Madden traced the
Magdalena
Circle
sign just above Layla’s right breast with his tongue. The sign showed Layla’s soul sin was lust, which meant until meeting him she’d not experienced such sexual desire. Layla must have known that he was her mate immediately by her desire at the bar when they first saw each other. Madden understood why she ran. Such intense feelings after so many years of life with no type of desire must’ve been frightening.
Madden continued to lick and suck at the spot
that
bore her sign
as her moans grew louder. Clearly, this felt good
to
her. Perhaps the skin near her sign was sensitive. Madden grinned at the thought as he watched
Layla whimper
with
desire
and
toss
her head back and forth against the pillow. Madden’s
own
desire grew with each sound from his mate. He grunted as he moved down the length of her body, licking from her breasts to her belly button where he swirled his tongue around until she called out his name, “Madden.
Madden.
” He loved his name on her lips as she looked so thoroughly flushed.
“What is it, Layla
l
ove
?”
“I need more.” Layla spoke so quietly, so timidly, Madden knew she was uncertain. He couldn’t wait to be the man who brought out her confidence in bed, the one who taught her how to find satisfacti
on for all her sexual needs.
“
Then I will give you more
,” Madden moved further down to the tiny thatch of curls just above her core. He rubbed his nose into her curls and smelled the rich aroma of her desire. It was
like
chocolate
and honey, tickling his nose
and causing his hunger to multiply. He sat up on
his knees and looked up her body before placin
g one hand on her belly and moving
his other to stroke her curls, skimming the apex of her core as he readied her for him.
With one finger, he explored deeper, pressing along her wet folds. Layla shook beneath his hand but he kept her still. “No moving, love. Jus
t enjoy.” Suddenly right where he wanted to be,
Madden
felt in no hurry. Time stood still as he prep
ared her for him. She grew
wet
ter
as
her
sweet moa
ns grew
louder
and he knew he’d always remember this one moment when he
claimed
his mate.
“It is incredible. I can feel not only my own desire but yours as well,” Layla’s
high-pitched
voice fought for the breath to finish her words
.
“
Yes, m
y need
and
your need
.
T
hey
’
re connected.
It’s
part of the claiming, Layla
l
ove.
”
If possible, Madden grew even harder as he let himself consider
being bound to someone
so seemingly perfect
for eternity.
Madden smiled
, allowing his need to wash through him so he could hold onto this moment
. She was perfect for him. He sank one finger deep inside her channel and she pushed against his hand again.
He palmed his own erection with a promise of more to come.
“Please. Please. Please,” Layla began chanting and ended his resolve. F
rom
all the wetness on his fingers, he imagined she must be ready for him. He brought his moist fingers to his lips and licked them, sucking them into his mouth as Layla watched. Her eyes were sparkling
.
S
mall embers releas
ed
from them like lightning bugs in the nig
ht sky. It was
her
magic
and it was beautiful
.
Madden secured her knees in each of his arms and placed himself at her core, opening her to his body and slowly pushed himself inside. Working to control his own need,
he
shift
ed
just an inch at a time
and
allowed
her
to accommodate him slowly.
Their eyes remained connected and he was vigilant for any sign of
discomfort
. It would destroy him to know he’d caused her pain.
Just
when he felt a slight resistance and knew he was
at
her barrier, Madden used his fingers to arouse her
clit
, bring the flood of pleasure to that small tip,
and push
Layla to the edge of orgasm. He watched as first she tried to understand the feelings flooding her
and
then to fight them
.
F
inally
, Layla
simply
gave
herself over to him.
J
ust as she was going over the edge, he pushed himself f
a
rther inside and she screamed out her first orgasm.
There would be more
tonight
.
Madden was mesmerized. Small droplets of sweat had formed along
Layla’s
forehead
.
H
er
skin glistened, her cheeks and chest flushed and her eyes closed. Long strands of
strawberry
blonde hair swirled
along the pillow
like ribbons. When he p
ulled out a small bit and then fully seated himself within her, her eyes spr
a
ng open again.
“We aren’t
finished, love,” Madden
explained as he
smiled at her surprise.
“I can’t possibly…” Layla’s words were cut off by Madden’s thrust
.
He
positioned
himself
carefull
y so she would feel him rubbing along that same sensitized clit. Her breathing immediately sped up and she fought for
air
as her back arched with every thrust.
”Oh, you most certainly can. And you most certainly will.” Madden leaned down and took her lower lip between his teeth, lightly nipping at her flesh and then soothing it with his tongue.
Stretching his body upwards, his eyes found where their bodies now joined. Her light
reddish
curls glistened
with her arousal
.
Layla hugged
him tightly
with her thighs, so close that
t
heir curls tangled
together
, creating a joining of their own.
It was an amazing sight.
“Look down, Layla,
and
see how perfect we look together.” His voice was riddled with lust and he flexed inside her again, pushing himself and spreading her wider still.
Madden watched as Layla’s eyes sought out their connection. Her golden eyes swirl
ed
, mesmerized and transfixed as she watched him shift his hips back, drag his cock out and then
allow her grip to pull him back again.
She whimpered and pushed her hips forward to meet his thrust.
He never stopped
his
thrusting
.
Madden
work
ed
to overwhelm
Layla
with sensation
so all that existed was the two of them.
H
is cock strok
ed
over her clit,
and
touch
ed
the tip of her core
wi
th every forward
motion
.
H
is chest abrad
ed
her sensitive nipples
while he bent
his mouth
to
hers
to complete the joining
.
Feeling his own
imminent release
,
Madden
used his sharp teeth to
nip just a bit harder on Layla’s
lower lip, dr
a
w
ing
blood to the surface so he could take just another small sip,
and assure himself she would sleep well at his side this night.
Later, he would take the vein in her neck where the sensations would be most erotic but she wasn’t ready yet.
Her blood was
a warm
, salty syrup that coated his throat as he
allowed the power of it to wash through him
.
For now, this would satisfy him.
Layla
bucked at the dual penetration
—
his teeth
sunk
into her flesh and his cock
sunk
into her core
—
and she came with such shocking strength
that
her walls hugged his cock and drew out every bit of life it had to give. Madden came hard, more than he
ever
had before. His cock refus
ed to soften
which was
a common ailment he’d heard
about
from other mated males. It was how they assured a complete joining by not allowing for i
mmediate separation.
Already their mating had begun. F
or
the rest of their time on earth
,
Madden and Layla
would take their sustenance
in one another.
As a woman in the
Magdalena C
ircle
, she was a destined mate of a Valendite Breed.
While she provided him strength and life through her blood, his blood would bring her lengthened life. They would now live and die together.
Madden
remained inside of her as they held each other and waited for sleep to take them.
He hated for this time to end.
* * * *
Layla couldn’t believe what had just happened. She needed to gently extricate herself from his hold and find
a
way to calm herself. She’d fallen asleep in Madden’s arms after the most amazing experience. Damn, she couldn’t think about that now. The events to come
—
the
Acclimation, the Pronouncement
—
couldn’t be denied now and she was feeling trapped, suffocated and completely out of control. Everything Layla had ever feared was coming true. She was mated and it would never end.
After at least an hour of edging herself from the bed, Layla sat
in her library
.
It was nearly dawn and
Madden still lay
soundly sleeping
in her bed
.
Layla couldn’t believe
what she had done, what it felt like, what she still felt like hours later
.
Nothing her mother had ever told
her and her sisters
had prepared
Layla
for the overwhelming feelings that twitched in
her belly or the need that gripped her with every movement she made.
Her need for
Madden
was consuming her thoughts. She couldn’t think of anything but being joined with him again
, even after feeling so fulfilled last night.
“Mother,” Layla whispered.
Her tone was perturbed
and
frustration color
ed
the edges of her words.
She knew her call worked
when she saw the
quick
puff of smoke and
the unmistakable purple swirls that
coalesced
into her mother’s form.
Layla was just as amazed by her mother’s ability to transport as she’d been the first time she saw the
translucent
figure
bec
o
me more corporeal until it melded into
the
solid form
of her mother.
Her mother’s powers were extraordinary and Layla couldn’t imagine ever being so powerful despite her mother’s continual reassurances to all her daughters.
H
er mother cast her eyes upon
Layla and seemed to understand right away how upset she was
.
“Layla, why so forlorn?”
Chiara asked her daughter.
“Mother, don’t you know?” Layla
fought to keep her voice steady as she talked
,
but now that her mother was so close, she wanted
her mother
to h
o
ld
her
like a c
hild again
.
She wanted to
cry into her mother’s shoulder as her arms kept her safe from the world. But what might her mother think? Instead
,
Layla bowed her head and pulled a
springy
lock of her
long
hair across her cheek to block her face.