Page 15 of Redemption


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“Thank you.” My mouth is dry as I look back at my mate, imagining the world at our feet and the centuries to come. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with this woman, growing and watching her explore her powers and strengths, being there to push her and empower her just as much as she’s done for me.

“For what?” Olivia giggles lightly, pressing her cheek into my hand. I can’t help the smile that unfurls on my lips in answer to hers, my heart singing as I clasp onto the bond that tethers our souls as one, vowing to cherish and protect our hearts for this lifetime and the next.

“For helping me see what was right in front of my face.” I laugh. “For calling me out and showing me what I need to do—no, what I want to do. I want to be there for the students and be the one to help them through this.”

“I’ll call you out any time.” Olivia grins. “That’s one thing you can always count on.”

“Good, because I think more than a few of us will need it from time to time.”

“Oh, trust me, I’ve already figured that out.”

This woman.

I let my body move on autopilot, not wasting another moment overthinking, and I tilt her lips up to meet mine in a sweet, tender kiss. Heat sparks between us, our lips still curved, joy warming my chest with my sweet mate in my arms. Her mouth molds to mine, our souls twining in this dance as her lips part beneath mine, inviting my tongue to sweep in and caress hers in long, languid strokes.

“I thought I said I was going to take care of you,” Olivia murmurs, pulling away slightly. I chase after her, needing more of the delicious caress of her lips, but she stops me. She places a hand on my chest, keeping me at bay. “Not yet. Let me help you relax and put your mind at ease.”

“I really want to argue, but—”

“Shh.” She presses a finger against my lips. She trails it back down my chest, the smooth, teasing touch sending a cascade of tingles up my spine. Her touch is electric, and I’m addicted to it.

My cock throbs as her finger trails lower, dipping back beneath the edge of my waistband. She undoes the button and slowly lowers the zipper. Leaning back on the bed, I watch as she slides my trousers and boxers down my legs, easing off my boots, socks, boxers, and pants, and tossing them to the corner of the room. A rush of anticipation surges through me, and I draw in a staggered breath, forcing my hands to stay planted where they are. I enjoy being the one in control, the one who takes away the need to think so my mate can relax. It takes everything in me not to wrap my arms around her waist and pull her up to straddle me, to flip her onto the mattress and take away every ounce of stress she has, at least for tonight.

This is what having a mate is about though. I need to let her take control and show her how much she means to me by letting go, letting her show her love for me the same way I’ve shown her.

I suck in a sharp breath as she runs her hand up my length and circles her thumb over the head.

“That feels amazing, sweetheart,” I groan, barely keeping my self-control.

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” Olivia winks and dips her head to run her tongue over my tip.

“Fuck,” I breathe, my hips jerking up like my cock has a mind of its own, but she pulls her mouth away.

“Patience, Kyros,” Olivia teases, reminding me of our first night together when I urged her not to be impatient. I loved seeing the way she craved my touch, like she was going to explode if I didn’t give her more. I’m kind of regretting that now though, because this anticipation is excruciating.

Satisfied with my compliance, she continues. Olivia lowers her mouth onto my length slowly, as though she’s testing me for a reaction. I close my eyes, my lips falling open, but I keep my hips cemented in place this time despite the fireworks that are erupting behind my eyelids as the waves of pleasure wash over me. She strokes my length, working me in time with her mouth, and it takes every ounce of strength I have not to thread my hands through her hair and beg her to never stop.

I fist my hands in the sheets, holding on for dear life as my mate sucks my cock, working me closer and closer to that sweet release. Olivia circles her tongue over my head, eliciting a desperate groan from my lips. My eyes flash open, my need to see my mate overwhelming my need for control. She gazes up at me, and the sight of her head bobbing on my cock, while her eyes are focused on me and my pleasure, is the most tantalizing view I’ve ever seen. I can’t keep my eyes off her, and I know I might not last much longer if I don’t stop, but I can’t help it.

“Let go, Kyros,” she breathes. “Let me take it all.”

Her words vibrate straight through my cock, only adding to the pleasure she’s wrenching from me. I can’t hold on much longer—but why do I have to?

With the rush, I realize I don’t have to be the one that keeps everyone and everything together. I don’t have to bear the burden on my own. I have a mate by my side willing to shoulder some of it with me.

A weight seems to lift off my chest at the reassurance that my mate is safe here with me, that I haven’t lost her, and she’ll be here by my side for eternity.

Olivia sucks me into her mouth, and her hand pumps on my length, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

“Olivia,” I groan. Her eyes are soft as she watches me crumble apart for her, and with one last stroke, I’m hers. My cock pulses in her hand as tendrils of desire shoot up my spine. Olivia’s throat works, her mouth sucking down and swallowing every drop of my release as though she’s sloughing away a layer of worry and stress that has been clinging to me for far too long.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you, Olivia,” I murmur, finally allowing myself to thread my fingers through her hair.

She pulls her lips from me with a pop. “Good thing you won’t ever have to find out.” She grins up at me.

I bend to wrap my hands around her waist and pull her up to straddle me, needing to feel her skin against mine, our hearts beating in time. My lips are on hers before I even know what I’m doing, devouring her mouth with my own. My tongue delves between her lips, tasting my salty release on hers, reminding me of what she just did. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget the sight of her head bobbing on my length, her sultry eyes gazing up at me, drinking in every action like my pleasure only heightened her own.

“Tonight was about you, Kyros,” she whispers against my lips. “But I might let you return the favor in the morning.”

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