“Soon,” he promised, his pace lengthening, smoothing, and drawing out the moment.
I wanted to scream, to beg, to howl in frustration.
But then I felt a burning twist in my gut that curled into the pressure already churning inside me, and power thrummed through my veins. “Ohhh…”
“Yes,” he replied. “That’s what I want.”
The sensation grew, causing my limbs to tighten around him, the ecstasy climbing with each measured stroke inside me. “Zeph,” I breathed, my world seconds away from exploding.
“Now,” he said, his teeth sinking into my pulse half a beat later and shooting me off into the stars.
My throat burned with the scream I released, Zeph’s palm closing over my mouth to silence the echoes of my ecstasy as he followed me into the pleasurable abyss.
His soul intertwined with mine, marrying us in a forbidden manner that felt deliciously right. I felt him enter me in everyway imaginable, his mind becoming mine as mine became his. Connections deepened, his thoughts melding and firing signals inside my brain.
I couldn’t understand it, similar to my mating with Shade, but somehow I knew that if I tried, I could access whatever history or detail I wanted, just as he could do the same to me.
It was a level of trust and adoration reserved for mates.
A knowledge that I wouldn’t enter him uninvited, just as he wouldn’t penetrate my mind without my permission.
The door could be closed as well—I sensed it now—but rather than shut him out, I allowed him toseeme, and he returned the favor in kind.
An opening.
A new beginning.
A relationship underscored in trust and equality.
He craved to dominate me yet desired my backbone and strength as well. All his lessons were meant to empower me, including the ones I hated. Zeph only wanted me to be safe, to be ready for the future, to be aware of my own abilities.
There’d been doubts.
Concerns.
Troubles.
Yet they all came from the right place—his heart.
I kissed him, my own heart lost to his as I embraced our connection and what it meant for us both. There was fear, uncertainty, and dread. But the adoration, hope, and desire outweighed the uncertainties. And that was what I clung to.
“We need to go,” Zeph whispered, his Midnight Fae senses picking up on something I hadn’t—the approach of humans. “Your screaming caught their attention.”
“Why do you sound pleased by that?” I asked him as he slowly pulled out of my body and set my feet on the ground.
“I’m pleased about a lot of things right now,” he admitted, and while I couldn’t quite make out his mouth, I suspected it was twisted upward into a smirk.
He handed me my sweater, then found my jeans. My boots were last, and by the time I was all ready to go, he had put himself back together as well.
“What about my underwear?” I wondered out loud, trying to find my bra and panties.
“I’ve got them,” he said, causing me to frown.
“Where?”
But the sound of approaching boots silenced his ability to respond. He pulled me behind a tree just before a ray of light hit the area we’d been a second before. His palm caught my mouth again, making me wonder,Do you just like this position? Or are you afraid I’ll make a sound?
Both,he replied, his lips brushing my pulse.And your voice in my head is an amazing sound.
