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“Better than okay,” I whispered back. “Thank you so much.”
“Any time, Mariah.” His lips brushed my forehead.
I bit my lip, another smaller, easier plan bubbling up in my mind. Really, it was the shattered remnants of the old one.
“Would you mind standing up for a minute?” I asked him.
“Sure.” His hand ran over my arm as he eased me away from him, rising to his feet. “Why?”
I rose to my knees.
His eyes narrowed at me, and I knew that day was flashing in front of his eyes. The day he had told me never to kneel in front of any man.
“If I want to be on my knees in front of my mate, I should be allowed to,” I told him, as I undid the fastener on his shorts.
His eyes narrowed further as he realized what I was about to do.
And further when I dragged his pants down to the grass.
And even further when I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, leading it to my mouth.
And then they shut, when I closed my lips around him.
He groaned deeply as I slowly bobbed my head further down his length, gliding him backward, taking him into my throat.
When I looked up, his eyes were open again. Open, and hot as hell.
I dragged his hand to my head, so he could cup me. So he could set the pace.
And finally, he started to move.
His hips rocked as he worked my head over his length, his touch as gentle as always. He groaned and growled and swore as I sucked him, until the taste of him had soaked my mouth and I knew he was only seconds from exploding.
And then, with a grin, I slid my mouth off of his length.
He snarled at me, but didn’t finish the job himself.
He was too busy watching me strip my tank top over my head for that.
“Make love to me,” I told him, as I slid my shorts down my ass and then got down on my hands and knees.
He sank to his own knees behind me, cupping my core with one hand and finding my clit as he dragged me to him. “Today was supposed to be for you,” he growled at me, as he lifted my hips upward, moving me until my slit met his cock.
“It is,” I breathed.
All thoughts ceased to exist as our bodies merged, but the connection was more than just physical.
We were mated—down to the fucking soul.
He was mine.
I was his.
And even if I could’ve made another wish, for another new life, I wouldn’t have considered leaving him.
Because in Vevol, I had everything I needed—and the man I loved.
Epilogue
