He didn’t stop thrusting, the back and forth both frantic and erratic. My vision darkened as the light turned off, followed by a loud crash. The faint moonlight from the outside didn’t reach us anymore as his glorious white wings were spread wide over us, fluttering from the aftershock of his release.
The sight made my lips part in silent awe.
His hold tightened around me as he finally stopped moving, softly kissing the small holes of my neck in reverence. Like he was trying to heal what he caused. Whispering soft praises like I was something precious he was afraid to break.
But I wasn’t broken. I felt like a piece of me had been returned after feeling incomplete for over a millennium.
If my soul was still here, the binding process would have started now. His soul would have begun weaving threads to bind us together, like Dimitri’s had a day before I lost it.
There was no doubt in my heart and mind; Carter was my mate, like Blake and Dimitri were. His whole essence seeking to find and heal the missing piece inside me.
And I decided not to let the guilt eat me alive just yet.
Chapter 21
Carter
Her delicious screams were muffled in the pillow as she pushed her ass against me, meeting each of my thrusts, her legs shaking and barely supporting her anymore.
I slid one of my hands from where it had been holding her at the waist to grab a hold of her shoulder.
There. Perfect leverage to fuck her harder. Deeper.
For Heaven’s sake, I could stay inside her forever.
Her blonde hair was a mess, barely held together into her regular long braid, wild strands escaping and sticking to the sides of her face.
I groaned, feeling her clench around me. “That’s it, baby. Let it go. Come for me.”
She let out a broken cry and I was done for. I stilled, burying myself inside her to the hilt and watched as her whole body shuddered and lit up frommypleasure.
She was utterly perfect. Her body responded to mine like it’s been waiting for me all its life.
Mate. She was mymate. Was this how sex felt like for everyone? Or did mates share something special? Would I have known such agonizing pleasure with someone else?
I didn’t even care to find out.
I let myself fall on top of her, my chest moulding around her back perfectly, not bothering to pull out. Not yet.
“I don’t think I can ever stop,” I said, kissing her shoulder softly.
She turned her face to the side, just enough for me to see her eye. Hersadeye.
“It’ll pass,” she whispered, forcing a small smile.
I doubted it ever could. “Why would you think that?”
“I’m not saying you won’t want me anymore,” she corrected herself, turning to her side, pulling me to lie next to her. My arm went tocircle her waist, pulling us back against each other. “I’m just saying, this—frenzy. It’ll pass. As soon as your soul gets the memo that mine isn’t answering, you won’t feel the need to fuck me constantly.”
“I’m pretty sure I’ll never get enough,” I said, nuzzling my face in her neck. Lola giggled, but it was only half-hearted. “And I’ve seen Dimitri with you,” I reminded. “It doesn’t look like his desire for you will dim anytime soon.”
“It’s nothing compared to what it used to be the first couple of weeks.”
Was it? “What changed?”
She shrugged, turning to face me. Her hands felt so soft as they cupped my face, her forehead meeting mine and nose brushing against my own. “Something about my lack of soul. The frenzy is caused by the mate link trying to form. When your soul realizes mine is gone and it can’t bind itself to it, the desire dims a little.”
A little was fine. It only meant that I’ll want to fuck her a couple of times a day instead of all hours of days and night.
