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Curling his fingers through the roots of my hair, he angles my neck.

He wants to bite me. He surprises me when he licks my pulse instead of tearing into it.

“Bite,” I tell him. I know that’s what he needs.

Based on the thrumming desire in my core, it’s what I need, too. However mate bonds work with hybrids, I know we need to exchange blood.

His fangs sink into me and his toxin burns, but so does the pleasure.

A growing connection between us writhes around my chest and sends me into ecstasy as Ze’ev wraps my legs around his hips.

He grabs me and hoists me up, then drives me onto him, making me cry out as pleasure slams into me.

“Please,” I beg, not sure if I’m begging for him to slow down or to give me more.

He closes his mouth around the wounds on my neck and takes a pull of blood.

He swallows, then groans.

My instincts make me bite his shoulder, but my blunt teeth aren’t enough to pierce his skin.

He knows what I’m asking for. Ze’ev bites his own wrist, then offers me the wound before it closes.

I take his gift and draw his blood inside me while he’s buried balls-deep.

The combination makes me dizzy, and I slump against him, intoxicated by the effects of his blood and his powerful thrusts.

His bite might have a toxin, but his life force is entirely different. He tastes like sugar and sex mixed with moonlight.

Then he rests me on the soft ground again and slowly fucks me. He doesn’t stop his gentle momentum, pumping into me with control I wouldn’t have expected.

That’s when I notice the tether between us. My connections with Godric and Arwan are an invisible restraint, one that holds Ze’ev back even when his bloodlust glows in his eyes.

He was right. I did need more than one mate to survive him.

Arwan and Godric aren’t here, but they don’t need to be. My experience with them a few nights ago was enough to begin mate bonds and provide the necessary protections to keep Ze’ev in check.

As if he seems to realize he can take me without tearing into me, the hunter growls and sinks himself into me.

Even when the pleasure throbs and I feel like I’m going to explode, he doesn’t stop. He curls his fingers behind my back and makes me arch so that he can suck a nipple into his mouth. He continues his torturous attention until I’m teetering on the edge.

When I glance down, I see the command in his eyes.

He wants me to come.

This isn’t like before. This isn’t when he had me in his mouth and made me come undone while Godric watched.

This is just the two of us as he swallows my blood and flicks his tongue over my nipple as his own blood burns in my veins while he’s buried deep inside me.

This is the beginning of a mate bond.

One that is consummated, permanent, and binding.

And the king might kill us both for it because there’s not a single recording device capturing the event.

This is for us.

“Ze’ev,” I cry as my climax slams into me without warning.