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Then I’m back in the present, where the rain is pummeling us and a violent storm rages overhead, while Slade fucks me like he’s wanted to do this his entire life.
The orgasm hits me so hard that I cry out, but my sounds are drowned out by the lightning that crashes in sync with the sound. His lips seal over mine again, and my nails rake down his back, only fueling him as he continues to move in and out of me.
He breaks the kiss, his eyes almost glowing as he presses his cheek to mine. The lightning crashes closer, and a rumble of thunder rolls through when his hips still inside me. I barely hear the raw sound he makes near my ear.
His lips drag across my cheek until he’s kissing me again, his body shuddering, and my fingers slide up into his hair, holding him to me because I’m so afraid he’s going to turn cold and leave me here without him.
Chapter 22
SLADE
My heart is still pounding in my ears, and it feels like every inch of me is fused to her. I did it.
I fucking claimed her. Marked her, even if it can’t be seen.
Early in the fight, I sent my journal back to my cabin, intending to keep it safe. So I didn’t have it here to remind me of what my plans are, and I fucking claimed her. Had to.
How could I not?
“How the hell did you get here?” I ask, still a little breathless, as I stare down at her.
The rain eases until it stops completely, and the dark skies start to clear as she begins to run her fingers down my arm, her touch so light and soft that it’s mesmerizing.
“About that, I’d rather not say in this moment,” she states matter-of-factly.
My head comes up, and I stare down expectantly.
“Why” I ask, narrowing my eyes on her.
“Because if you get pissed off and storm away from me after what we just did, it’ll hurt more than it has in the past,” she says quietly, looking away. “I don’t want to feel like this was just your way of severing that final bond.”
Inwardly groaning, my forehead drops to hers, and I whisper, “I’ll be taking you with me when we leave. You’re officially mine, Princess. You’ve fucked it all to hell, just like I always knew you would.”
“Fucked what all to hell?” she asks, her eyes meeting mine.
My gaze searches hers, but I can’t explain the plans without the journal, for whatever reason.
“Let’s get out of here,” I say to her instead, lifting her with me as I stand.
She leans into me, even after watching me shred an entire family, and my arms go around her as I draw her close.
“I need to get my phone first,” she says as she kisses my chest.
Her phone appears in my hand, and she glances down, lips twitching.
“That works too,” she tells me as I dematerialize us.
She heaves out a breath when we land in my cabin, and she looks around as if in shock. “You can teleport like Lokies?” she asks, confused. “How?”
“I can travel faster and for longer distances than most when I dematerialize, but I can’t teleport. I can, however, drink dragonite blood and it fixes tha
t issue temporarily, so long as it’s in my system.
I pick up my own phone from the counter, glancing down at it, seeing encrypted updates from the other successes of the day.
“You launched an attack today. You could have at least given us a head’s up,” she says a little angrily.
Seeing me shred a council-related family doesn’t bother her. Hell, it turned her on. But not giving her a ‘head’s up’ bothers her?
