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They spent time at the Wheeler Carnival, exploring the sublime majesty of a vivid childlike extravagance. They played games at booths, ate cotton candy, and rode the gigantic Ferris wheel until the clock struck midnight.

The entire time Mars felt like he had stepped into another dimension. He had no clue what he was living for before he met Rhi, which he supposed was what it felt like to be falling in love.

After a pleasantly tiring evening, they retreated to the small boutique hotel that Mars had booked for the weekend. It was adorable, with all of the right gimmicky factors that made Rhi giggle like she was a teenager again.

They were both spent, but not spent enough to keep their hands to themselves. Mars took an achingly long time removing Rhi’s clothing, which started with her slacks as she lay on her back on the bed.

“You really are being mean now,” she quipped at him.

Mars flashed an oblivious look as he brought the waistline of her slacks down to her knees, calves, and ankles, planting sweet butterfly kisses along the way. He truly thought he could obsess about every inch of her, the ones she proudly paraded about and the ones she tried to keep veiled.

“Oh, I’m the mean one?” he joked, kissing the tops of her feet as Rhi threw her head back and laughed. “How do you go around looking so sexy all day and expect me to not want to please every part of you?”

She bit her lip as he came for her blouse, loving the way her plentiful breasts were slowly revealed as he undid each agonizing button. He sucked on her top lip, and she grunted, an inpatient and foxy sound.

“Mars,” she began to whine as he moved down her body. “I’ve wanted you all week. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Mars cocked an eyebrow, his cock inflating painfully in his own slacks as he helped her remove the arms of her shirt.

“Tell me,” he crooned.

She leaned her head back as his lips found her nape, that supple, tasty erogenous zone. She began to pant as she indulged him with her thoughts, with Mars, the benevolent vampire, and Rhi, the willing victim.

“The way you touch me is just so …” She paused as he arrived at her collarbone, breathy and marvelous. “So tender and so delicate … I feel like fireworks are being lit inside me.”

Mars chuckled as he unclasped her bra, setting those bountiful breasts free, and began worshiping each, one by one.

“Do you want to explode tonight, baby?” he inquired with a husk in his tone.

Rhi nodded desperately. Mars adored that look in her eyes, the one that yearned but also trusted.

“Anything my lady wants.”

Mars pulled down her lacy violet panties, the identical shade of her lips, and plunged his tongue deep into her pussy. They often began their sex this way, with him making sure she was revved up and pleased beyond belief before he found his way inside her. It was of the utmost importance that she loses herself to divine pleasure, and he received much of his own pleasure by simply watching her let go.

Rhi spread her legs for him, quickly beginning to writhe against his face. He tasted her usual sweet honey arousal, and Mars lapped it up, bringing her to a stunning thunderclap of an orgasm within only a minute or two. He felt her stress drain out of her like a rain barrel with a hole as the world beyond them sat still, watching their dance of delight unfold.

Mars didn’t make his beloved wait any longer. He engulfed himself in her, removing his clothing at a rapid animalistic pace, climbing on top of her nimble body, and sliding inside easily.

Rhi clung to his back as they made steady love. Mars had his face buried in her neck as she kissed the side of his, relishing in each other's juices and natural sounds of rapture.

There wasn’t anywhere Mars ever wanted to be more than embraced in Rhi’s arms and drowning in her essence. They rocked back and forth as one, with Rhi’s pinnacle being reached quickly, followed by Mars’s. They murmured each other's names while they remained glued together, shaking in a sweaty mess on the hotel bed.

Mars knew that he had found his mate in the astounding woman whose naked body was pinned below him. Most of his thoughts were positive and hopeful, yet, something reeking of doom scratched at the door of his subconscious. He put most of it off as normal aggravation, a fear of loss that came with the territory of falling in love.

Even on top of Rhi, he could feel it. He tried to suffocate it by breathing the scent of her skin in, closing his eyes, and falling into a peaceful slumber.

THIRTEEN

RHIANNON

It was Friday, and Rhiannon had three pro bono cases that week, and she was hanging on by a string. It was a happy string, though, no matter how thin and fragile it was. She was happy because the shelter project was finally coming together.

She was seeing Mars regularly now. And seeing him for dinner and drinks after a long day in court made every hard day worth it.

But this week had been particularly tough, even though the string was still a joyful one.

All three of her cases had been in family court, where she was trying to extricate abuse victims from their spouses. Her caseload had already been heavy, and she should not have taken on more cases.

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