60.ANGEL

I wasn’t sure whether he was being serious or not. He looked serious, but the emotion in his eyes was hard to read. Before I could really think it through, Nate started moving.

My mouth dropped open in a silent moan and my eyes fluttered closed, but I instantly forced them open again.

I wanted to watch him.

I wanted to know the exact moment he lost control.

But Nate was making it hard to concentrate on anything.

He moved his hips in a way that made his lower stomach rub my clit with every thrust.

Spreading my legs wider, I wrapped them higher up his waist and dug my heels into his meaty ass.

My hands slipped over his shoulders and down his back as far as I could reach. I used my nails to scratch him lightly.

Nate sucked in a sharp breath.

I took that as a good sign and repeated the action.

He growled. “Keep doing that and this will be in the blink of an eye.”

I smiled at him and repeated my actions.

Snarling, he stopped moving and lowered his upper body. He hooked one arm around his waist and slipped his other arm slightly under my back. Gripping the back of my neck, he lowered his head and captured my lips in a bruising kiss.

I was aware of him adjusting his legs slightly.

And then he started moving.

He started moving faster.

I broke the kiss, scared that I might bite him.

Lowering his head, he pressed his face against the crook of my neck. Nate stayed like that for a few seconds before he started kissing me. His tongue flicked out every few seconds to taste my skin.

I shuddered, digging my nails into his skin.

My stomach clenched, the pleasure increasing.

He shifted slightly and hit something that made my body jerk and crash over the edge. I cried out, clinging to him tighter.

Nate stilled, cock buried deep inside me, but he didn’t come. He held still for a few minutes and then started moving again.

I tilted my head back to give him better access as his lips moved down my neck. His back arch, one arm slipping from behind my back to move between our bodies.

A gasp fell from my lips when he pinched my clit between two fingers. His lips moved lower over my left breast, down to my nipple. He sucked on it, tongue flicking out to circle my nipple.

I could feel another orgasm rising.

It wasn’t the only thing I was feeling.

Nate’s cock was getting bigger.

The feel of his cock swelling no longer came as a surprise to me. I was anticipating the pleasure I knew it would bring.

And thankfully I didn’t have to wait that long.

The orgasm hit me the moment he sank his teeth into my breast, right over my nipple.

My body twitched, mini orgasms hitting me as I felt the warmth of him coming inside me.

He was trembling.

All my focus was on him.

Until the pain of his bite registered.

It hurt more than Mason and Lucas’s bite.

I winced when he pulled his teeth free and started licking the bite. My body slowly relaxed again. Letting out a sigh, I reached up and slipped my hands into his hair.

The feel of his tongue on my skin and the high of the numerous orgasms left me feeling relaxed. If I hadn’t just woken up, I was sure that I would probably have fallen asleep again.

“Why did you mark me there?” I asked him softly to break the silence.

Nate slowly raised his head to look down at me. His lips twitched and then slowly curled into a smile. For a moment his eyes dropped to my chest and then darted back up to mine.

“Now I have an excuse to get you naked,” he growled. “I do need to nurse my mark until it heals.”

“You were mad at Mason because we had sex,” I pointed out.

“That was because you weren’t feeling good.” His smile faded. “Are you still feeling sick?”

“No,” I told him.

Reaching up, I played with the short strands of hair that fell onto his forehead. His hair was getting longer. I hoped he wasn’t planning on cutting it anytime soon.

“What are you thinking about?” Nate asked softly. “Do you regret stepping into that portal?”

I frowned at him. “Why would you ask me that?”

“You look sad. I thought maybe you were thinking about home and regret doing what your friends wanted you to do.”

“This is my home, isn’t it?”

“You know it is,” he said softly. “This is your home and your kingdom. You can change it however you want to.”

I was silent for a few seconds before I answered him. “I don’t really want to change anything. And I wasn’t sad about what happened to me. I already made peace with being here. I was just thinking that your hair has gotten longer and that you’ll probably be cutting it soon.”

His smile was back. “You don’t want me to cut it?”

I ran a hand through his hair again.

“I like it when it’s long.”

His eyes darted over my face. “My mind has been too preoccupied lately to think about cutting my hair.”

“Preoccupied with what?”

Nate lowered his head and started kissing my neck again.

“You,” he muttered in between kisses.

My breathing increased when he slowly started moving again. His arm wrapped around my waist to hug me against his body as he sat up. He gripped the back of my neck and tilted my head back to capture my lips.

There was something I wanted to ask him, but I couldn’t remember what.

His hands slipped down my back to my ass. Gripping my ass tightly, he started moving again. Slowly at first and then faster. Breaking the kiss, his lips moved down again, the tip of his tongue dipping into the hallow created by my collarbone.

I shivered.

Nate’s mouth dipped lower.

An unexpected orgasm hit me when he licked his mark.

Nate groaned, hips jerking. His cock swelled again and a moment later he followed me over the edge.

Curses fell from his lips. He moved and then surprised me when he just fell back, landing on his back with me sprawled on top of him.

“I try to control myself around you,” he said softly, “but when your pussy squeezes me so tightly, I lose every ounce of control and it makes me feel like a little boy again.”

I smiled and shifted slightly to get a little more comfortable.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“It’s personal.”

He thrust up into me, making me gasp. “Can’t get any more personal than this, honeybee.”

“How old were you when you lost your virginity?”

Nate didn’t answer me immediately and for a moment I feared that I had done the wrong thing by asking him that. He cleared his throat and reached up to play with the braid.

“I think I was fifteen,” he finally answered. “It wasn’t really that memorable. Didn’t last long either. Now that I think of it, it’s a kind of embarrassing story.”

“Oh.”

“We had a lot of women throwing themselves at us while we were growing up,” he muttered. “They all had one thing in mind and that was to trap us in marriage. Mother made sure to lecture us when she found out. She didn’t want some woman to get pregnant and take over her title.”

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

“For what? You’re not the reason we have a bitch for a mother.”

“I know.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “When I was younger, I used to envy the other kids. They had parents who loved them and would do anything for them while we had a mother who was all too happy to hand us over to her servants whenever she could.” Nate paused. “Now I’m happy that we were raised the way we were. If it had been different, I’m sure that we wouldn’t be who we are today.”

“I love who you are.”

Nate tensed, making me frown. I thought back to what I had said and grimaced. We never talked about our feelings. There was never the mention of love even though I knew that I was starting to fall for them.

Pushing my palms to the mattress, I sat up slightly and blinked down at him.

His eyes instantly locked with mine.

Colour flooded my cheeks when he raised an eyebrow.

“H-hi,” I stuttered.

Nate chuckled. “Love, huh?”

Swallowing, I licked my lips and then nodded. “I love you.”

He didn’t answer me immediately. For a moment, I thought I had made a mistake by telling him that. But then he smiled and reached up to cup my cheek as he raised his upper body to capture my lips in a slow kiss.

“I love you, honeybee.”