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Lexi's POV:

I felt a little sore and slight pain as he pushed in. My mind was in a haze, and my breath was loud and labored.

I felt it was unfair that he made me orgasm twice, yet I couldn't get him to do the same. All I wanted was to make him go crazy over me and bind him with me even deeper.

His nose touched the skin of my neck, making me relax. His warm breath tickled my skin slightly before his warm lips touched it.

"Is it still painful?" he asked huskily without making any movements.

Yes, it was still slightly painful, but I didn't want him to feel bad or pull out. We both wanted this, so I wasn't going to say anything to ruin our moment.

I moved my hands and touched his face gently, making him look at me. He had a pained expression on his face and in his eyes that I could see. He was doing everything in his power to hold himself back.

Even without words, I could feel how much he cherished and loved me. I too wanted to show him how much I adored him.

"I want to feel more than this, please," I pleaded huskily, then lightly kissed his lips.

He deepened the kiss and shifted a bit, making me hold my breath at the fullness of his length.

When he pulled out and slammed back in, I threw my head back and blinked back tears. The pain was getting a little intense, but I was ready to bear it all.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, then grabbed my hips with his hands and began thrusting in and out of me slowly.

I closed my eyes for a second, feeling his length hit a certain spot that made my knees weaken and caused my nipples to harden. A form of sheer pleasure was engulfing me just having him hit that spot over and over again.

A shiver spread throughout my body when he leaned in and kissed my lips tenderly as he picked up the pace.

My arms went around his shoulders as I willingly began to welcome his every move. The pain was instantly filled with satisfaction as I excitedly accepted his every touch and everything he was giving.

The room was filled with our moans and the sound of our skin slamming against each other.

The harder he hit the spot, the louder I got. My hand went around his arse, encouraging him to do it even more than he already was, and that's exactly what he did.

I was crying out his name as he continued to fill me up. When his teeth grazed my skin, all I could do was beg him to do it. I wanted him to mark me as soon as possible.

As his canines sank into my skin, I climaxed at the feeling of being full of him and having him cum inside me.

When he tilted his head to lick the mark, a smile touched my cheeks. I felt fulfilled, and it was getting hard to push the forming tears back.

For a few minutes, he stayed still with his head buried in my shoulder and my arms around him.

"It feels magical being inside you and marking you," I heard him whisper in my mind.

I frowned in shock, then moved my hand to his head, brushing my fingers through his hair gently.

"You can hear me, right?" he asked, a little louder this time.

"Yes," I answered huskily, as I heard him chuckle.

"You know, you don't have to respond loudly. As long as you keep your mind-link open to me, I will hear your words clearly, even if they are spoken in silence," he said, this time raising his head to look me in the eyes.

"Really?" I asked through our mind-link.

"Yes, really," he responded and leaned in to kiss my lips.

I kissed him back, happily embracing myself to go another round.

But he then pulled back and rolled to the side, confusing me when he sat at the edge of the bed with his back towards me.

"Evan," I called softly.

"Wait here," he instructed through our mind-link before standing up and going to the bathroom.

I grabbed the sheets that were near my feet and pulled them up to my chest as I sat upright, ignoring the soreness I felt.

I couldn't understand why he looked like that. I thought he would have a happy expression on his face and want us to go for a second round.

"Evan, are you upset with me?" I asked through our mind link, sadly.

He quickly came out of the bathroom, shaking his head.

"What the hell, Lexi?" he said when he quickly sat next to me.

"I am not upset with you at all. I really wanted to go for a second round, but I had to stop myself to prepare a bath for you. Moreover, you must be tired," he said softly, then pressed his hand on my cheek while his gaze went to the mark he had given me.

"I want you to rest for just an hour or so," he whispered, then spread his arms as I quickly understood what he wanted.

I moved and sat on his lap with the sheet.

I gave out a low gasp when he lifted me in a bridal style and went with me to the bathroom where water was running in the bathtub.

He carefully let me down and got in, sitting with his legs parted.

"Drop it and get in," he instructed.

I hesitated but did as he had instructed.

A sigh of relief escaped my lips once I was sitting in warm water and leaning against his chest calmly.

Is the water temperature okay?" he asked softly.

"It's perfect," I whispered as I closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes when I felt his hand brushing against my thigh.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"Sorry for what?" I asked, thinking hard about why he was apologizing.

"Although I didn't knot you, I released inside you," he answered.

I was about to tell him it was okay when I felt his two fingers thrust inside me.

I moaned and pressed my hand on my thigh, digging my fingers slightly into my skin.

"Please relax," he commanded as he began to finger me.

"I'm trying to clean you before you fall asleep," he whispered.

I wanted to argue with him, but I felt my whole body give in as my knees became weak under his touch yet again.

All I could do was moan and call out his name as I surrendered my whole body to him while enjoying what he was doing.