“You’re wearing my name on your soul.”
Eva’s breath caught softly after that. She leaned down until her forehead rested against mine again.
“No,” she whispered. “We’re wearing each other.”
With that Eva kissed me again. Slower this time. Her hands slid into my hair while I rolled us over instinctively until she was beneath me against the dark sheets, silver fabric tangled around both of us while her laugh caught softly against my mouth.
“There he is.”
“That sounded suspicious.”
“You finally stopped overthinking.”
My breath hitched. But then her fingers dragged lightly down my back and every coherent thought disappeared afterward. The bond reacted hard enough to pull a low sound straight from my throat while Eva was entirely too pleased with herself.
“Oh my God,” she whispered. “That works every time.”
“You’re enjoying this too much.”
“Yes.”
This infuriating woman.
Then she reached for me again pulling, touching, wanting and after that the rest of the night disappeared into warmth and tangled sheets and silver fire glowing across the room while the bond connected every breath and kiss and whispered word between us until there was no separation left anywhere at all.
Just her.
Always her.
Mine.
Chapter 38
Lucien POV
The second the mating ceremony ended, Nina grabbed the front of my ceremonial collar and dragged me out of the palace hall like she was kidnapping royalty personally.
Council members scattered instantly out of our way while silver fire still exploded across the palace balconies behind us.
“You are walking too slowly.”
“You’re beyond aggressive.”
“You love it.”
Honestly? Yes. Because the bond pulsed violently every time she touched me now. And unfortunately Nina realized that.
She shoved open the doors to our chambers hard enough to slam them against the walls before turning toward me with silver fire still glowing beneath her skin from the completed bond.
God…. She is mine.
Then she pointed directly at me.
“You.”
Interesting start actually.
“What about me?”
