He hit an angle that felt like he stroked me from the inside, then sank deep enough to make my vision blur.
His thumb circled my clit while his cock worked it from within, and the combination made my body lock and shake.
A numb tingling started in my toes and climbed. My vision darkened. My ears rang.
My body convulsed—and I released, hard.
Pleasure burst through me, and it splashed across his abs. He grinned a sexy smile, collected the drips from his muscled stomach on his finger and then put his finger in his mouth, savoring the taste.
I went limp, satisfied.
His grin turned smug. “You’re done already, princess? I was just getting started.”
“This can’t be safe,” my brain tried to argue. He must have seen the concern on my face.
“Fine,” he said, menacingly. “I’ll go easy on you this time.” He pushed deeper—still not all of him.
“For fuck’s sake,” I gasped. “It’s still not all the way in?”
He chuckled darkly. “They don’t call me the king of cock for no reason.”
He trusted harder. Again. And again. And again.
And just when I thought he’d wrung every ounce out of me, I climaxed again.
He moaned from deep in his throat.
“Fuck. You’re squeezing me so tightly. I love how it feels when you come on my cock.”
He drove faster until he made a strained sound and spilled inside me, hot and thick.
He took several seconds to finish, pulsing deep.
We breathed each other’s air, kissing as he rode out the last of his climax.
Then he pulled out and rolled onto his back.
We stared at the tent ceiling, catching our breath.
I felt his release spill out of me and down my leg, and it took a moment for my brain to return to reality.
He started to drift off, but I kept him awake. “Are we mates now?”
He smiled and pulled me close; my face pressed into his chest.
“Almost. The mate bond has been initiated, but it’s only final after the blood binding ceremony.”
“Are we fated mates?” I asked, stroking his bicep. He kissed my cheek.
“No,” he whispered. “But we are chosen mates. We chose each other in our past life and found each other again. And I will keep choosing you—over and over—no matter how many lives we live.”
He pecked my cheek again with warm lips.
I rested my head on his chest and let sleep take me, shoving aside the messy questions for later—because for now I just wanted this. Him. Us.
I fell asleep smiling. I got my Danny back.
CHAPTER 27
