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“I love you, Kya,” I whispered the words that had been lingering on my tongue. A tear streaked down her face. “I love you beyond the bond. I have loved you since you accepted me back in Ilrek and I think I loved you even before that.” My hand came up to her throat. I tenderly wrapped my fingers around the base and stroked the sensitive skin there with my thumb. “I will follow you to the end of time and protect you until my last breath. I will stand beside you even if the realms burn. And I will love you until they are nothing but ashes amongst the stars.”

She choked on a sob and my mouth crashed into hers, swallowing the sound, as tears leaked from her eyes.

She whispered against my lips, “I’ve loved you since that night in the forest, when you stopped yourself from claiming me, fighting against the will of the Gods for me. Since you fought against fate for your home, for your people.” She deepened our kiss. “And I will love you until the stars die out. My mate.”

Staring down at her, holding her gaze, I pulled out and pushed back in slowly.

“My mate…” I thrusted. “I claim you.” Thrust. “As my mate.” Thrust. “As my wife.” Thrust. “As my Lady.”

“Yes. Fuck me, Ryker.” A breathy demand.

And I would not deny her again. Raw instinct had me grabbing her hip and I pounded into her hard and fast, over and over. I never wanted to stop.

She clenched around me and arched her back as she shattered and climaxed again.

With one final thrust, I slammed into her. Release tore through me with a roar, and my muscles tensed as I spilled myself inside her.

We gasped a breath in unison and looked down at our arms. The slight stinging sensation drew my attention as our mating mark appeared, glowing with a soft light. Kya’s mark appeared at the same time, identical to mine with the same lines and swirls on the inside of her forearm from her wrist to her elbow.

Our mating was complete. We were bound to each other for eternity. A unification that was pure and unbreakable.

I kissed her with a soft tenderness so unlike the moment we had just shared, running my fingers down the feather in her hair. I could feel the remaining ebbs of her pleasure through the bond. We were connected in every way.

Without me being inside of her head, she spoke to me through her mind, through our bond.“You belong to me.”

“Always and in every way.”

She had my body, my heart, my soul, my everything. She had all of me and I had all of her.

Mine.

With her legs still wrapped around me, she flipped us over so that I was on my back. She braced her hands on my chest. Seeing her marked by my claiming had me hardening inside of her again. Her lips spread into the most seductive smile and she rode me, rocking her hips back and forth.

Even as she came, screaming my name and trembling with pleasure while my teeth were sunk into her breast, I still hadn’t had enough of her and I wasn’t sure that I ever would. I fucked her over and over again. On the bed, on the floor, against the cave wall. Now that we had started, we couldn’t stop. Our desire for each other had become an insatiable pit we were desperate to fill. And we didn’t hold back.

Chapter Fifty-One

Kya

Ryker lay asleep beside me in the bed when I woke, our naked bodies tangled together underneath the blanket. Our clothes remained discarded on the floor, and I had put my feather on the table by the bed. His hair was tousled from my fingers, having run through it so many times last night as he plunged into me again and again and again. Pushing us over the blissful edge into euphoria so many times I had lost count. But I still wanted more.

The mating bond was so much more than I had ever imagined it would be. Apart from the near constant need to be filled with him, we were connected on every level. We could share thoughts, memories, and speak to each other. I could feel his emotions, his pain, his pleasure, as if it were my own. I could feel his power, thrumming under his skin. His soul called to me, and mine to his.

It was an unbreakable union that not even death itself could fracture.

I held out my arm to gaze at my mating mark. The sight was dazzling and unreal. It wasn’t at all like the Trial mark which was filled with strange unknown symbols of the Gods. This markwas something else, something completely unique to us. It was such a beautiful design.

The swirls reminded me of Ryker’s shadows, and I was sure that’s exactly what it was meant to represent. There were also lines and something that resembled flames or waves that intertwined with the swirls, all of it as black as ink. The glowing had stopped shortly after it started.

I had dreamed of this, fantasized about it for as long as I could remember. I had read every story I could find, and I would picture myself being whisked away by someone who was bound to me for eternity and going off on adventures and making love until the end of time. No matter how unrealistic my fantasies were, I couldn’t help them. Except the fantasies couldn’t compare to the real thing.

My mate, who lay beside me, holding me in his arms, was so much better than any of the fictitious males I had ever dreamed of.

I snuggled against him, getting closer to his warmth in the cool cave room. Ryker stirred at my movement and tightened his arms around me, but didn’t wake. We hadn’t stopped touching since last night. I needed to feel his skin against me, to breathe in his scent while the bond was so newly forged. Tracing his tattoos with my finger, I remained in his comforting embrace while he slept for a bit longer.

His breathing changed and, although he hadn’t moved, I knew he was beginning to wake up. I pressed light kisses to his muscled chest. The tracing of my finger turned into long languid strokes up and down his torso and I felt him harden against my leg. I smiled against his skin before I looked up at him to find his silver eyes gazing down at me.

“Good morning, mate,”I spoke through our bond.

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