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“My parents and sister think I’m Becoming. It’s like, a level-up for mages.”

He stared at her. “Am I supposed to care? Kaia, I want you. I can’t think for wanting you. So if you want me to go, it needs to be now. Right now.”

She stared at him, letting go of old hurts and old insecurities. She’d been waiting for the right man her whole life. So what if this one wasn’t a man at all, but a dangerous predator who looked at her as if he’d never look at another?

I won’t once I have you.

She heard what he didn’t say. “I’m new at this, so you’ll have to be patient with me.” She held out her arms, expecting him to pounce on her.

But he walked carefully, like a cat stalking prey. No sudden moves, and then he was sliding into his bed with her, rolling her under him as he pushed aside the covers.

“You sure?” he asked one final time. “Because once I start, I might not be able to stop.” He brushed her hair off her neck. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“But if I’m your mate, not because of a spell or magic, but because I’m truly yours, will that hurtyou?”

“Making you cry already hurts. Not being with you pains me. Thinking you might be in trouble has me raging to protect you.” His voice grew lower, the rumble from a large predator. “I crave you. Your smile feeds me, makes my heart pump and my soul bright.”

“I thought vampires didn’t have souls,” she whispered, in awe of her mate, at the love she saw that he dared not admit, so overwhelmed his eyes welled with emotion. “Orion?”

“You talk too much.”

He startled her into a laugh. “You talk too much,mate,” she corrected.

He groaned. “I give up. You talk too much, mate.”

She kissed him, giving him the permission, and the love, she’d been holding back for so long.

Orion kissed her back, his tongue invading, his hands everywhere his lips soon followed.

He suckled from her breasts, biting the taut tips until she couldn’t stop writhing, hungry for completion.

“Make me yours,” she demanded and clutched his head to her chest, keening when he finally pushed his finger inside her.

He pulled back, his eyes glowing, his fangs sharp. “You’re so fucking wet.”

“Yes, in me.” She pulled him back down, not flinching when his fang tore her lip.

He lapped up her blood and moaned, removing his finger while he replaced it with something much bigger. Then he rose up on his hands and stared into her eyes.

“Watch me while I enter you.”

She stared at him, feeling everywhere they touched. He pushed into her slick sheath and kept going, the feeling of fullness so pleasurable she started coming, clamping down on him while he continued to thrust.

His eyes narrowed, and his heart raced faster. But Orion wouldn’t be rushed, and while she came, lost in pleasure, he made love to her, his body so slow, his taking so thorough, that she continued to seize as he moved, the overpowering rapture of a sea nymph in love.

The rocking of his body was like an ocean of ecstasy, and she cried his name, lost in the storm of their making.

“Kaia, let me,yes,” he hissed and stilled, releasing a flood into her, the climax ongoing as he spilled down her thighs and began to move again, still hard. “Gods and demons and everything in between, I’m not done, mate. Not done,” he moaned and took her once more.

But this time he withdrew and flipped her over, onto her hands and knees. He lifted her ass higher and entered her again, feeling huge from behind.

“Orion, yes.”

“I’m going to fuck you all night long. Coming with you, Kaia. Over and over. Until neither of us can walk,agapi mou.”

This sex felt so different, so wild and raw. He pounded into her, doing everything to make it pleasurable, following her thoughts as she guided him to what she needed, feeding off of what he needed. She’d had no idea making love could be so all-consuming. She could think of nothing but Orion, feeling so full and stretched and pleasured.

He put a hand under her and rubbed her clit, and the climax took her over, her body listening to his, squeezing him with her inner walls into an orgasm that had him roaring. He stayed like that inside her, pumping his seed that seemed never-ending.