I sigh. “I swear I will never try to end myself.”
She squirms when the magic snaps between us. “Good.” She takes a deep breath. “Now shut up and kiss me unless I have dead lady breath or—”
My mouth meets hers as a flood of emotion breaks free inside me. I kiss her and open my soul for her, showing her what it felt like when I thought she was lost to me.
Her arms, stronger now, go around my neck, and she returns the kiss, her tongue massaging mine. I purr, my feral basking in her love, and deepen the kiss, angling her head and taking all of her. When she reaches down and grips my ass, I smile against her.
“What?” She nips at my lip. “I missed you.”
“Oh, my mate. The things I’m going to do to you.”
“You’ve already apologized me to death. Try and kill my ladybits this time.” She grins, deviousness in every pearly pore.
I surge on top of her and reach down to hike up her shift. When my fingers brush her soft skin, I raise a brow. “No panties?”
“I didn’t dress me.” She shrugs.
“I give my thanks to whoever did.” I reach down and shove my pants from my hard cock, then line up at her entrance.
“You know.” She digs her nails into my ass. “You’re going to have to mark me again.”
My fangs lengthen at the thought of piercing her tender flesh. “It would be my honor.”
“Good. Now honor me nice and hard.”
I groan and thrust inside, claiming her with everything I have, everything I am.
She throws her head back and spreads wider. “Harder. I want to feel you everywhere.”
I oblige, my longing for her in each stroke. “My beloved.” I kiss her neck, her chest, then claim a nipple, sucking and licking until she’s moaning as I work in and out of her wetness.
“Mark me,” she pants. “Mark me even harder this time. I want everyone to wonder what sort of wild beast I’m mated to.”
Her words are a lash at my back. If this is a dream, I never want to wake. With a roar, I sink my fangs into the sweet spot where her neck and shoulder meet. Her hips seize, her breath catching, and she moans long and low as her walls squeeze me and pleasure washes over me. I share my own with her, thrusting deep and releasing inside her. I’m awash in her rainstorm scent and fiery love as I whisper my devotion over and over again in her ear.
She runs her nails down my back, then wraps her arms around my neck, holding me tight. “I asked the Ancestors for you.”
I can hear the tears in her voice.
I breathe her in, submerging myself in our bond. “I asked them for you long before we ever met.”
She shakes, and I wrap my arms beneath her, then sit back, keeping her close to me. “And I thought I wouldn’t get to see you again.” She sobs, and I clutch her so tightly I fear I may hurt her, but I can’t let go. “But I’m here. This is real. It’s you. And me.”
“Forever, my beloved.” I pepper her with kisses and lick her claiming mark.
She takes a deep, calming breath. “Does it look like an untamed beast marked me?”
“Indeed.” I watch as it heals, but not completely. “And you seem to have gained some magic.”
“Me?” She tries to look down at the mark but can’t quite see it. “How?”
“That was a nice break.” Sabine is leaning in our bedroom doorway this time. “I’ll definitely need to wank soon.” She licks her lips. “The prophecy is coming true. You’re proof.”
“What are you talking about?” I glower at her, and I’d like to run her through, but I can’t seem to let Beth go. I never will.
“Taylor’s powers are growing. She’s imbued you with magic. Talents. Immortality and—”
“Immortality?” Did I hear that right?
