipped and kissed and licked all of Celeste's parts in the most romantical manner, making Celeste reach her peak faster than she had herself ever managed to, without even Elliot touching her where she throbbed.

"May I?" Elliot asked for Celeste's permission before he entered her which irked her to no end.

"Always so proper," she growled, biting his ear then leaving a trail of kisses down his neck. As soon as she licked Elliot's nape, he lost all control and buried himself deep inside Celeste in one stroke.

Celeste saw stars behind her eyes, of pain and pleasure alike. With every thrust, Celeste's memories of ugly times got replaced by these wondrous moments with her mate and it wasn't long before she was nearly there; again reaching her ecstatic heights.

So was Elliot, so close to orgasm. He went forward towards his climax but Karamat had a different plan.

The bond overcame his senses as he bared his fangs and sunk them in Celeste's side of the neck. 

She moaned his name over and over again, gutturally, her fangs extended too. She bit Elliot in the same place she had licked him before and it was within seconds that both of them came apart, together - as one.

Spent yet not fully satiated, they slept in each others' arms, falling into the most peaceful slumber either had ever had.

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Celeste's eyes opened of their own accord and she smiled remembering what had gone down last night. She felt her body's temperature rising merely at the mere thought of the claiming.

It was perfect. Better than all of her imaginations combined.

Nevertheless, her mood dampened when she saw that Elliot was wide awake but instead of smiling, a frown supported his face, glaring holes in the wall.

"Whatever's the matter?" Celeste questioned softly, concerned. She lazily drew circles on his chest with light strokes of her fingers.

Elliot sighed, shifting to face her. She tightened her arms around him, in a manner of forming a cocoon of comfort around him.

"I am scared," Elliot replied in a whisper.

"Of what?"

"Why, the future and of all the unpleasant turns that things can take trying to save our pack. Of how we are ever going to be able to defeat that bloodsucker. I have no idea, Cel."

His croaking voice left Celeste vulnerable inside but she knew she had to be strong for him.

"We'll do it all together. One problem at a time and as far as Malcolm is concerned, the end of every evil is inevitable; he will too."

These words were evidently enough to motivate her mate as he got out of the bed, giving Celeste a scrumptious view of his behind, he went to get ready for the day to come.Celeste was left wanting and disappointed.

As though sensing her emotions, Elliot poked his head out of the bathroom, winked and invited her to shower together. She didn't need any more encouragement. They made love twice, only finally stopping when the cold water hit their bodies, slamming them back to the gruesome reality.