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I tower over her, backed against the banister of the gazebo. Her delicate form’s a stark contrast to my imposing presence. I have her right where I want her. There's no escape from me.

I glance over at the unfinished canvas. The painting looks like it can come to life. Only one priestess is known for these vivid and enchanting paintings – they call her Shana. At the time of the rumors, I paid little to no attention to it.

Now that I stand in front of her, a dark and possessive beast churns inside. She is what pulled me towards the temple. It’s all fate’s calling, and I’m here to make it come true.

The tension between us is electricity, buzzing with the energy of a mate bond. Neither of us can escape it, this invisible force that pulls us together. I don’t try to fight it and just let my feral instincts take over. The mate bond already shackled us.

My voice is a husky whisper, dripping with seduction and truth.

“You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.”

Shana, caught in the tempest of my gaze, can only nod. Her breaths come in short gasps. Her body instinctively responds to the mate bond’s call.

But she’s fighting against it. She grits her teeth and suppresses her groans. The sound of them gives me chills, knowing it’s a sound closer to a moan.

The pursuit of her makes it even more difficult to deny. My body’s heating up just like when I have sex, but it’s stronger. It’s equivalent to taking an aphrodisiac.

Do you feel it like I do? Is it burning your core?

I’m nearly salivating at just the sweet smell of her.

I feel the shift within me. The world pivots on its axis, centering the woman before me. She is my gravity, my inevitable. I feel like I’m losing grip on my reality and sanity. The mate bond is leading me.

I find myself leaning toward her, wanting to close this infernal distance. The soft gasp that tickles my core escapes from her lovely lips. Yet she doesn’t try to move away but keeps her eyes locked on me.

She’s as entranced by the mate's bond as I am. But a human wouldn’t know what this powerful connection is. She’s in a delirium of confusion and panic, but the euphoria in her body doesn’t let her run away from my grasp.

“Please,” she whispers. She’s nearly panting for breath. “Stay away from me.”

Without another thought, I close the gap between us. I seize her lips in a kiss that sears us both. A physical manifestation of the mate bond’s power.

Her lips are soft and sweet, just as I thought they’d be. She tries to push me away, but I have her in a tight hold. I’ve tasted her now, I can’t let her go.

I slide my tongue in her mouth, exploring every part of it, wondering why Karona would hide such divinity.

How could she deprive me of this?

The kiss is a maelstrom. My control slips as I deepen the embrace. My hand tangles in her hair, and I press her closer, demanding more.

Soft moans escape between our lips. Her eyebrows furrow when I bite her lower lip and savor it. I grab her by the waist, feeling the soft line of her body. The damn robe gets in the way of me feeling her skin.

I try to lift up the dress to get a glimpse of her leg. Karona’s priestesses are perfect from head to toe. I want nothing more but to corrupt that perfection.

“S-Stop, mmph!”

She pulls her head away. But I grab her by the back of her neck and forcibly press her on my mouth.

More. More. I want more of this. More of her.

I gasp between kisses, barely realizing how strong the bond is. This isn’t like me to act so desperate, so needy in the face of a woman. Especially a human.

It can’t be denied, though. My body begs for me to give in to the savage nature of myself. One that I wasn’t aware of until now. This isn’t like me. I don’t lose control of myself like this.

I latch onto her lower lip again, drawing out the bite. She moans, and a growl surges from me.

“Please,” she begs, tears forming in her beautiful eyes.

I stick my tongue in her mouth again. She clutches her small hands onto my clothes. I grab the banister with my other hand, wanting to lose myself in the kiss. More, more, more, I want more.

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