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Chapter Eight
Feeling her confusion but loving her excitement and that she was keeping up with his hurried pace, Ranger thought about going up to his room, but that wasn’t good enough. Everything had to be special, perfect. He wanted to see his beautiful Mate among the flowers.
Heading straight for the meadow where he’d arrived, the Guardsman reassured, “You’re gonna love this. It’s so peaceful, so…”
“Tranquil and full of flowers?” Ellie giggled, the sound making him feel as if he could fly without his wings.
“How do you know where we’re going?”
“Letmeaskyou…”
Her smile was brilliant. It was the expression Ranger wanted on his Mate's gorgeous face every minute of every day for the rest of forever. He would do whatever it took to keep her smiling. Nothing less would do.
“Is it the meadow with the Fairies and Pixies? And is it where you arrived yesterday?”
Stopping so quickly, Ellie ended up in his arms, Ranger thought about kissing her right then and there. However, he had to find out how she knew where they were going first. "Yeah," he drew out the word. "Are you Psychic, too? Or did you feel our Mating Bond strengthen before I did?"
Shaking her head, her expression mischievous and sexy and so damned alluring it took all his considerable control not to slam his lips to hers and worry about talking later, his spectacular Mate tapped her nose and winked. “The nose always knows.”
“You recognized my scent?” He was amazed and didn’t try to hide his flash of manly pride that his one true love already knew him by aroma alone.
Swatting his chest while making a show of being put out, complete with the sassy roll of her eyes, Ellie scoffed, "Of course, I knew, but Angelica said you weren't a registered guest. So, I figured I was wrong, but now I know that she wasn't messing with me. You didn't have a regular reservation. You're a VIP." She bounced her shoulders and teased, "You're friends with the big boss."
Loving that she was so relaxed and playful but needing information, he suspiciously inquired, “Angelica?” He had to know. Had to be sure someone wasn’t trying to lure Ellie into a trap.
Another slap to his shoulder followed by yet another eye roll, this one with the addition of atsk, and his Mate playfully scoffed, "Chill out, Super Dragon. Angelica is another Witch. She's one of Celia's oldest and best friends. I've known her since I was a little girl."
“Oh.”
"Yeah, oh. Ang is the Front Desk Manager here at the resort, and the reason I got a reservation during such a busy time."
"Well, thank the Heavens." Lifting Ellie off the ground and spinning her around, Ranger let every emotion he felt out in the open for Ellie to see. He wanted her to know without the slightest doubt how much she meant to him and to be sure that he would never leave her again.
Stopping his spin and taking off, Ranger sprinted as fast as his feet would carry them, drinking in his Mate's excited giggles and thrilled oohs and ahhs. Having her in his arms, feeling how happy she was, and knowing that she'd missed him as much as he missed her, almost made the last four-and-a-half months’ worth it…but just almost.
Racing into the meadow, Ranger came to a halt at the very center. Letting Ellie slowly slide down his six-foot-five-inch frame, he stopped her downward descent only when he looked into her eyes. "Do you have any idea how very much you mean to me?"
Barely able to catch his breath as she gently laid her hands on his face and leaned her forehead to his, Ranger was sure he’d died and gone to the Heavens when Ellie whispered, “Not near as much as I love you.”
Unable to resist the allure of his Mate any longer, Ranger slammed his lips to hers. Their kiss was raw passion and ultimate possession, full of teeth and tongue and passionate aggression. He pulled her so tight to his chest that they almost became one. He wanted them to be one. Had to make it happen as soon as possible. The Guardsman needed to brand his Witch, to make sure she never doubted who she belonged to and more importantly…. who belonged to her.
The world needed to see that Ellie McLeish was Ranger Evans' Mate, and that was all there was to it. And, thank the Universe and the Goddess of all, Ellie felt the same way.
Gone was the demure, shy young woman he’d known, replaced by his one true Fated Mate. Dammit, Ellie was nothing short of spectacular. She gave as good as she got. Showing him that she was his true match in all ways.
Tiny, soft hands slipping under his tight green t-shirt, Ranger happily drowned in the feel of her fingers on his skin. His every heightened sense came to life. Their connection was pure power, the ultimate aphrodisiac, and simply would not be denied.
Her need to possess him, to own him, flooded his mind, heart, and soul. The more Ellie wanted him to give, the more he surrendered to the only woman who could ever complete him.
Nipping and tasting his way across her jaw, Ranger needed more. He needed everything she was—the sheer intensity of their hunger for one another transported him to another place and time. Ranger didn't care that they were standing in the middle of a public place or that a Fairy Frolick was peeking through the flowers. He would have his Mate, and more importantly, she would have him.
Backing Ellie against a nearby tree, his hands at her back to protect her delicate skin, Ranger little more than thought about stripping her naked, and his magic did the rest. Her blouse floating to the ground beside them, he sucked her hard, lace-covered nipple into his mouth as soon as it came into sight.
Grinding her crotch against his denim-covered erection, Ellie drove him crazy. Calling out his name, her body demanding the release only he could give her was music to his ears. Letting her set the rhythm, Ranger continued his journey, tasting every part of her body he could possibly reach. There was no denying their Mating Call or the fiery Dragon Blood racing through his veins.
Both man and beast needed the woman who completed them in every way. With only the thought of being one with Ellie, of being buried deep inside her forcing his every action, Ranger slid his hand between their bodies. From one ragged breath to the next, he had her naked from the waist down, ready for everything he had planned and so much more.
His pants were soon around his ankles, and his straining cock was poised to enter her warm, wet body. Looking deep into her lust-filled eyes, he slammed his hips to hers, burying himself as far as he could go.
