His eyes are intent on me, and I feel myself blushing, which is a little ridiculous because sex with Zan is very much a thing that I want, so why am I embarrassed about it?
An instant later it comes to me.
I’m not used to being the focus of attention for someone who’s interested in my pleasure.
“Okay,” I say, a little breathily. “So. We try mating in human form, then?”
Zan’s hands on my hips flex. “We were talking about the possibility, not the reality.”
I make as if to punch him.
Zan doesn’t even tense beneath me.
He’ll just let me do what I want.
So I lean forward and kiss him instead.
Zan freezes at the touch of my lips.
And then I feel him shudder beneath me.
His hands move from my hips to my butt, pulling me closer to him. My core presses more firmly against him, sensation in my breasts coming to life where they press against his chest.
Zan licks at my mouth, and I open on a gasp at the sensation.
And then he’s inside me.
This isn’t a dance I know how to do, but Zan, as always, is here to help me. Following his lead, he guides me in deepening the kiss as I clutch his shoulders for anchor as all thought other than the feel of him leaves me.
When we finally break apart for air, I shakily push against his shoulders just enough so that I have space to see his face.
“I want this,” I tell him. “I want to be your mate. Do you want me?”
His hands cup my face. His eyes are blazing with icy blue light; no pupils remain.
“Always,” he whispers, and kisses me again.
This time, I feel the rush of magic—but it’s comingintome, too, and I gasp again into his mouth.
Zan withdraws sharply though, breathing hard.
Idopunch him this time. “Hey. I consented.”
“I know you did,” he growls. “But—”
He catches my fist this time when I go to punch him again.
“You think I’m not sure?” I ask him dangerously.
“I know you are right now, and I’mnotdoubting you, but I don’t want you to have any regrets, Yora. Your entire world just changed. We don’t know what your lifespan is now—”
Oh shit, that’s right—
“But if we mate our lifespan will be tied. You could have hundreds of years to regret your choice.”
I blink.
Wait, hang on.
