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“Me, too.”

His hips worked her in a heartbeat, but this time his mating vibration came roaring toward her. She opened so that she felt his frequency flying over hers then entwining, holding hers tight. Pleasure flowed as it never had before.

He looked down at her, his blue eyes glinting in the dark. “I need to be drinking from you at the same time.”

Her hips arched just at the thought of his fangs. He groaned in response.

She rolled her head to the side, lifting her chin. He sank his fangs quickly and began to drink, heavy pulls that sent chills over her shoulders.

Olivia gave herself to the sensation of his cock deep inside her well, of his mating frequency taking possession of hers, of his mouth suckling at her throat. And a sense of euphoria, beyond just sexual release, began to build inside her.

She opened her mouth, grabbing as much air as she could and panted.

The bond tightened, and at the same time ecstasy flowed in a hot wave up her body, invading her abdomen, her chest, her heart.

She screamed as Zane pumped into her and as their mating frequencies became one.

She held him tight, digging her nails into the muscles of his shoulders.

No words could come, not even mind-to-mind.

Zane lifted off her throat and began to roar.

She was all sensation, lost in the rapture of the moment, of Zane connected to her with his cock and his mating frequency.

She became more in that moment, more of

herself, more of a shifter, more engaged with her realm. Mostly she was now and forever Zane’s blood rose. And no other mastyr could touch her.

She sensed what he was feeling as well, which was one of the benefits of the bond. She could feel the pleasure he took from having his cock buried deep, of nuzzling her neck, of making the soft grunting sounds as he kissed her face, her throat, her ears.

“You’re mine,” he murmured, nuzzling her some more.

“I’m yours.”

“And I can feel how you’re savoring my touch, my kisses, my cock inside your body.”

“This is amazing,” she whispered.

The deep sense of loneliness she’d lived with her entire life lifted from her body. She’d experienced two decades of living apart, of isolation, of sadness, but in this moment the sensation simply turned to vapor and disappeared.

Never again would she be alone. She would always have a home with Zane and they would build a life together.

~

For a long moment, Zane couldn’t put into words what he felt. Finally, he identified the sensation: He was happy. The five years of grief had ended, to be supplanted by a kind of contentment he’d never known before, not in all his long life.

Now that he’d bound his mating frequency to Olivia’s, he felt amazingly complete and deeply satisfied. At the same time, he could feel and experience what she experienced when he brushed his lips against her check, or caressed her with his hands, or what his lips felt like to her when he kissed her.

The pain that had lived in his heart was now long gone. Gone perhaps, the moment he’d sensed Olivia on the front porch of her green house in Barker’s Bend.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Olivia.” He couldn’t help that his throat had grown tight, or that one or two tears escaped his eyes.

She caught one of them and like the shifter she was, she slid her finger in her mouth. “Mmmm, like the hillside grasses near the ocean. I love your flavor, the way you smell, all the scents and tastes of you.”

He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “I have no more pain because you’re here and I don’t just mean physically.” He pressed a hand to his chest. “I mean here. I was in agony before you came. I just didn’t know how much.”

She slid her arms around his waist and dipped her hips into his. Because he was still connected to her, he moaned the pleasure of her strong shifter movement. Not surprising, he began to grow firm once more.

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