Can I really belong to him?
What does it all mean?
Kim’s thoughts filtered into his brain as Larimar tried to catch his breath against her cinnamon scented hair.
“Yes, you can. And it will be just like this,” he grunted trying to catch his breath.
"Reading my mind?”
“Yeah, that, and this. This is exactly what it will be like from now on, baby,” he whispered into her ear.
He held her as she shivered and tiny little orgasmic aftershocks raced through her and straight to his cock. He was still out of breath and feeling so damn good he never wanted to move. Then she hit him.
The whack to his shoulder was startling, but not as much as when she jumped up, jostling him off her sweet, warm body. What the heck? She met his wide eyed stared even as her chest heaved with her own struggle to breathe correctly.
“You called me mate. I know what that means. You claimed me!”