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“I’ve fallen in love with you, Xander. I want you to know that because I want you to take me and mark me … right now.”
Xander’s eyes went wide, and his glare shot to her wound. Lexi then took him by the neck and led his face down to her chest, where she felt his lips touch her aching bare skin. Lexi let out a sensual gasp, feeling like the pain was leaving her throat, along with all those years of pent-up anger. He gingerly continued along her breastbone, breathing in each inch of her like an artist was memorizing a sculpture.
“Xander …” she moaned.
She ran her hands through his hair. His scent was primal, and his sounds and movements were growing increasingly wild. He was always so careful with her, placing her pleasure on a pedestal above his own. It was a massive part of why she was falling for the king, the way he touched her was like a musician strumming their instrument until it flowed with the most beautiful songs.
“Yes, baby, touch me,” she groaned.
Xander gripped the sides of her sports bra and carefully pulled it over her head. She pressed her breasts out, finally naked and free, arching her back and shooting her head backward in ecstasy once his mouth found her nipples.
“Mmm, God, Lexi,” Xander muttered.
Surges of delight moved in circles around her nipples and her breasts, casting light down her pelvis and settling in her groin. She took one of Xander’s hands that were cupping her breasts and slapped it between her legs. He growled over her succulent breast when she shoved his fingers under her tights and panties so he could feel her soaking pussy with his fingers.
“Lexi,” he breathed deliciously.
She pulled his face back up to hers, and their mouths collided in a passionate, maddening embrace. He helped her lower her body to the bed while his fingers expertly stroked her clit, which throbbed and was as sensitive as she had ever felt.
She kissed him intensely, their tongues wandering each other’s mouths as he rubbed her clit in harder circles. Her orgasm was already building and was quite close to firing off like a rocket if he continued touching her that way. Lexi peeled herself from his mouth and shimmied off her tights and underwear. Xander sat up, ripping his clothing off at comic speed.
“My goodness, My King,” she chuckled warmly.
“Anything for My Queen,” he growled.
Xander settled on top of her. The strength and power of his body pressing against her would be all she’d ever needed. His cock was hard and ready, easily entering her wetness, and she cried out his name as he immediately thrust firmly into her.
Making love to Xander was the most transcendent Lexi had ever felt. She was a witch by blood, so she knew the results of hypnosis and the high level of elation that came with casting spells. But all of that was nothing in comparison to the high of feeling Xander’s mouth pressed to the nape of her neck as he pounded into her, her legs wrapped around his waist as they both rode the wave of ecstasy.
The mark was about to happen. Lexi could feel it. Her climax was rapidly approaching, causing her to lose awareness of her volume and her movements. Everything became one flow of essence, the two lovers crying out each other’s names as the weight of their carnal pleasure soared through their dancing limbs.
“Oh God, Xander!”
He sank his teeth into her neck with a guttural howl as he spilled his seed inside her, their orgasms mingling as one. Lexi’s eyes rolled back as rapture took her over, with the sting of his fangs in her neck at the tingly gratification of her peak. He left his teeth in her as they wallowed in each other, shaking and absorbing all the pleasure their bodies could handle. The moment seemed to last an eternity to Lexi, but when he removed his fangs, she felt like she was flying. She held Xander against her as they panted, finally becoming one bundle of colossal love.
The mark on her neck pulsed with an inevitable truth.
TWENTY-EIGHT
XANDER
After a few days of planning, everything was ready. And everyone was already enjoying the cookout they were having for the pack.
Lexi had worked hard to make the garden look as beautiful as it did. She had set up how the tables and chairs would be. She did most of the decorations herself.
“Hey,” she whispered next to him, clutching his arm. “You okay? You seem to have zoned out.”
He was nervous for her. He may have agreed with her needing to challenge the healer, but he didn’t want anything to happen to her. If she got hurt, he knew he would lose his cool.
He kept imagining so many different scenarios, and each one seemed worse than the previous one.
“I’m fine,” he said, giving her a smile. He didn’t want to make her worry because he was. “Is everything how you need it?”
She nodded, looking over the garden. It was a smaller party than they had previously planned, but the garden was still full of bodies.
He could feel that Lexi was humming with excitement about the day. While he was fully confident in her, he knew people didn’t play fair, and he didn’t see the healer being someone who would.
If she gets hurt during this, I will never forgive myself.
