Neal burst through the door of the guest house, not stopping until we were in the bedroom. He went to dump me onto the bed, but I kept my arms around his neck, pulling him down with me. 

I playfully bit his bottom lip, eliciting a hiss from him. I grinned against his mouth. Neal's hands roamed my body, following every curve until he found the hem of my shirt. He slid his hand under the fabric. His warm, rough hand sliding along my skin, igniting the flames deep within. 

I still had my legs wrapped around his waist and I squeezed my legs around him tighter, pressing myself against him. I could feel him hard against me. 

"You taunt me," he growled. 

Neal moved his mouth to my neck, leaving open mouthed kisses and small nips along my skin. Everywhere he kissed and licked heat erupted, leaving me wanting more. I tipped my head back, giving him free reign, offering myself up to him. He licked and then kissed the pulse in my neck just as he had done before, and I let out a small moan.

His hands moved my shirt up before he broke the contact between us long enough to dispose of it. He smoothed his hands along my stomach, working them up until he slid his fingers under my bra, brushing along the edge. 

He pulled back, looking into my eyes. 

I unhooked my legs from around his waist, sliding them down the side of his legs. I moved my hands to the sides of his face, sliding them back until my fingers slid into his hair. It was as if his eyes were staring deep into my soul, heating me from the inside out. 

I opened myself up, testing to see if he was opening to me too. I felt a hunger so primal coming from him in waves, and it made heat pool low in my belly. 

I moved to put him under me, my knees on either side of him. I pressed myself to the growing bulge in his pants and pulled his shirt off, needing to feel his bare skin under my touch. I ran my hands down his body, my nails pressing in and leaving small red lines in their wake. 

Neal groaned beneath me, his eyes closed, and I smiled down at him. 

I bent over and ran my tongue along the red marks. I started from the waist of his pants, working myself up the rippling muscles, leaving open mouthed kisses as I moved up his body. 

Neal gripped my hips hard, his fingers digging into me and I left small bites along his skin near his clavicle. 

"Shit, Cyn," he hissed. He pushed his hips up, moving them against me. 

My core throbbed, ready for him. But I wanted to savor this moment. 

I glanced up at him, his half-closed eyes barely meeting mine, and that's when he, the Alpha, my Alpha, tipped his head back and exposed his neck to me. 

My breath hitched at the offering, and the trust that came with it. 

I moved my mouth up, leaving small licks and kisses until my tongue brushed over that throbbing pulse in his neck. I felt the erratic beat against my tongue and couldn't help but wrap my lips around the spot, my teeth biting down gently as his pulse fluttered like a caged bird between my teeth. His hips bucked up against me and I bit down a little harder. 

Whatever barriers were still up between us shattered and I could feel the full force of his desires wash over me. 

I released his neck in a gasp and he rolled us back over, putting himself on top and firmly between my legs. 

I looked up to see my teeth marks along his skin. Proof the Alpha had put his trust in me. 

Neal's ravenous eyes raked over my body before he slid one bra strap down, then the other, before he ripped the fabric of it entirely and tossed it aside. 

His rough hands followed every curve, his thumbs brushing over the nubs before he rolled them between his fingers. They hardened with his touch. 

"Neal," I moaned. He moved his mouth over mine, his tongue flicking into my mouth before he moved that mouth down, taking one hard nub into his mouth, licking and sucking before moving to the other. He responded with his own groan as I brushed by hands through his hair. 

I felt his head tilt up slightly as his mouth moved down my body, leaving small kisses and nips. I looked down to see him staring up as me as he made his way down to my pants. His tongue slipped beneath the band and my breath hitched, my fingers tightened in his hair. 

His eyes flashed amber and a low growl came from his mouth. Neal then pulled my pants and panties down in one quick motion and he turned his full attention between my thighs. His tongue flicked quick, small strokes. My hips lifted, pressing into his mouth. He opened his mouth, taking me in as he slid a finger inside me, working back and forth. My hands reached to my sides, grabbing the sheets in my hands as he licked and teased.

My hips pressed into the bed and my back arched. That desire grew. His need washing over me and through me becoming my own
I needed more of him. I needed his body pressed flush with mine, the heat of our bodies consuming each other.

My eyes closed tight as I writhed beneath him. Neal took great pleasure in my squirms. He slid another finger inside, stroking deep inside me.

"Please, Neal." My voice was barely a whisper as his mouth moved and sucked at my desire, growing that burning flame deep inside.

He pulled back, those eyes that deep amber color again. "Please what, Cynthia?" That primal gravel lacing his voice.

"I need you inside me. Now. Please." I whimpered as he stroked me. I could feel his control barely contained. He needed this as much as me.

Neal went up on his knees, licking his lips. My eyes traveled down his body to the tight bulge stretching the fabric on his jeans. Neal pulled his pants down, releasing himself. I bit my bottom lip. He went down on all fours, crawling up the bed toward me, his eyes locked with mine. Those glowing eyes locking me like prey. I needed him to devour me in all ways possible.

His mouth locked with mine, his tongue licking along my bottom lip where I had bitten. He pressed the tip of him firm against me, pressing little by little until he slowly pressed inside me.

A moan released from my throat and Neal took advantage of my open mouth to plunge his tongue inside as he thrust quick and deep.

I cried out and thrust my hips up into him. He then began to set the pace with long, sure strokes. My legs wrapped around his hips, pulling me as close as I could.

Neal cursed under his breath and slammed deep inside. He filled me completely, hitting every spot, just where he needed to be. As he thrust deep inside, he rolled his hips.

My hand went to Neal's back, my nails raking down is back. Neal began to pick up speed and that thick heat continued to grow deep inside. Building higher with each stroke.

Neal pulled out and back, his breath coming in heavy pants. "Roll over," he growled.

I did as he said and rolled over. Neal gripped my hips and pulled me closer. He adjusted my hips before he teased me with his tip, rubbing my opening.

He took a handful of my hair and pulled sharply as he slammed himself inside of me, somehow going even deeper. I cried out and moaned. I needed more and Neal did not hesitate to deliver.

I could feel him, his energy prickling along my skin. His barely contained wolf just under the surface. This was as animal as he got without shifting. I could feel it.

Neal kept a tight grip on my hips, his fingers digging in. He pulled one hand back and squeezed my ass before giving it a slap.

I could feel his rhythm falter slightly and I knew he was close. I could feel him closing in on that edge just as he was bringing me. He pulled back for a moment and had me turn back around. He slid back between my legs his eyes locked on mine as he began his long, sure strokes again.

Neal leaned in and locked his mouth over mine, rotating his hips before picking up speed again. Deeper, faster, building, bringing us both closer. I could feel it in my toes and my finger tips. My entire body about to unravel.

I tipped over that edge falling into that writhing pleasure just before Neal. I heard him curse under his breath again as he collapsed on top of me, still inside me. I felt like an exposed nerve. Neal moved slightly and it sent another wave through me. It was my time to curse.

Neal pulled back and laid by my side. We both panted.

As my brain was able to refocus I still couldn't believe that Neal had actually exposed his neck and allowed me to mark him. I tipped my head to the side looking at him. His head lulled to the side, looking back at me, a lazy smile across his lips.

Neal moved his head to give me a light kiss.

This man was mine. We were really doing this. We were going to merge and then we were going to defend our home and our people from Ophelia.