"Holy fuck," she breathed, looking at her hands like she'd never seen them before. "I can see... everything. Every atom, every particle of dust, every heartbeat in the city."
"It's overwhelming at first. You'll learn to filter it."
She clenched around my knot experimentally, and I nearly blacked out from the pleasure. Her new strength was incredible.
"I can feel your thoughts," she said wonderingly. "All those nights watching me. You really did go insane with wanting."
"Still want you just as desperately."
"Good." She pulled me down for a kiss, and there were actual sparks where our lips met. "Because I can already tell I'm going to be even more insatiable now."
My knot pulsed, filling her with cum, and she moaned at the sensation. Her immortal body could take so much more—I could feel through our bond that she wanted more, needed more.
"Tonight we will test just how much your new body can take."
"Promise?"
"We have literally forever to find out."
She laughed, the sound like music and magic combined. "Forever. Fuck, we actually have forever."
"Forever," I agreed, thrusting slightly despite the knot, making her gasp. "And I plan to spend every second of it inside you."
She kissed me again, harder this time. "And honestly? I can't wait to see what forever feels like."
Neither could I. But as I felt her new immortal body clenching around me, as I felt our souls truly merged through the completed bond, I had a feeling forever was going to be absolutely perfect.
CHAPTER SEVEN
RAVEN
One year later…
"You're insatiable," I told Ezekiel as he pressed me against the window of our new penthouse, his cock buried deep in my pussy while the city sparkled below.
"You love it," he growled, his cock hitting depths that would have been impossible when I was human. "Love that I can never get enough of you."
He was right. A year into immortality, and the hunger between us had only grown stronger. We fucked constantly, everywhere, never getting enough of each other. My immortal body could take everything—his full strength, his biggest knot, days of continuous claiming.
"Someone could see," I gasped as he pressed me harder against the glass, my breasts flattened against the cool surface.
"Good. Let them see how well I please my mate." He pulled out suddenly, making me whimper at the loss. "Turn around. Want to try something."
I turned to face him, and he lifted me easily, pressing my back against the window. The cool glass against my heated skin made me shiver.
"Hold on," he commanded, and pushed back into my pussy with one thrust while his fingers found my ass.
"Fuck," I gasped as he worked two fingers inside, stretching me while his cock continued its relentless rhythm. "That's so intense."
"You can take it." He added a third finger, and my immortal body sang with the dual sensations. "My perfect, greedy mate. Taking everything I give you."
A year ago, this would have been too much. Now it was perfect, my body craving the stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming stimulation that only he could provide.
"Going to come," I warned, the pressure building impossibly fast.
"Not yet." He stilled his hips but continued working his fingers in my ass. "Want to feel you desperate first."
"Ezekiel, please—"
