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He inhaled with male satisfaction and drove into my depths, again and again, to claim me as his mate and to imprint on me for eternity, if eternity was something I could have. And my magic clutched him in an attempt to mark him as well.
“Feed, lamb,” he ordered harshly.
“I’ve fed,” I said. “You were wounded, so I’ll take only a little. I like the taste of you.”
“Take all you need. I offer myself completely to you.”
He was death, yet he was life to me.
His energy was so pure, and his heart purer.
My cells shivered in satisfaction at the nourishment he provided.
As I fed, his cock grew thicker inside me. He pulled out a few inches, my cream glistening on his length, and thrust back in, every stroke more powerful than the previous one.
Pressure built in me, higher and higher, as he rammed into me mercilessly.
The death demigod’s life force was both violent and gentle at once. And I loved everything about him. I loved his contradictions.
When he withdrew from my slick heat again and delivered the next series of rapid, wild thrusts, clusters of fireworks went off in me, rocking my body and unmaking me.
I trembled against him like a hot mess.
I was completely, irrevocably addicted to the Demigod of Death.
He rocked his hips, pounding into my flesh. Kissing me, he rode through my waves of orgasm and found his own release.
A low sound rumbled from his chest, and he roared against my ear.
I was too busy soaking in pleasure and tidal waves of orgasm to flinch at his loudness or worry that his thunderous roar might shatter the glass and crack the walls around us.
A thread of light, as beautiful and strong as starlight, glowed between us, connecting us.
He gasped. “The mating bond. I didn’t realize it actually existed.”
He gazed upon me, primal need, tenderness, and possessiveness burning brightly in his eyes. He pulled me to him, carried me to the counter, and put my ass down on the cold marble, our flesh still joined.
I would never want to leave him, and from the look in his eyes, I knew he felt the same about me.
“Héctor,” I whispered his name.
“I’m here, lamb,” he said. “I’ll always be here for you. Anything you want, I’ll give it to you. Ask, and I’ll pluck the stars for you.”
His lips traced the column of my neck, sending a different kind of shivering pleasure all over me.
The Demigod of Death had never had a woman before me, yet his prowess was more than impressive.
He started to thrust into my aching flesh again, slowly at first, filling me and ravishing me. His obsidian wings emerged behind his back, and he caressed me with their soft feathers.
I wrapped my legs around his thighs, my lust already boiling again, as his thrusts drove me crazy with a new kind of raw need.
Héctor was making love to me.
His mouth found mine, and I kissed him back vehemently.
When I pulled away from his tender kiss, a whimper escaped me. “Héctor, I need to tell you something.”
“Yes, lamb?” he said, even his slow thrusts full of power.
