“No, Ely, eyes on me.”
Her eyelids flashed open, her pupils almost eclipsing her coppery irises. She bowed her body, taking him deeper. Hell, he grunted. “You feel so fucking good, Ely, fisting me like a damn vise.” She was close. “Do you like me taking you this hard?” he rasped with another upthrust of his hips, and her core contracted around him.
“Yes, yes!” she panted.
He freed her wrists, grabbed her hips, and rocked into her. She clutched the armrest behind her head, her inner muscles clenching and releasing his dick. He slipped his hand between them, to where they were joined, and rolled the sensitive bundle of nerves, then tugged—
“Naaate!”she cried out, her sensuous body bowing beneath his, her orgasm sweeping through her and gripping his cock like a fucking steel vise, hauling an answering response from his own body.
He grunted and let go of his control. Release zipped down his spine like a tempest gathering, squeezing his balls. He gripped her hips and pulled her tight into him as he pounded, and then it all broke like lightning flashing through him—
Fuck! He shut his eyes, indescribable pleasure crashing through him, a warm white, transcendent light flaring deep within him, soothing and calming his soul with a peace that started with Ely and now intensified.
“Nate!” she panted, nails digging into his forearms again, her inner muscles gripping his cock in another climax. And he kept pounding, his dick sliding in and out of her, face buried in her neck, breathing in the scent of his precious mate, reveling in this moment.
“Oh, heavens!” she groaned, arms and legs wrapped tightly around him.
Thiswas his heaven.
His light.
His love.
When he finally found his breath again after the intensity of their lovemaking, he kissed the fast-beating pulse on her throat.
She sighed. “That wasa-mazing.”
He grunted out a laugh and lifted his head, bracing on his forearms to look at her beautiful, flushed face, and then he stared.What the—?
“Nate, your eyes—” she blurted his question.
Her irises blazed like the moon had settled there, emitting a silvery-white light.
“You mean they’re like yours? Glowing a silvery-white?” he asked.
No, noooo!The shocked thought flickered into his mind.It cannot be!
“What do you mean,it can’t be?” he demanded, not liking this negativity after such a transcendent moment.Hell, my fucking cock’s still buried deep inside her.
She shook her head, tears crowding her eyes.
He tensed. “Ely?”
She pushed back his hair and palmed his face with both hands. “Nate, do you know what this means?”
“Just tell me,” he growled.
She laughed. “Hell, my fucking cock’s still buried deep inside her?” she repeated.
His brow furrowed. “How do—”
“Nate.” She pressed her mouth to his. “It means we are mates—”
“I know that. I claimed you as my consort.”
“Yes, yes. Demons have consorts, but we immortals have something different. It means we are destined mates, fated for one another long before we were born. We are soul-joined, my love. It’s what the white light from you seeping into me was all about. We are one. It’s why our telepathic pathways opened up, and I can hear your thoughts. I never thought it would happen for me—for us.” Tears slipped down her face.
“Then why are you crying?” he demanded.
