Page 48 of Her Warrior Fae


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I cried out as pleasure wracked my body. The intensity of the orgasm was what Dex had promised: worth the wait.

When I came down from my sexual high, breathing hard, I looked at him.

“I want you inside of me,” I begged.

Dex’s eyes grew dark with need, and he pushed off the bed. He kicked off his pants with ease, getting naked in a snap, and he crawled back onto me. My legs fell open for him, and he slid into me without ceremony.

When he lay inside of me, thick and delicious, I trembled around him. My breathing came in shallow, erratic gasps.

Dex lay on top of me, his cock deep inside me, but he didn’t start moving right away. He traced my features with a forefinger. My eyebrows, my nose, my jawline. He brushed his thumb along my lips.

“You’re beautiful,” he said.

I blushed. “I love you.”

He grinned, and it was beautiful to see his face split into such happiness.

“You have no idea how much I love you. I had no idea how much I loved you until I lost you.”

“I’m glad you came back.”

“Me too.”

Dex finally moved inside me. He pumped his cock in and out of me, picking up his pace pretty quickly. He fucked me harder and harder, but it wasn’t fucking at all—he made love to me. He planted kisses all over my face before he pushed himself up on thick arms, planted on either side of my head, and pounded into me.

His strokes were demanding—he was in control—and in no time, I teetered on the verge of my second orgasm.

With a few more thrusts and grunts from Dex, pleasure erupted and washed all over me. I cried out, curled around Dex’s body, and grabbed onto his thick shoulders. His upper body was so broad, I couldn’t wrap my arms around it. I dug my fingers into his skin as I closed my eyes, and I came undone.

I was barely over my orgasm when Dex pulled out of me. He lay down, and I clambered onto him. I breathed hard when I sat down on him, bracing myself on his muscular chest.

Dex held onto my hips, his hands so big, he almost enveloped me.

I rocked back and forth, and he growled when I did. His eyes locked on mine—evergreen and filled with lust and affection—and my body stroked him in and out of me.

As I got closer to my third orgasm, and Dex got closer and closer to his—his eyebrows knit together, and his lips curled back in pleasure—my power rose to the surface. It wrapped itself around me, and it was more powerful than anything I’d felt since I’d woken up on the floor in my library.

Dex’s power rose, too. It was strong, forceful, the kind of power that demanded attention.

Our magic wrapped together, intertwining, braiding until it created a new kind of power. This power was familiar.

I cried out as I neared my orgasm, pleasure taking over. Dex helped me rock back and forth harder and harder, and when my orgasm exploded inside me, Dex pulled me forward, pushing into me as deep as he could. He growled and let out a roar, and I cried out and gasped, and we orgasmed together.

The power around us grew thicker and thicker, and as we rode out our mutual orgasms, something else happened. A floodgate opened between us, Dex’s emotions rushed toward me, and it submerged me in pure love. His affection was so powerful, I gasped for air and only found more of the same. His love for me wrapped around me like a bandage that healed all wounds.

Dex gasped and trembled, and I knew he experienced the same.

I had learned about mate bonds all my life, I’d seen others find it, I’d heard them describe it. I’d never felt it for myself, and it was more incredible than anything I’d ever experienced. Nothing—no power I’d ever wielded—came close to the pure and perfect connection that I felt between Dex and me. It was a bond forged between us, a bond that could only be a mate bond.

Was it possible that we were fated, after all?

The moment it happened, something snapped into place. It was as if a vault door had been opened, and all the memories of the five centuries we’d spent together rushed back at me.

Dex wasn’t only my lover, the father of my child. He was also my best friend, my partner in crime, the man who’d fought for me and stood by my side to fight for the kingdom. I flashed on all that had happened, the wars we’d been through, the pain we’d conquered.

“Dex,” I gasped, looking him in the eye. “I remember.”

“What?”

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