Page 36 of The Bleeding Hearts Club

“Fuck yes,” I sigh tilting my head to bare my neck to him. His hips push his cock deeper and I know he’s close to being fully seated inside me, and for some reason that makes me feel…unstoppable. Like fuck yes, I can take it. I can handle him. I want him. Only him. All of him. He was made for me and only me.

The coil within my core begins to tighten. The anticipation of his teeth piercing my skin again, paired with the obscene stretch of his cock inside me has me falling quickly into the throes of another earth shattering orgasm.

“I’m getting close,” I breath into the top of his head.

Theo’s grip on my hips tightens and he barely whispers, “Hold on,” before he rolls us over.

Being on top isn’t something I’m usually used to. I’ve only done it twice before this and they both ended with my exes making comments about how they couldn’t cum when they had to look at my belly like this, with my rolls in full view, and my double chin from their perspective. But as he leans back onto the pillows, his eyes widen, and I prepare myself for the scathing tone he will have, but it doesn’t come.

Theo stares at me in awe. His hands roam over my curves, rubbing soothing circles, and he just stares at me, taking in every inch of my being.

“You are a goddess sent to ruin me, Mina.” My heart flutters at his words and I smile down at him.

Sitting up, he lines back up with my entrance, and I slowly sink down on his length. For the first time all night, he bottoms out inside me, and I can feel every painstaking inch of him.

“Theo, I—” I pause. Am I really going to say this already? This soon.

“You don’t have to say anything you don’t feel comfortable with right now, sweetheart. But I want you to know something.” His hands lands on my hips, pushing and pulling me in his lap so my clit grinds against his pubic bone. The cool kiss of his skin against my hot center is making me lightheaded.

“I will devour you. Every inch. Every drop. Now and for all of eternity if you allow it. You’re mine, Mina. You told me I don’t have to shy away from you. You don’t have to either. Whatever negative thoughts you have about yourself?

“Wrong.” He punctuates the statement with a hard thrust that has me crying out, gripping his shoulders.

Theo’s wings wrap around me and the velvety feel rubs against my skin bringing my pleasure to new heights.

“If you’re worried about being too blunt?

“Wrong.” Another hard thrust.

His head lands against my shoulder and his lips graze my neck.

“And if you ever tell yourself I don’t love you…” My heart stutters.

“Wrong.”

Theo bites me in time with the last hard thrust before I find myself falling into oblivion as I cum. Starbursts break behind my eyelids, and my ears begin to ring. I can feel him move once, twice, and three times inside of me before his claws dig into my hips and he moans into my neck from where he’s quickly drinking me down.

My heart is full.

A week that I didn’t know anything about until two days before has suddenly changed my life forever because face it. I’m never going to be the same again. Theo has changed every dream, every plan, every possibility I had ever thought about. And I couldn’t be mire grateful.

My legs feel like Jell-o, but I don’t need to worry about because he quickly lays me on the bed and runs into the bathroom to grab a warm towel, cleaning up the mess we’ve made.

The house cleaners are going to hate me.

Theo barks a laugh, shaking his head as he wipes away the last traces of blood from my neck and chest.

“I’m pretty sure your room is the least of their worries, sweetheart. I heard an orgy the other night. I’m not exactly sure, but I’m almost positive it was three werewolves, two vampires, and a dragon shifter. Now, that is a mess I would hate to clean up.”

“I—” I’m stunned.

“Excuse me. Did you just say werewolves and dragon shifters.” My eyes bug out of my head and he looks at me confused.

“Uh, yeah. I figured you’d have figured it out when you found me in my room. I think you’re the only human on this island right now, babe.”

I look around and back to him. “You’re shitting me.”

“Nope,” he says popping the ‘p’.