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“Issy, please,” he begins, but I press the matter.
“I will be fine, Zy. You cannot hurt me. You’re my mate.”
My patience runs thin, but I wait until he finally opens his eyes.
My entire world slams inward as I soak in his power.
Spirits…
My soul is bathed in vibrant greens, the kinds that come from a garden of life I have yet to sample.
“Zy,” I breathe with amazement. His power is undeniable, but I imagine it must be what my voice is like for him.
His gaze envelops me with relentless magic. It’s a wild, unrestrained power that he can’t control not because he lacks skill, but because his magic is pure.
He’s an open channel to the death plane, just like me, and his eyes are the windows to a sea of souls.
When he kisses me, I’m cut off from his world of magic and am instead thrust into an ocean of desire.
More.
My need to claim him, to make our bond permanent, thrums through my veins. I claw at him and rake my nails down his chest, popping buttons in my wake.
There’s a beautiful silver chain that ripples over his collarbone and I leave that alone. I don’t have time to analyze the unique symbol dangling from it. My attention is definitely elsewhere.
He rips his belt from his hips and wraps it around my wrists, binding my arms behind my back. With one quick motion, he secures the makeshift cuffs.
“Mine,” he says aloud, repeating the mantra that’s consuming my mind.
The blood flow to my fingers cuts off, leaving them tingling as he resumes exploring my skin with his tongue. He gently nips on the same ear where Jasper had drawn blood. A stinging sensation lets me know he’s reopened the wound.
A groan escapes him as he takes a moment to collect himself.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You taste…”
I gaze up at him through my eyelashes. “Good?” I guess. Jasper seemed to enjoy the taste of my blood, too.
He gives me a flushed look, one of ravaging hunger that makes a chill run up my spine. “You taste like raw magic, like I just electrified my senses on undiluted power. You’reincredible.”
I smile, pleased that my new mate enjoys my taste. An instinct arises in me to give him more of what he likes and I don’t think about it when I sink my teeth into my lip.
Hard.
The sting radiates over my skin and my flavor is metallic to my senses, but Zy’s growl says I did something dangerous.
I lean in to offer him more, but he bruises my arms and holds me in place. “This isn’t safe, sweetheart. You could awaken bloodlust in any vampire that tastes you.” His gaze flicks up to meet mine. “Jasper was feeding on you when… Did he hurt you?”
I think about that. No? Yes?
I don’t really care. I enjoyed what Jasper and I did and I want more of it.
“You won’t hurt me,” I assure him. “Just like your gaze can’t hurt me, you will never lose control with me.”
He releases a shuddered breath. “You don’t know me, Issy. You don’t know what I’ve done. What I’m capable of and—”
“I know that fate chose you for me,” I cut him off. My hands are still bound behind my back, but I’m glad they are or I would be forcing the matter. I’d grab him and bring his face to mine so he could stop second-guessing himself and let this happen.
“Is fate enough of an assurance?” he asks as a pained look crosses his features. “My parents were fated and my father did horrible things to my mother.”
