Powerful.
A little bit dangerous.
A whole lot of perfect.
He climbs over me, but hesitates, golden eyes flickering.“Say it again.”
“Say what?”
“That you’re mine.”
I cup his cheek, pulling him down until our foreheads touch.
“I’m yours,” I whisper.“And you’re mine.All of you.Even the monster.”
His control snaps.
Owen pushes my legs wide, and with one possessive stroke, he fills me with his gorgeous cock.
But this is so much more than I expected.
It’s like he crashes into me, and fuck, I moan—loud, unfiltered—as he fills me over and over in deep, possessive thrusts.
“Fuck, Megan,” he groans, voice ragged.“So tight.So perfect.You were made for me.”
We move together like we’ve done this a hundred times.Like our bodies remember each other.Like they were carved from the same soul.
He worships me with every stroke.Kisses every inch of me.Growls my name like a promise.
I wrap my legs around him, clinging as the rhythm builds, our breath mingling, sweat slicking our skin.
“You feel that?”he pants, pressing a hand to my lower belly.“That’s us.That’s me.Inside you.Claiming you again and again.”
A desperate whimper escapes me, and he kisses it from my lips.
My orgasm slams into me like lightning—blinding, overwhelming, perfect.I cry out his name, and that’s all it takes.
Owen growls like an animal, hips snapping once, twice—then he follows me over the edge, burying himself deep as his body trembles with the force of it.
We collapse together, tangled and shaking, hearts thundering like war drums.
After a moment, he presses a kiss to my shoulder, soft and reverent.“You’re not leaving.”
“Not a chance.”
“Good.”He nuzzles my neck.“Because I love you, Megan DiNapoli.You’re my whole heart.And gods know, I can’t live without my heart.”
I smile through happy tears, still breathless.
“I love you too, Owen.”
Epilogue 1: Megan
There’s a very specific kind of silence that only comes after supernatural carnage.
Not peaceful.Not calm.
More like exhausted, singed-around-the-edges, and way too aware of how many haunted house renovations need to happen yesterday.
