Sinner

Part 18 Stuck for eternity

When my body finally stops convulsing, I realize my fangs were embedded in Keenan's neck. A light tang of copper coats my mouth. I hastily command my fangs to retract. Licking the puncture marks, I try to soothe his injury and hasten the healing process. One of my hands is tightly clasped with Keenan's while one of my arms still wound loosely around his neck. What happened? I think I blacked out for a moment during my orgasm.

Trying to recover my senses, a tingling starts in my palm which is clasped to Keenan's. It rapidly evolves into a raging inferno which spreads to the skin of my whole hand, choking the breath out of me. Keenan snaps his eyes wide open and hiss in sudden unexpected pain as he entwines our fingers tighter, bringing it to his heart.

The burning went out as fast as it started, and when it subsides, it left a mark on the back of our enjoined hands.

"What's this?" I ask Keenan, a puzzled look on my face.

Instead of replying me, he counters my question with one of his own, "Did you chant the mating ritual words during our orgasm? How did you learn the words?" His eyes are wary and suspicious, scrutinizing me closely.

Giving him a blank look, I ask, "What mating ritual? What special words? What the hell is going on?" The beginnings of temper flaring, I belligerently accuse, "Did you cause this?" raising the back of my hand where the mark is and pointing at it.

At my accusation, Keenan visibly relaxes. The wariness leaves his eyes and he patiently explains, "That mark, my dear, is a True Mate mark. It means we're stuck together for eternity. You won't be able to have sex with others, except for me alone".

"Does that also mean you won't be able to have sex with others too?" I query, feeling that it'll be extremely unfair if I'm the only one who's tied down in this pairing.

"Yes," he assures readily without hesitation. "And, you won't be able to have children with other males unless that male happens to be me," a trace of glee tinging his statement.

My eyes widen in surprise at his revelation. Being stuck to Keenan for life is no hardship at all. He's easy on the eyes and compared to the other males, they pale drastically in comparison whether it's in the looks, capability or personality department. I pause in my thoughts and my eyes rove up and down his face and body. After having sex with him, I won't want to have sex with others. He's set the bar too high for others to overtake.

He's mine alone. All mine. Mine. I roll that idea in my mind, happiness flooding me. The man I love will be faithful to me always. I'll be having his children. Our sons will be as intelligent and handsome as their father. Somehow that particular thought fills me with joy.

As if he heard my thoughts, Keenan chuckles and remarks, "Thanks for the high praise, I'll endeavour to do my best in future and outshine myself".

"Where'd you hear me praising you? I didn't speak," I say cautiously, aware I haven't spoken a word previously extolling his virtues.

"Wait," he puts a hand up to halt my barrage of questions. "Before I answer that, have I told you I love you? For the record, I love you. I've loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I think you impressed me with your fainting skills," he mercilessly teases. Kissing my forehead, he adds as he looks into my eyes, "I'll be yours forever and faithful to you only".

My face blushes furiously with embarrassment at being caught with my private thoughts. "You can read my mind!" I slap his chest, "That's an invasion of privacy!" and pretend to be offended.

He catches my hands and brings them to his lips. He grins boyishly, "Yes, True Mates can converse telepathically. That's one of the perks. Learn to shield your thoughts, love". The careless endearment turns my heart over and I instantly forgave him for intruding into my thoughts.