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He drew back, sniffing her neck then licking. She writhed beneath him then grabbed at his shoulders, pulling him closer.

Do you want me, Rosamunde? He kept licking her neck.

As though I haven’t been with you in decades. And my heart is heavy. I have what you need, Stone. Take it!

Stone reached low, took his rigid cock in hand and found her opening. Seating himself, he pushed inside her beautiful warm wetness. He was already on the verge and had to take a couple of quick breaths to keep from coming.

“I love you so much.”

“I love you, too.” She petted his hair, his shoulders, his arms. She rocked her hips slowly, pulling him deeper inside.

He was one with all his movements, the way his mating vibration pulsed through hers, the way he began to drive into her steadily, and the descending of his fangs, two sharp points, ready to pierce her.

Do it. She was panting, her body very still. I want to feel you breach the vein and take what belongs only to you.

Stone drew his head back slightly and opened his mouth wide. He struck to the right depth and felt the first pulse of blood flow into his mouth, warm and tasting woodsy and full of an herbal undertone. He groaned as he formed a seal around the small wounds. He began to suck, timing each thrust of his cock with the pull of his lips. He added the vibration she loved.

She cooed and moaned, then cooed some more. A warmth enveloped him. He opened his eyes to discover that her violet mist had wrapped them both up in a cocoon of privacy and pleasure. Everywhere the mist touched his naked body, shivers chased over his skin, adding sensation on sensation.

All the pieces of their bonding puzzle were now in place: Sex, the taking of her incredible blood, and the joining of their mating frequencies. They’d each acknowledged a desire to bond, and even the elf-lord power was still humming through them both.

He wasn’t sure what was supposed to happen, but he almost didn’t care, only that the bond formed as it should. Being this close to Rosamunde, and giving her pleasure, was enough for him.

When his thirst was slaked, he drew back slowly and licked the wounds. She was in a euphoric state, her brows high on her forehead, her violet eyes glowing softly.

She stroked his cheek with the palm of her hand. “Are you satisfied?”

“I am. More than I can say.” He was stroking her low, sustaining the level of pleasure pervading the moment. The pinnacle hadn’t yet been reached, but there was something very magical between them.

“I’ve never felt like this as though I’m floating in water and you’re rocking me.”

“I am rocking you.” He smiled down at her as he pushed into her more firmly.

She smiled up at him. He saw love in her eyes.

“I want to go to the grotto.”

“What? You mean, now?”

“I want to be in the central pool as we make love. I’ve seen something there for us. Are you willing, because I can take us with a thought, but we’ll be in the water. And my mist will still cover us and warm us, in case you’re concerned.”

He didn’t know why, but he knew it was the right thing to do. Rosamunde was fae and much more connected to the hidden magical elements of the Nine Realms than he was. “What if there’s someone there?”

Her lips curved. “There won’t be. And remember, this time is for us. We’ve been granted this hour.”

He inclined his head. “Take us there.”

He felt himself move, yet not move and in the blink of an eye, she was floating on her back, holding herself in the water through levitation and he was still connected to her. The violet haze of her mist covered and warmed them but he could still smell the sea and feel the push-pull of the waves. But even the sea was calm for them.

The grotto had been the last place they’d worked a mission together.

“The elf-lord power is rich here. Can you feel it, Stone?” She extended her arms in the water. He lifted her up so that she stayed connected to his cock. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him securely then balanced her arms on his shoulders. Her hair streamed water.

Because he was essentially standing, with Rosamunde riding him, he very slowly turned in a circle. “I can sense the elf-lord power all around us.”

He could feel the layers of rock below the water start to rumble and the elf-lord power begin to flow. Only this time, it entered him as well as Rosamunde at the same time.

Her eyes went wide. “This is different. I always received it first. Now, it’s together. Have we bonded?”

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