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Warmth spread from the tattoo on my wrist, traveling up my arm and across my chest.

Pulling back, I stared in awe as magic, soft and bright, wrapped around both of us, making me gasp.

Emotions filled me, but I knew they weren’t my own.

They were his.

My mate’s.

Joy, love, lust, and so much more mixed through my senses.

My own emotions flowed back toward him just as strongly.

I smiled down at him through the tears still clinging to my eyes. “I love you too.”

The words echoed softly through the room and made Dashiel smile unlike any I’d seen before. “I have a fated mate,” he breathed.

I nodded, throat thick from the way he made me feel. “You’re mine, love.”

“Yes. Always, my beloved.” He kissed my jaw and cheek. “Now show me.” His sweetly breathed words had all the blood rushing to my cock.

I pulled nearly all the way out of him while keeping his stare and thrust back in.

He smiled and nodded. “Yours.”

“Damn right,” I clipped. I’d never felt this much possessiveness before.

Dashiel sensed it through the bond and groaned, loving what he was getting from me.

“Yes, Landon,” he cried as I fucked into his warm tightness.

“Christ, love. You feel so good. So damn good.”

There were clinging limbs and wet noises along with dirty ones.

Leaning down, I kissed and gripped him to me while pushing my hips back and forth.

Our doubled feelings were like a shot of adrenaline to all the arousal and love and happiness.

My body hummed and tingled, close to the edge.

Pulling back, I rested my hands beside his head and stared down. “Close, love,” I warned. He nodded, and then I told him, “I’m going to fill you up with my seed, Dashiel, and I already know I’ll want to do it again and again and so much more.”

Dashiel threw his head back and came, untouched, over his stomach and chest while he gripped my arms. He clamped down around my cock.

“Goddamn,” I groaned as his inner walls started milking the cum out of me.

When I rested over him, causing my dick to slip free, Dashiel hugged me tightly to him. He ran his hands up and down my back.

“I am more than willing to do this again and again,” he said while we were still trying to catch our breaths.

A chuckle left me, and I kissed his chest. “Already looking forward to experiencing more with… my fated mate.”

Love blasted through the link, making me smile.

Yeah, Fate really had chosen well for me.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN