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“Ssh,” Seamus soothed
her reassuringly, “This is all part of the pleasure. Don’t be in such a rush to
find the end.
Just feel.”
Seamus slowed his touches
but still didn’t stop as he spoke to her. His persistence made her want to
scream.

And this time when his
fingers pressed into her and he rubbed his thumb across her clit, Gemma was
overtaken by her orgasm. Lights burst around her and Gemma had exactly what she
wanted. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she rested it back on the bed
without a care in the world. Seamus lightly massaged her legs as he brought
them into a comfortable position. The room was silent as they both waited for Gemma’s
breathing to return to normal.

Chapter Five

“Ready for round two?” Seamus
knew his words and his teasing tone immediately caught Gemma’s attention. She
was suddenly alert, her exhaustion from her release left behind. He watched
from his position sitting next to her as she lifted her head to look up at him
wearily. Her eyes darkened with the intensity from her desire. They were nearly
red, a hot cinnamon. She was truly his match.

“What do you have in
mind?” Gemma sounded cautious but curious.

“I’ll go easy on you, I
promise,” Seamus grinned.

“I didn’t ask for
easy.”

“What is it you want
then?”

“I want everything you
can give me.” Seamus’ cock thickened unbearably tighter when Gemma followed up
her statement by licking her lips. Her sweet and innocent smile was his
undoing.

Seamus picked Gemma up from
the bed and held her in his arms as he turned to sit against the pillows and
placed her on top of his lap. Gemma straddled his hips and he used his hands on
her hips to pull her along his cock until it sat fully inside her. Then he
stilled her.

 
“Gemma, you are my mate, my treasure, and I
give you everything I am.
Ti
voglio
molto
bene
.”
Seamus remained purposely still while he talked to her. He simply wanted to
feel himself surrounded by her heat.

Gemma’s eyes shone with
tears. Seamus knew he’d never been this serious with her before. He needed to
open himself fully to her before he went away. Leaving a mate is opposite
anything a Valendite Breed is taught. He wanted to treasure her, keep her safe
and lavish her with attention. So early in the mating, they should be together
nearly always.

Gemma’s voice broke
when she finally responded to his declaration. “I love you too, Seamus. I think
you are everything I didn’t realize I needed.”

Kissing her tears from
her face, Seamus laughed, “I’m going to choose to take that as a compliment.”
Then he lifted her slightly and brought her back down onto his cock.

“Yes,” Gemma called out
at the sudden unexpected friction.

“Now onto the matter
between us,” Seamus said as he raised his eyebrows and grinned. “I want us to
drink from each other while I fuck you. Just. Like. This.” With each of his
last words, he drove himself deep inside her core.

Sparks
of bold colors ignited above their bodies as Gemma moved up and down on Seamus’
lap.
He knew she was ready to explode. Her tiny hands
reached up to hold onto his shoulders as he brought his lips down, first to
suck on one nipple and then the other. He drew the pebbled tip firmly into his
mouth. With each sucking motion, Gemma’s inner muscles grabbed onto his shaft
harder.

Gemma cried out as her
flesh quivered with her arousal. When Seamus tilted his head to the side, she
latched on instinctively and he sighed in delight. This was new for her and
Seamus had wondered how his mate would take to his blood. He needn’t have worried.
With just a few attempts to pierce his skin, Gemma found what she was seeking. His
blood slid between her lips and down her throat like an elixir. Her sucking
pulls setting his skin on fire from the inside. Seamus needed to bite into her.
He needed to taste her while she drew from him.

Seamus’s sharper teeth
sunk easily into Gemma’s flesh. Smoothly, he drew out her blood while resisting
the urge to take too much. He was certain his eyes were glowing as they met
hers with a hunger that spoke volumes about their connection. Their bond had
been formed, and sure enough, as he thought it, Gemma heard it. Seamus was
having a conversation with his mate inside his head. Just as his parents had
once told him, but still it was so much
like
a miracle
to him. Her confused thoughts came to him in a rush from inside her head.

She spoke through his
mind, “
It’s an ability I was fairly
certain we would have but was afraid to hope for.
”

Never having someone
inside his head before, it was slightly unnerving. Gemma had at least
experienced this with her sisters. Blended with the sizzling sensation of flow-one
from the other-was stronger than any sexual experience Seamus had ever had. He
felt truly bonded in every way now. They would always be close no matter their
distance. He’d ask more questions later. For now, he was going to experience
this new bond to a higher level.

They each slowed their
drinking and lapped hungrily at each other’s necks while Seamus placed his
hands at her sides and used what remained of his strength to bring her up and
down his cock. He paused and looked down to where their bodies joined before he
pushed in slowly, inch by inch, and could feel himself stretch her tiny channel.
They were a perfect fit. His cock was thick and her newly discovered muscles hugged
him tight. Goddess, he felt ten times bigger when he thought of being her
first.

“
Talk to me while we do this. Tell me how you feel
,” Seamus spoke
inside his head.

Gemma raised her head
from his neck and gave him a shy smile of innocence. “
I don’t know how to describe what I feel. It’s so new to me and it’s
not like anything
,” she paused in her thoughts to take in his down stroke,
“
It’s not like anything I’ve ever known
.”

 
She shifted and surprised herself by then
taking him in deeper. Her gasp delighted Seamus. Fuck, he was a smug bastard
and he knew it. “Sorry,” Seamus spoke aloud. Then he went silent again, relying
on his thoughts, “
You take the lead so
I’m sure it feels good for you
.”

Gemma grabbed onto his
arms for support and adjusted so she was sitting higher on Seamus, her legs
closed a bit more. “
Are you large?”

“
I’d like to say so but I guess I’m the right size for a Valendite Breed
.”

“
No comparing in the locker room?
” Gemma teased and Seamus laughed.

“
Sorry. Perhaps I can organize a line-up. Maybe call in the guys now
?”

“No,” Gemma answered aloud,
alarmed until she saw Seamus’s grin. Fuck if he’d let another man see his mate
like this in all her beautiful naked glory. He laughed at her large eyes and
then shifted his hips to push in firmly again.

“
How is that, beautiful
?”

“
So good, Seamus
,” Gemma answered. Her voice was even sweet in his
head.

“
I love when you say my name
.”

“
So if I keep saying it, will you make me come again
?”

“
Let’s try
,” Seamus tempted her. He was enjoying the playful side of
his mate. He’d been worried at first that she’d be fragile, scared or maybe too
serious; but Gemma had met him match-for-match at every turn. She was his
perfect mate.

Agreeing to this game,
he pulled her nearly all the way off him.

“
Hey, Seamus
!”
Gemma chastised him. He dropped her down onto his shaft, none too gently and he
saw the spark in her eyes as she remembered the rules. The game had begun. Once
she recovered from the sensations, she met his eyes, winked and said it again
inside his head, “
Seamus
”

Seamus pulled her back
up and down once again. She was light as a feather but still he made it look
like it took effort. Soon though, after a few more times of this motion, there
were no more games and no more laughing.

“
Seamus. Seamus. Seamus
,” Gemma was chanting his name as they both
reached their climax and came together in a sweaty mess of limbs and breaths.

“You are mine, beautiful,”
Seamus gasped as he closed his eyes and simply held her. “You belong to me now.
I plan to treasure you for all time.”

* * * *

In the few hours before
Seamus had to leave, she knew he wanted her to rest. The blood exchange was
taking some time to get used to and it left her tired. The large quantities
took her body time to adjust. All the effects she was feeling after spending
years researching fascinated Gemma. She’d honestly never contemplated what it
would feel like to experience them. She knew much more about the history of the
Circle of Magdalena
, which meant she
also knew women didn’t always find their mate. Gemma felt immensely blessed to
find Seamus.

“I wish you would
sleep,” Seamus whispered from beside her. The two mates lay side-by-side on
Gemma’s bed.

“I wish you would
sleep. You will need it far more than me in the next few days,” Gemma turned
her head to see Seamus. She wanted to drink him in, to get a picture in her
mind she could carry with her while he was away.

“I will be fine.
Valendite Breeds need less sleep on average.”

“Don’t start sprouting
Valendite facts at me. Remember your mate is one of the leading researchers in
the Valendite Breed. I kind-of know my stuff,” Gemma winked at Seamus before
getting up.

“Hey! Where are you
going,” Seamus asked while he tried to grab for her. Gemma evaded his grasp and
moved to the other side of the room.

“What restores your
power? Is there anything I can do to help with your strength before I leave?”
Seamus looked concerned and it did something crazy to Gemma’s insides. She
adored how he wanted to protect her. It felt good.

“The best thing is for
us to be surrounded by other
Circle of
Magdalena
women, especially those blood-related. It’s exactly why our
parents bought us the house so we could live together until we mated,” Gemma
explained.

“I could send for my parents
to come stay with you. They would love to meet you and you’d have my mother’s
energy close by…”

“No, please. I’ll be
worried and I need time to adjust. I promise if I need anything while you’re
away, I will make sure I take care of myself.”

“For now, I want to
take care of you. Come back so I can,” Seamus raised his eyebrows in a silly
gesture that made Gemma giggle like a little girl. She grabbed her camera from
her desk on the far side of the room.

“Here I come. I want a
photo of us.” Gemma climbed back into the bed and lay beside Seamus again. She
held the camera at arm’s length above them. “Say cheese.”

The flash went off
repeatedly before Seamus placed his hand over hers and snatched the camera. He
aimed it at her and took photo after photo.

“Enough. Stop, Seamus.
I hate my picture taken.” Gemma wrinkled her nose at him to get him to listen
to her and then she tried to wrestle the camera out of Seamus’s grasp. When she
got it, she knew it was only because he allowed it. His strength was not something
she’d be able to overcome without putting a little magic behind it.

Seamus was laughing.
“As adorable as your little nose twitch is, I dare say there may be something
my little researcher doesn’t know. Your power won’t work on me.”

“What?” Gemma turned to
him in surprise.

“It’s a fact. You won’t
be able to compel me any more than I can you. It’s the Goddess’ way of allowing
mates to retain a bit of free will,” Seamus explained.

“How is it that you
know this and I don’t?”

Seamus shrugged. Gemma
noticed he wore the adorable grin she loved so much. Picking the camera back up
to her face, she took a bunch of shots of Seamus looking delicious against her
purple bed linens. His tanned skin stood in contrast and defined the muscles
running the length of his arms as he stretched them overhead.

“Ok. Since you won’t go
to sleep and I don’t want to get out of this bed yet, talk to me. Tell me all
about Gemma Sinster. I know three of your sisters pretty well but you are all
so different.”

“We are?” Gemma was
intrigued by his assessment of their personalities. And she knew he would have
known Layla and Eloise well but which other had he gotten to know? And why was
she feeling a bit jealous?

Seamus nodded.

“Do tell,” Gemma
prompted him.

“Well, first there’s
Layla who for all intents and purposes is very shy. She’s quite content to let
Madden do most of the talking. Honestly, I don’t know how he doesn’t scare the
shit out of her.”