It was pure, sheer pleasure.
And it was everything.
For those moments, nothing else existed for me.
Just Oliver King.
And his gorgeous silver eyes.
And so many orgasms.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
king
We were both a little out of it when our bodies finally unlocked.
Carmen caught her breath in my arms, cuddled up against my chest. One of her hands was wrapped loosely around my bicep, like she was worried I might try to leave.
She had nothing to worry about.
I'd been hers for years.
"Well, that was wild," she finally murmured.
"No kidding."
"Heat can't be any more intense than that, can it?" she asked.
"I think it can."
"Fuck."
"Fuck," I agreed.
The Preparing for Immortal Mate Bonds classes that I'd been forced to take had emphasized that the sex would be even better after sealing a mate bond. I'd assumed they were exaggerating.
They weren't.
"We should probably nap." Carmen's lips brushed my skin with her words.
"Probably."
"Set an alarm, though. We have the game."
"We can skip the game and stay in bed."
She swatted my chest lightly. "You have teeth to knock out."
I grunted. "Jude will knock the teeth for me. He fights the most anyway."
"Set the alarm. We're going. Parkin will cost us the game if you're not there to help, and the team that hurt my shoulder will get exactly what they were aiming for. "
Being away from Carmen while my possessiveness was raging would be brutal, but going to the game would make a statement.
I had an idea about how to make a louder statement, too. One that might erase the target on her back for good.
"Fine." I grabbed my phone long enough to text my pack and set an alarm, and dropped it next to me on the bed when I was done.