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My fucking mate.

A growl leaves me and her gaze widens with excitement. She falls back onto the bed and I can’t help but follow—fuck I’ll follow her anywhere. My cock rests against the warm, wet heat of her center and I nearly go feral.

Needing her.

Wanting her.

Owning her.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Yours,” she whispers and I realized my inner ramblings must have been out loud, but I don’t care. She is all I can think about. I’m on fire with an all-consuming want to do anything, be anything for her.

I trail kisses down her neck and chest, sucking the bud of her breast into my mouth, and her back arches as she whispers my name.

My hand skims her waist, running down her body until I reach between us, gripping my throbbing dick and positioning it at her entrance. I watch her face carefully and all I see is pleasure, need. Desire. All those emotions of everything building between us are written on her face like how the Fates weave our lives into the stars, and I thrust into her, joining us together as true mates for the first time.

“Fuck, Rav,” I growl as she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders.

She moans and I let her adjust to me, but then she thrusts her hips up. “Move. I need… I need to feel you,” her voice is breathy and her eyes are glazed with lust, and I oblige.

I sink deeper into her and pull out again, intending on being gentle with her, to take this slow, but I can’t. Instinct is steering this ship now.

I drill into my mate, our bodies clashing together like when the ocean meets the rocks. Powerful and dangerous but fucking mesmerizing. All I feel is her, and she is everything.

“Talyn, I’m getting close,” she gasps and I don’t let up.

Instead I grab her leg, throwing it up onto my shoulder so I can get deeper inside her—fuck, I don’t know how much longer I’m going to last.

My stomach begins to burn as the threads of our souls begin to weave together, and just as our bodies reach their crescendo, my teeth sink into her shoulder and hers into my bicep. Then we explode. My hips are relentless as I finish inside her, not caring that I didn’t pull out. I don’t think the mating bond would have let me anyway. This feels right. One day I’ll have her covered in my cum, so every male in sniffing distance will know who she belongs to… Who I belong to.

“Are you okay?” I murmur through heavy breaths, brushing her reddish-brown hair from her face. Instead of answering me, I feel it. I feel everything she feels as our newly formed bond practically glows between us.

“I’m more than okay,” she whispers into my mind, and instead of it feeling like an intrusion, like Szellemi magick, it’s as if she was always meant to be there.

Tears prick at my eyes as I sit up, pulling her with me and keeping her in my lap. I’m not ready to be out of her body; it’s like I need to be connected to her at all times. I hold her close, resting my forehead against her. “I know I’ve said it so many times, but I’m so sorry. I swear to never betray our bond like that again. I—”

“Shh,” she whispers as she rocks herself against me again. “Show me how sorry you are. Own my body and make it yours again and again. All I need is you.”

And so I do, and it’s well into the night before we fall asleep.

I WAKE WITH Ravina curled against me and it somehow feels like a dream, but as I search the bond, I know it isn’t.

The morning light seeps into the room, and I can’t help but just savor this moment. I glance down and gasp, touching my stomach. The scars are still there, but the mark? Her mark is bright and clear as if it pushed through the scarred tissues, like nothing would let it be hidden from the world.

“What is it?” Rav murmurs sleepily, blinking up at me with concern.

“Our mark,” I whisper in awe, tracing the design of thorned roses wrapping around the sword.

Her fingers run along it, causing me to shiver and my cock to twitch, tenting under the sheet that hangs loosely around my hips. “It’s beautiful, Tal.”

I cup her cheek, leaning down and giving her a soft kiss. “Nowhere near as beautiful as you after a night in my arms.”

She crawls onto my lap and straddles me, pushing me back into the bed, and my breath hitches as fear crawls up my throat. I react, rolling her over and pinning her arms to the bed as I catch my breath and calm my racing heart.

Her eyes widen. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t think,” she stutters as she comes to the conclusion on why I would react like that before I do.

“That fucking bitch,” I mutter.