"They've given their blessings for us to find happiness. With each other—as fate has destined. Even if it's only for a day."
The silence was charged with her emotions. In her indecision, she let down her walls and I was able to enter her thoughts. Flashes of my face ran through her mind wildly. Her love for me was so evident it was difficult to watch. Her years of tears and pain matched my own. I pulled her into my mind. My gift was reading thoughts. I was capable of sending thoughts as well. My words were not enough—maybe my memories would be.
"Watch," I said quietly. "See me."
She closed her eyes, dropped to the bed and rocked like a child as I let her into my head and my soul. Thousands of scenarios of us together, and me alone and pining for her, entered her mind. The depths of my feeling and need for her blasted into her head as tears poured from both of us. My loneliness and hopelessness invaded her and her own shot back at me. My worry at her seeing every corner of my mind was outweighed by my need to make her believe me.
"See me, Raquel. Please see me," I said quietly as I knelt on the floor next to her and took her in my arms. "I have nothing without you."
Her body softened and her crying subsided to sniffles. "I have nothing without you either," she whispered.
"Mate with me. Be mine," I said.
Her pause felt like a knife in my gut. Her eyes searched mine and I stared back steadily, willing her to give me the answer I wanted.
"Yes," she said as she buried her face in my chest. "Yes, Heathcliff, I will mate with you."
Chapter 11
We both sat in silent shock for a few moments as we watched each other carefully.
"My instinct is to bite you really fast in case you change your mind," I said as I held her tightly to my body.
"You're smooshing me," she said with a giggle.
"Sorry," I muttered, relaxing my hold but not letting her go. "Kind of excited here."
"Will it hurt?" she asked as she traced my dimples with her finger.
"No clue," I answered with a grin. "Never done it before."
She straddled my legs and pressed her forehead to mine.
"I love you, Heathcliff. I still don't know if this is the right thing to do. I'm scared, but I have never wanted anything more in my life."
"Do you think after we're mated we'll be able to stop throwing shit at each other?" I asked as I tangled my fingers in her hair.
"Oh my God." She laughed. "I'm being serious here."
"Me too," I said with a smirk. "I feel happier and more free than I’ve ever felt in my very long life. This is the right thing to do. Scary? Yes. Scary enough to stop me? Absolutely not. Come what may. I want you more than I want to go on alone. You ready?"
"Ummm… yes. I think. Oh shit, this is terrifying," she said as she let her head drop back on her shoulders.
I lifted her up and laid her on the bed. I settled in next to her and pulled her close. "Think about it this way. I'm scared every time I go into battle. Do I show it? No. Do I feel it? Yes. If I didn't feel trepidation, it would mean I'd gotten careless or didn't care at all. Nothing in our world worth having should be easy to get. It should be worth dying for. You are worth dying for. With everything I am, I mean that."
"You’re worth dying for too," she said. She took my face in her hands and kissed me—opening up to me like she never had before. It was glorious and humbling. I knew we had only scratched the surface of being one.
"This is the beginning of our love story. Whether we are on this plane or some other, I will love and worship you for eternity."
"Back at you, sexy pants. Let's do it."
Her laugh went all through me and my grin practically split my face.
"I thought you'd never ask," I said as my fangs descended and every muscle I had tightened to the point of pain.
We slowly leaned into each other's necks and bit down. The explosive feeling that rocked my entire being was unlike anything I'd ever known. It went straight to my cock and the orgasm was mind blowing. Her blood ran sweet down my throat and her body writhed in a sensual dance against mine.
In a frenzy, we tore the clothes from our bodies. It was inhuman and sexier than Hell. There was no way to be close enough. Her moans of desire made my head spin. Her curves felt like Heaven beneath my hands. I ran my open mouth from her neck to her breast and licked and sucked until she was a whimpering mess underneath me. It took everything I had not to plunge into her body immediately. I intended to worship every inch before I pounded into her.
"Oh my God," she screamed. "I need you."
"You've got me," I hissed through clenched teeth as my fingers found her wet channel and the heel of my palm pressed down on her throbbing clit. "You have all of me."
"Make love to me," she begged. Her hips met the thrusts of my hand and she cried out in pleasure as an orgasm ripped violently through her body. "I need more."
I positioned myself between her legs with Vampyre speed. My cock ached and the tingling in my spine dictated my actions. Slow was impossible. I needed her like I needed blood to live.
"I love you," I growled as I entered her body, not stopping until I was fully seated inside her.
I paused for only a brief second to enjoy the feeling of her tight body wrapped around my cock, but the look of lust and love in her eyes set me off. She was mine—body, mind and soul. Finally.