Insight

Bastian called at eight o’clock that night, just as he said he would. Onyx told him about the trip into Kirkwood. He wasn’t happy about it but he understood. He talked to Eve briefly, claiming that he would be back the following day.

Eve didn’t mind that he was gone. Actually, it made her feel calmer. She laid in her bed that night, staring into her coffee mug of sedum tea. Onyx watched her take a sip of it before leaving her to rest. Eve did not finish the drink. She now knew about the side effects and she wanted to stop them.

She dumped the cup into the bathroom sink once she was alone. She laid down that night, listening to the disgruntled growls of her wolf. The she-beast hated the tea, but she couldn’t contain her frustration about seeing Anna without escaping. Eve tried to drown out the sounds of her inner wolf, at least just to get some rest.

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As if living through a memory, Eve found herself in the Dolan’s country estate. This is where she and Flint lived before moving into the manor. This was the place that came to her mind anytime someone mentioned the word ‘home’.

Eve was sitting on the dresser in her underwear. Her slender, athletic body was surprising to her for a moment, though she couldn’t discern the reason. Flint stood in front of her. His emerald eyes were producing jolts of electricity through her body as they grazed hungrily over her throat.

This was familiar. So familiar that Eve even knew where in time she found herself. This was the day that StarLight pack had accepted her and also the day she’d mated with Flint. Her thoughts were swept away when his lips met hers.

Flint heaved a sigh before grabbing her thighs. He lifted her off the dresser and laid his back on the bed. It took a moment for Eve to realize she was now straddling him. Only when her hair fell into her face, did she draw away from his lips. She sat up and ran her hand nervously through her hair, pushing it back. His eyes lit up and his muscles tensed, thrusting her upward with his lap.

Eve was shocked when her back arched at his movement, sending hot jolts throughout her body. A quiet moan escaped her lips, she knew she wanted him. All of him. She was ready for this; she just hadn’t recognized it.

Hearing that small noise from her seemed to push Flint over the edge. He couldn’t be apart from her a moment longer. He sat up and wrapped her in his arms. He buried his face in her hair while flipping her onto her back.

Eve felt him pull the bra off of her with force, she found herself pushing her skin against his. She was absorbing his heat as if it was all she would ever need. She found herself fumbling with the button on his pants.

He sat on his knees, pulling apart from her lips to stand. Eve sat up without thinking, unable to remove her eyes from his muscular abdomen. Her gaze trailed down toward his hips without effort. He dropped his remaining clothing quickly as if he were unafraid of her reaction.

She had never seen a naked man before. Not all of him and not clearly. An eruption of nerves unleashed themselves deep in her stomach. No amount of anatomy knowledge had prepared her for what she saw in front of her now.

She lay back down when she felt Flint’s eyes watching her admire him. Eve suddenly felt very exposed. He knelt on the edge of the bed and pulled her panties away before tossing them to the side. Eve knew this would happen, yet she felt suddenly anxious.

Flint kissed her lips gently, feeling her embarrassment and fear. He used his hands to separate her knees, his pelvis was hovering above her... Just above her. She could nearly feel him, her body ached for him as his scent filled her senses.

He relaxed down slowly on his thighs, pressing himself to her. Eve felt his hardness throbbing against her. She felt a rush of fear flow through her, but his warmth seemed to soothe it. He kissed her again, his taste soaking into her tongue.

He pulled away from her to make eye contact. He wanted to make sure she wanted this; she was giving him her purity and he knew that she was afraid. She locked eyes with him, seeing his asking. Eve smiled nervously, conveying her feelings without ever saying a word. It was then Flint positioned himself and slowly pushed himself into her.

Eve yelped at the feeling of him piercing the space between them. A wild growl resonated in his chest as he closed his eyes with pleasure. His hips began to move in a smooth motion. A wild fire was now burning between them. Heating them both to the core.

Soon, Flint was unable to slow his thrusts. Eve began moaning again, this time louder as the world seemed to fade away around them. Her previous pain quickly gave way to a new feeling, one she couldn’t describe.

Flint felt her clutch his shaft as her back began to arch, her thighs trembled around him. It was if her pulse aligned with his. His breath was ragged as he failed to suppress a deep groan in his throat.

Eve felt the fire building within her. She couldn’t control it. She grabbed at his back desperately, unaware as to what feeling would next rage through her. As her nails grazed over his skin, Flint felt her entire body tense. He couldn’t help but smile into her shoulder, understanding the sensations flooding her veins.

She moaned breathily, her volume raising slightly with each smooth thrust of her mate. Soon she was nearly screaming; her voice was breaking as her body washed over with an intense pleasure. Flint could feel it... Ecstasy rolled through her and crashed into him.

He slowed down his rhythm and looked into her sapphire eyes. A not-so-subtle pulse began to grow somewhere in his gut. Flint let another deep growl fill his throat as he became rougher with his movements once again.

Eve felt her chest rumble as a small growl escaped her in return. Flint shuddered for a moment above her, before gazing down at her face. He glistened with sweat; his gaze seemed to be fascinated with hers. He smiled gently as he brushed the hair from her forehead.

“You’re mine.” He whispered while looking down at his mate.

“I’m yours...” She responded breathily. Her head was still dizzy from their intimacy.

“I’m going to mark you. It will hurt.” He watched her reaction closely as he spoke.

She simply turned her head, exposing the right side of her neck. He kissed her tender skin, moving his lips down to where her neck met her trapezius muscle. Eve released a small whimper as he bit into her and pulled his teeth from her flesh.

He rose to look at her and she saw the blood on his bottom lip. She had done it... She had been marked by her mate. He turned his head to her as well, revealing his muscular neck. She placed a gentle kiss on his matching muscle before biting into him.

The pain made him tense his body, pushing himself farther into her. Eve gasped, releasing his flesh from her teeth. She could smell him all over her and she loved it. He wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his thumb, before pressing his lips to hers.

He pulled away from her and lay beside her. Neither one moved as the cool air brushed over their heated bodies. Her instincts told her she needed to touch him again, so she let herself. She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. She pulled one of her knees over his thighs and he moved to hold her against his side.

“So, what happens tomorrow?” Eve asked in a drowsy tone.

“I go back to work. You start working.” Flint said, nearly asleep.

“Is this how it’s supposed to be?” Sleepiness slurred her words.

“What do you mean?” He stirred back awake.

“Like this...” She sighed the response. “I know nothing about you, but you’re mine.”

“Yes, Eve. This is what it’s supposed to be like.” He relaxed and closed his eyes again.

“That could be good.” She breathed, fading into sleep.

“Yeah...” Flint smiled. “This could be good.”

This was the beginning of their life together. Rest had overtaken the memory while, at the same time, it reminded her that this was real. It had happened. Eve belonged to Flint, just as much as he belonged to her.