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I leaned down and kissed her shoulder. I got up and reached for the towel she had sitting on the counter and held it open.

“Come kick it with me for a minute.”

Without hesitation, she lifted and stepped out of the tub, walking into the towel which I used to dry her body, taking my time caressing her skin before I wrapped her in it.

“What kind of ‘kicking it’ are we doing? Do I need to get dressed?” She raised a brow and I shook my head, lifting her around my waist and walking us to the bedroom.

“Nah, no clothes., the towel is good. I have plans for your body but I want to talk first.”

When I sat on the edge of the bed, she looped her arms round my neck. “Nowhere in the history of relationships has ‘we need to talk’ worked on anyone’s behalf.”

I smirked. “You nervous?”

“Nope, I officially have access to where you lay your head and am born from a family of witches. You say something I don’t like, there will be consequences. Speak at your own risk.”

I chuckled. “Damn, it’s like that?”

“Pretty much.” I shrugged.

“I respect that.”

She smiled, scooting closer so her knees pressed into the mattress, bracketing my body which spread her hips wider around me. The scent of her pussy hit me with a distraction that was going to be hard to ignore.

“What are you doing, Uri?”

The move was intentional. She wanted to distract me.

“Trying to move this along. You can’t throw serve out there then follow it up with let’s talk.”

“Bruh…” I chuckled. “Aight, bet. I wanted to holler at you about what happened earlier.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

“There’s a lot to talk about. I know I can’t control every situation and I’m also well aware that you can take care of yourself, but if we’re doing this, I need to know that you’re covered. That means people knowing who’s coming for them if they fuck with you.”

“You asking to officially be my man, Ky?”

I growled at the way she rubbed her pussy over my dick and rocked her hips. “I am but permanently.” My eyes moved to her neck and she smiled. My fangs ached at the acknowledgment and need I could see in her expression. “You know what that means?”

“Mates?”

My eyes drifted to her neck again before I leaned forward and kissed the spot where my last mark was. “Yes, mates.”

Her eyes were on mine and she grinned, untucking the towel, pulling it free, and dropping it to the floor. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Uri began unbuckling my pants and I watched her watching me while she removed my dick and lifted enough to sink down on me. My body relaxed from the feel of her pussy surrounding me. She began a slow grind, rocking her hips and circling them. I let her take control and just enjoyed the way she fucked me slowly.

“I want you to be mine as much as I’m yours,” Uri said sensually.

“It’s been that way,” I admitted, moving one of my hands to her stomach and up between her breasts, gripping the right one before I kept going until my fingers ghosted over the pulse point in her neck.

She shivered and her pussy throbbed around me. “Then we might as well make it official,” she said, circling her hips more.

I wrapped my hand around the front of her throat and brought her mouth to mine, delivering a deep, rough kiss. When I pulled back, her heavy lidded eyes fastened on mine before I felt the pads of her fingers on my wrist.

“Same time. I don’t want to just be claimed, I want to claim you too. This is a choice, right?”

My eyes narrowed but I nodded. This moment couldn’t get any fucking better until she spoke again. “Then I’m choosing you.”