The bondfloodedwith his emotions. Love, wonder, joy. Gods, what hefeltfor her–
Then he was kissing her so forcefully it stole her breath. His restraint had broken.
Good.
Her fingers skimmed across his shoulders, his back, her nails raking down his skin harder than she meant to. He held her tighter in answer. The last of her nerves disappeared. She wasn’t afraid. Not of him. Not of this. Not when the bond between them hummed so steady. So sure. She was ready.
His hand finally found in between her thighs, fingers circling in practiced movements. Pleasure exploded through her. She arched her hips in response.
Oh my Gods.
He laughed lightly at her reaction, dipping his head down to kiss her stomach, then her hips, the inside of her thigh, hands still doingwhatever magic that was. She barely recognised the sounds that were escaping her. Time blurred, but she could feel it building inside her – she was coming undone in his arms.
Then he stopped.
“Sebastian–”
But he was already moving back up. Lips on hers, stealing any other words her brain might have been able to make.
“I’ll go slow,” he murmured against her mouth.
“Don’t,” she said, fisting her hands in his hair.
He groaned.
When he pushed inside her at last, he was gentle, careful, watching her for the smallest hint of pain or doubt. She met his gaze with nothing but love and want.
“I’m okay,” she assured him.
This is amazing.
“Fuck, you feel good, Kara.”
Heat filled her at his words and she drew him deeper, bringing her hips up to meet him. “Sebastian–” was all she managed.
A rough breath escaped him as he cupped her chin, tilting her face so he could plant kisses along her neck. They moved together as though they had always belonged this way, wrapped in one another. Sebastian waseverywhere, her body alive under his touch.
What is this man doing to me?
She felt his wonder at every sound she made, how her pleasure thrilled him, how his thrilled her. And when he looked down at her, with that particular look on his face, her mind stopped working entirely.
Never stop looking at me like that.
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer.
“Fuck, Kara.”
“Keep going.”
He answered her immediately. The rhythm built, faster now, each breath and touch pulling them closer. Higher. She was getting close–
As they reached the peak, she felt his release combine in a wave with her own and their bondsang.
“Kara–”
Her name tore out of him as golden light spilled out around them. It felt like their magic had always known, had always been waiting for this. For them.
It was bliss.
