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And she was. For now and forever, Raze would have his soulmate to rule at his side.
His smile deepened as he eased his hand further down, splaying it against the small of her back. His fingers curved over the edge of her hip, shifting her closer to him. When the head of his cock prodded her right side, she turned slightly, opening her body up to him.
She wondered why he smiled now? As Becca lifted her leg, placed it over his as Raze guided his cock to her entrance, it was a wonder that it took her this long to notice.
“I’m happy,” he said honestly, pushing his cock inside of her. “I’ve never been so fucking happy in my life.” Bottoming out, he shuddered as Becca moaned, gripping him tightly. “And if you keep doing that, I don’t think I’ll ever stop smiling.”
She squeezed him. “That gives me something to work toward then,” she promised. “I like it when you smile.”
He worked himself in and out of her a few times before gripping her gently, rolling her with him until he was flat on his back and she was on top of him. Raze was so used to being in control. With Becca, though? He discovered that, if only with his mate, he relished letting her have all of it.
“Ride me,” he said, more of a beg than a demand.
Leaning forward, she swiped her tongue over his nipple. It was hard, the sensation enough to tear a guttural moan from his chest. Right before he could go on and plead with her to do that again, Becca started to move, and Raze was barely able to form coherent thoughts other than, “Oh my fucking God, that’s good.”
You think he’d be used to it by now. For the last few days, Raze and Becca stayed inside of his—now, their—suite, cementing the mate bond stretching between them. Between sharing their bodies in bed and more of each other’s life story whenever he could bring himself to give her some time to rest, they were becoming what they were always fated to be: soulmates.
Right after he first claimed her, Raze got in touch with Micah, letting his youngest brother know that he had his soulmate back, that he had claimed her, and that he planned on spending the next week or so mating her at every opportunity. Micah was in charge, and he’d bring Becca down to the casino to meet him officially as soon as he could.
Sam, on the other hand, was missing again. No surprise. Micah admitted that he had stopped in, then took off again while Raze was going out of his head, searching for Becca. As of yesterday evening, he was still out of contact. Micah wasn’t worried, so neither was Raze. Their brother was probably on another crusade to prove that he was more than an ex-angel of death, like always.
At least, that’s what Raze thought—until a banging could be heard coming from the front of Raze’s suite right as the sex started to get really good.
Becca immediately stopped moving. Since that was absolutely unacceptable, Raze gave her a playful slap on her ass. “Don’t stop. If you love me at all, you’ll keep going. Please.”
Pressing her hands against his lower torso, using Raze’s toned body for leverage, she lifted her body up before dropping down on him again.
“That’s right, my mate.” Raze reached up, tweaking the nipple nearest to him. Not enough to hurt, but enough to send a jolt of pleasure through her. Becca threw back her head, the pure ecstasy reflected in their bond, as she rode him harder. “I love you, too.”
He’d been the first to say the words, and he said them at every opportunity. From the moment he first shot his seed inside of her, the second the bond snapped fully into place, he figured there was no reason to keep it back, even if it wasn’t the first time he actually said it.
Raze told Becca he loved her quite often, and if Becca was still hesitant to repeat the words, that was okay. After all, they were just words, and as much as he tried not to remember that she’d loved before him, it wasn’t like he didn’t have a past, either. For now, it was about their future—and for both of them, there would never be anyone else.
So he could wait. Especially since he could feel her love for him with every beat of her heart, every panted breath as she fucked him with everything she had.
“Raziel! Open this door.”
Becca didn’t stop, but she did raise her eyebrows at Raze as soon as Sam’s bellow ripped through their bedroom.
He didn’t stop there.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
“Me and Micah gave you three days to fuck your mate. So wouldja get your cock out of her pussy for five damn seconds and answer the fucking door?”
Raze was going to kill his brother. He often took off for weeks at a time and now he decided it was the perfect opportunity to demand to see him? Raze made sure to pass the message along to Micah that, should Sam show up again, Raze was busy with his new mate. Anything else could wait.
Anything.
Too bad it didn’t seem as if Sam had gotten that message.
Huh. Looked like he was going to have to kill Micah, too.
Just in case Becca got any silly ideas, he gripped her by her waist, guiding her to continue riding him; he didn’t want to stop just because Sam had the worst possible timing, and he prayed that she didn’t, either. Not that he would ever force his mate to do anything she didn’t want to. Raze was content to give her full control—even if he thought he’d explode if she left him like this.
