"No, I'm not. Not really." I rode him harder, chasing my pleasure. His ridges hit perfectly when I was on top like this. "You hold back with me. You have to, because I'm still human. Still fragile."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"I know. But what if you didn't have to worry about that? What if I was strong enough to take everything you wanted to give?" I leaned down to kiss him, still rolling my hips. "I want forever, Ezekiel. Want to be strong enough to be your true equal. Want to explore eternity with you."
"It's irreversible. Once you're immortal, there's no going back."
"Good." I sat up, riding him faster now. "I don't want an escape clause. I want you. Forever. I want to fuck youfor centuries. Want to watch the world change while we stay constant. Want to learn everything there is to know about pleasure with you."
"The next new moon—"
"When?"
"Tomorrow night."
"Perfect." I could feel his knot starting to swell, and I ground down on it. "Make me yours completely."
He flipped us over suddenly, driving into me with desperate hunger. "You already are mine completely."
"Then make me immortal." I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper. "Make me strong enough to take everything you want to give me. To match your hunger."
"Fuck," he groaned, his thrusts becoming savage. "The things I'll do to you when you're immortal... when you can take my full strength..."
"Tell me." I was close, so close, the knot stretching me perfectly. "Tell me everything."
"I'll fuck you for days without stopping. Fill every hole until you're drowning in my cum. I'll claim you in ways that would break a mortal—bent in half, suspended from my wings, split open on my knot for hours." His thrusts became erratic. "I'll worship every inch of your eternal body. Make you come until you forget your own name. Show you pleasures that mortals can't even imagine."
"Yes," I gasped as his knot locked inside me. "Want all of it. Want everything you can give me."
We came together, the shared orgasm rippling through our bond. As he filled me with his seed, I could feel the magic building between us, preparing for tomorrow night's transformation.
"There's more," he said when we could speak again. "Things about immortality I should tell you."
"Like what?"
"Your senses will be heightened beyond human comprehension. You'll feel everything more intensely—including pleasure. What feels overwhelming now will be just the beginning of what you can experience."
"That sounds amazing."
"Your body will change. Become more resilient, more flexible. You'll be able to take forms of pleasure that would destroy a mortal body."
I clenched around his still-swollen knot. "Keep talking."
"You'll develop your own magical abilities. Some immortal mates can phase through matter, others can manipulate energy. We won't know what gifts you'll manifest until after the transformation."
"What else?"
"We'll be able to share consciousness during sex. Feel everything the other feels. True union of body and mind."
"God, yes." The thought made me clench again. "I want that. Want to feel what you feel when you're inside me."
"It's overwhelming at first. Many couples get lost in it for years, unable to separate enough to function."
"Sounds perfect."
He laughed, his cock pulsing inside me. "My eager mate. So ready to throw away mortality."
"Not throwing it away. Trading it for something better." I traced the patterns on his chest. "Trading it for you."
