“Let go,” I whispered to her, urging her deeper into her rebirth. The words flowed through me like a ritual, resonating with the magic and echoes of time, my ghostly soul recognizing hers in totality of her change.Mate. Mate. Mate.I could see the last flickers of her face, serene, radiant, even as she was pulledunder. It was a beautiful surrender, one that I had longed to witness.
She sank deeper and the link between us continued to intensify. I could feel her as her essence reached out to me, brushing against the fabric of my soul. Minutes passed and I felt the ground shake as she suddenly appeared before me, having shed her human constraints.
She moved toward me also assessing and taking me in with her new outlook, her fingers grazed my skin and I held back my hiss at the feel of her. A shock wave of warmth coursed through me, an electric heartbeat that felt as though it ignited the very core of my being.
Mate. Mate. Mate.A chant that filled the void, and with that knowledge a rush of desire. Instinct guided me as I reached out to her, feeling the connection between us solidify. Her touch was a spark that ignited the fire within me, stoking the flames of an insatiable hunger that had lain dormant for too long. For a feeling I had long since forgotten.
“Gwendolyn, my perfect mate,” I breathed, and I yearned to touch her but not wanting to overwhelm her during this time. She was floating in the center of it all, absorbing, learning, changing.
The maze continued to enrich us with its secrets, urging us closer together and urging me to claim what was mine. My senses were heightened with her here, every sound amplified, every breath she took igniting that fire inside me, that primal need for her to be mine.
“Embrace all that you are, all that you were meant to be,” I urged. I could hear the lust in my own voice. I felt the boundariesof our souls merging in death and rebirth, felt her need mingling with mine.
Mate. Mate. Mate.
I wanted to lose myself in her, as she was losing herself in this new existence. The mating chant continues to grow louder, drowning out all other thoughts, consuming me.
I knew then that this was only the beginning. That I was put here, for her, that this maze and I have been waiting centuries forher.It was something for more than eternity, it transcended time and bodies.
With a deep breath, I stepped closer, feeling the pull of our bond like a tether. “You are mine, Gwendolyn. Forever,” I vowed, as I leaned down to capture her lips with mine, the world around us faded away. The maze, the soil, and the very fabric of existence melted into the background as I surrendered to the depths of our connection.
Mate. Mate. Mate.
Chapter Fifteen
Gwendolyn
I was momentarily lost in the depths of Kasper’s kiss, the events and my new reality fading as I melted against him. His warmth was still shocking, but it set me ablaze. I could feel the possessiveness surging through my veins, fierce, unrelenting, a screaming voice through my conscience,Mate,raw and real.
Kasper’s hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer as if he could absorb me into himself. I could taste the desire on his lips and feel the urgency in his touch as it matched my own. It was as if we were two souls destined across time to collide, each swirl of our tongues deepening the connection.
When the heat threatened to consume me entirely, I pushed him away, a wicked smile dancing on my lips. “You think you can keep me?” I asked in a challenge, the thrill of the chase igniting a deep seeded need and yearning to be caught. I turned away from him, eliciting a menacing growl that had me wet between my thighs, and I ran, the night air rushing past me and I loved that I could still feel it.
Kasper’s growl continued behind me, a deep rumble that sent convulsions through my body and I was tempted to turn back but the thrill of escape filled me with a heady rush, and I knewhe would enjoy this just as much as I. The darkness of the maze shielded me, playing along with my game.
“Gwendolyn!” he called, the desire was heavy and unmistakable, the determination delectable. While I couldn’t hear him, I could feel him gaining on me, and I marveled in how much I loved being hunted by him, about the way his desire lingered all around us. I glanced back, catching a glimpse of his fierce expression, the way his muscles flexed as he chased me, urging me to keep going.
Suddenly, he was there, his strong hands catching me around the waist, pulling me against him with an intensity that would have stolen the breath from my lungs if I still had any. The world around us disappeared again, but this time, I was completely aware of him. “You can’t run from me.” He claimed my mouth with a desperation that sent waves of desire crashing over me.
Just as I was about to surrender to the moment, I pushed him away again. “Catch me if you can,” I continued to taunt him, but gave him an invitation. Slipping from his grasp in his lust filled haze, laughter trailed behind me like a song as I plunged back into the maze.
Kasper surged after me, the raw power of his desire flooded the air and I almost choked on it. “You’re only making this harder for yourself,” he warned. Each time he drew near, each time his touch brushed against me, my body sang with the promise of what was to come.
The chase continued, me unable to give, him unable to let me win. I reveled in the game as I zigzagged through the maze, my body becoming a needy mess the longer this went on.
Finally, in a moment of daring, I let him catch me again. He spun me around, his hands gripping my hips lightly, and I felt the heat of his body against mine. The thickness of his cock pressed into my back. “No more running,” he commanded. He pressed me against the stalks. “I was going to be so good to you,so good,but you had to go and run from me mate, and now you will take exactly what I give you.” He pushed my face into the wall that the maze had made.
His hands roamed my body, exploring every curve, sending shocks through me wherever his hands touched. I gasped against his lips as he pulled my hair back so I was forced to look back at him as he plunged his tongue into my mouth. “You are mine, Gwendolyn,mine.And if you run from me, you’ll be punished as I see fit,” he said when he pulled back briefly then continued his assault on my mouth. I groaned out in pleasure and nipped his lips with my teeth.
That only seemed to spur him on further and he gripped my hair hard pulling my mouth away from his. He started sucking and biting his way down my neck whisperingmy perfect matein between his advances. His one free hand roamed my body, exploring every curve, leaving me shaking in want in their wake.
“I want you, Gwendolyn,” he breathed. “I want to feel you beneath me, to claim you as my own.”
My heart raced at his words. “Then take me,” I challenged, no demanded, the moment hanging suspended somewhere between desire and surrender. He flipped me around, so my front met his now, and crushed his mouth to mine, his hands gripping me tighter as he laid me down in the soil.
As we broke apart, the world around us faded into a hazy blur, leaving only the electricity crackling between our bodies. Icould feel the earth beneath me, the cool soil grounding me as I trembled with anticipation. Kasper’s pupils were blown, and I could see the hunger that lingered there and burned with him, a reflection of my own need.
With a swift motion, he pinned me down, his body covering mine. His lips found mine again, and this time, they moved with a fervor that had me begging for more. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth as if he were branding me with his taste.
