"Tomorrow night, then. Under the new moon."
"Tomorrow night," I agreed, already imagining what forever would feel like.
His knot was deflating, but neither of us moved to separate. We stayed joined, talking about immortality, about the future, about all the things we'd do with eternity. And when his cock hardened again inside me, we celebrated my decision the only way we knew how—with desperate, consuming passion that lasted until dawn.
By the time the sun rose, I was deliciously sore, thoroughly claimed, and more certain than ever. I wanted forever with my guardian. And tomorrow night, I would have it.
CHAPTER SIX
EZEKIEL
The transformation didn't need ceremony. Just us, our need, and the raw magic that had been building between us since I broke free from stone.
I'd put candles around our bedroom and some basic protection wards, but honestly, it was mostly for atmosphere. The real magic was in how desperately we wanted each other, how completely we'd already bonded.
"You sure about this?" I asked as she stood before me, naked and practically vibrating with anticipation.
"I've been sure since the moment you ate me out on that rooftop."
I kissed her hard, no gentleness, just raw need. She kissed back just as desperately, already pulling me toward the bed.
When I laid her down, I could see it starting—her skin had this faint shimmer, like she was lit from within. The magic was already recognizing what we were about to do.
"Fuck, I can feel it," she gasped. "Like electricity under my skin."
"That's your power awakening. Just go with it."
I pushed inside her slowly, wanting to savor this—the last time I'd fuck her as a mortal. Tomorrow she'd be my equal in every way, but tonight she was still beautifully, fragilely human.
The first thrust sent magic crackling through both of us like lightning. She cried out, her back arching off the bed, and I could actually see light beginning to pulse beneath her skin.
"Ezekiel," she moaned as I started to move. "Holy shit, I can feel... it's like I can feel your soul inside me along with your cock."
"That's the bond completing. We're joining completely."
The magic built with each thrust, with each moan and gasp. The air itself felt electric, charged with power. Through our bond, I could feel everything she felt—the stretch of my cock inside her, the overwhelming pleasure, the slight fear of the unknown, the desperate need for more.
"Harder," she begged, her nails raking down my back. "Need more. Need all of you."
I gave her what she needed, fucking her with increasing intensity as the transformation built. I could feel her body changing beneath me—muscles strengthening, bones becoming denser, every cell transforming into something more than human.
"Oh god," she cried out, tears streaming down her face. "I can see it. Everything. The threads connecting everything. We've always been connected, haven't we? Even before you broke free."
"Always," I agreed, driving deeper. "You were made for me. I was made for you."
"I can feel what you feel." Her pussy clenched around me impossibly tight. "I can feel how much you love me. How you've loved me since that first night watching me."
"Forever," I groaned, feeling my knot beginning to swell. "Going to love you forever."
The transformation was peaking, her skin now glowing so bright it cast shadows on the walls. The bed was shaking, the whole room trembling with the force of magic being released.
"It's happening," she gasped. "I'm changing. I can feel myself becoming... more."
My knot swelled fully just as the magic crested, locking us together at the exact moment of her transformation. The orgasm that hit us wasn't just shared—it was one single experience split between two bodies. I felt her pleasure, she felt mine, creating an endless feedback loop that seemed to go on forever.
Light exploded from her skin, so bright the windows shattered outward. The walls cracked. Picture frames fell. The very air seemed to sing with power.
When it finally faded, when we could see again, she was transformed. Still my Raven—still dark hair with purple streaks, still those beautiful eyes—but now so much more. Her skin had an otherworldly glow, her eyes held flecks of silver fire that moved like living things, and I could feel her new strength through our bond.
