The words were like being struck by lightning. He roared from the sensation of being claimed. It was the most horrific pain he'd experience in all his years and he basked in the glory of it. Savored every electric shock that traveled through his body one hair follicle at a time, he reveled in Zhou Zishu's touch, and the weight of it on each side of his face, even while he felt like he was being drawn and quartered.
The three parts of him being torn apart, reshaped, molded and held together by his claim—his love. His form—their shared body— changed rapidly, a shuffling of Man, Beast, and Wolf.
The shuffling became a flickering, then a vibrating, then a hum until he felt his body threatened to both explode and implode, only Zhou Zishu's hands kept him grounded. His mouth opened in a silent scream, but he endured and would for as long as it took. For his mate he would do anything, be anything. His gaze never wavered while the three parts of him warred, until finally, blessedly, he stood before her, at long last—whole.
The need to mark him was too great to do so with any finesse. Wen Kexing pushed Zhou Zishu to the ground. There was no fear in his eyes, no tremble in the hands that held firmly to the nape of his neck and onto his shoulder. A vibration traveled through his body and he realized that it was Zhou Zishu. He wasgrowling. He watched Zhou Zishu teeth grow until they were too large to fit in his mouth and pain where he held him announced that his hands were now claws but he was still otherwise human. Blood ran from the back of his neck, dripping onto his throat. He shifted until his weight was on one hand and pushed the fabric of the robe aside, spreading Zhou Zishu's thighs wider and positioning his erection—ever present when she was near—at the opening of her sex. As he thrust his hips, he penetrated him slowly, no preparation and buried himself to the hilt. Zhou Zishu pulled him forward and bit him. Teeth sliding into his flesh, passing muscle until they hit bone. The pain was...freeing and the action made him come so hard spasms locked the muscles in his back and thighs. This was not about him; Zhou Zishu was marking him -making him in all his ways. With Zhou Zishu's teeth firmly in his body they began a frenzied mating. Non stop pumping, Wen Kexing had missed his mate too much while his mate was not sated, he knew and he kept on in and out, like a sweet melody between them. It was not enough.
Hours later, Zhou Zishu Lying in green meadows was how he wanted to spend the rest of his life. The sun on his face, in the arms of the man who'd altered his life in ways that were unimaginable. That was a life worth living over and over again. Zhou Zishu raised his hand and stroked the
strong jaw of his mate. So much had changed in the time they'd spent in the grass: declarations, vows, oaths —with each touch, caress, bite and kiss, a pledge had been made that if the world should stand against them, they had each other and that was enough.
Wen Kexing's golden eyes, like always, looked through him and not at him. To belong to someone so completely, so absolute...it was frightening. "Did they hurt you?" He all but growled, the vibration traveling through the center of Zhou Zishu's body, to the tips of his fingers and the soles of his feet. It was the first full sentence he'd ever said to him. His voice was deep, rough, low, calming, it was a sound he could lose herself in for an eternity. "No, I'm fine." He growled again, louder and then dipped his head and kissed the bite on his collarbone. "Did I hurt you?" he asked. He smoothed the spot between his eyebrows that were bunched together. Every look was fearsome, even concerned. "No." Zhou Zishu let his eyes wander to the parts of his body that
he could see: his face, neck, and upper body, but only to those fabulous pectorals that were carved into flawless skin. He let his finger skim across the perfect impression of his teeth on his neck. The bite was red and angry looking.
"You've not healed," Zhou Zishu said, continuing the slow sweep across the surface of h-s mark on his skin.
"You are the only thing that can hurt me. You are my only weakness."
Didn't that just make his breath stop? To have such power over something so powerful.
"I don't want to be a weakness," he whispered.
He opened his eyes. The twin suns swirled with varying shades of gold. "You are...everything."
"You're never weak," Zhou Zishu reassured him. He shook his head, his intense gaze weighing on
his face. "I have been powerless these last days without you."
"Then let us part no more," he said.
"Yes," he said. "Mine. I will never leave your side again."
A vow he was going to hold him to. "Are you really okay?" he asked.
"I am perfect...because of you." He leaned forward, planting a kiss on his forehead,
which was not enough for Zhou Zishu. He grabbed his head, and pushed his lips to his, a brutal hard kiss that tangled tongues and stole his breath.
"Deity!"
A question? A warning? A plea? He didn't know, he didn't care as his lips left his and traveled down his throat, leaving a trail of fire after each kiss.
The new promise drove Zhou Zishu crazy. He needed him,all of him—right now. He needed to feel him complete as he got on top of him and he lowered one hand under his ass and supported his weight while he reached between their bodies and grabbed the hard length of him. Wen Kexing didn't take time to enjoy that pleasure of touching him. He filled him with one strong thrust, burying himself to the hilt.He locked his knees and held him while he rode him, taking everything he offered, taking everything he was.Powerful arms pulled and jerked him onto his full length. Zhou Zishu's arms circled his neck and he pulled him into a kiss that drew blood. The warm invasion of his tongue, the taste of his blood in his mouth...he needed more.. He brushed the bite that would always mark his body. He rolled Zhou Zishu's body, hooked a leg over his arm. His re-entry was slow, each inch a testament of what he alone made possible: control.
"I love you so much," Zhou Zishu bluttered out. Changing the angle of his hips he pushed forward hard, needing every inch of him inside Zhou Zishu.
Shamelessly Zhou Zishu begged "More."
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