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I buried my face in the curve of her shoulder, words spilling from my lips even before I knew what I was saying.
“You’re my mate, Mirielle,” I gasped as she moaned in agreement.
“I know. I can feel it, too,” she mewled.
Her hands clung tighter to me, and she nodded, her legs clutching around my waist.
“We belong together,” I went on. “I was meant to find you that day by the falls…”
“I know,” she moaned, kissing my head, her fingers digging into my shoulders. “I know that now.”
My cock swelled again, another orgasm rising inside me, and Mirielle yelped as I thrust into her again, plunging hard and deep as if to drain myself of all the fiery emotion accumulating inside me.
Abruptly, I withdrew from her, but before she could react, I flipped her over, still not sated in my own release, and spread her wide again. She was more than ready for me when I raised myself behind her, hands on her hips, and placed my tumescent shaft between her arched cheeks.
Again, she cried out, the angle of my thrusts hitting her just right as she fell onto all fours on the bed of pine needles and leaves in front of her. I could have taken her all night and into the morning if my body would have let me.
“Fuck,” I moaned, continuing to pound into her, hands clenching against her sweet, perfect ass.
Mirielle moaned loudly as I plunged faster and rougher inside of her. Leaning forward, I reached up to cup one of her perfect breasts in my hand.
“Come for me again,” I whispered in her ear, knowing I would do the same.
Instantly, I felt the dampness I’d ordered and allowed myself to spend myself one final time before collapsing on top of her. We lay in the thick of trees silently, the aftermath of our lovemaking taking second place to the overwhelming sensation of our mate bond that still reverberated through our bodies.
Slowly, I managed to turn over, my body tingling with every movement. Mirielle stared at me with huge blue eyes.
“Are we… Did that…?” she mumbled, still in a daze.
I nodded, quirking a quick smile. “Yes. I think so.”
“Wow…”
I bobbed my head again.
She exhaled and propped herself up on her arm, her long auburn tresses spilling over her arm.
“I’m sorry, Zen,” she whispered.
I pursed my lips and shifted my eyes away. “It’s not your fault,” I muttered. “Not really. You didn’t know any better. Agnan preyed on you when you were young. That asshole knew exactly what he was doing when he took children from the orphanages.”
Mirielle sat up, pulling her knees to her chest, her hair covering the length of her body as she bowed her chin down.
“I never realized just how much the dark magic had impacted my life until now,” she admitted. “It was always just a part of it. It was never ‘bad’ or ‘wrong’ because it was just how I was raised.”
“You wouldn’t know. You had nothing to compare it to,” I told her softly.
She gnawed on her lower lip. “But it’s part of me. I was born with it.”
I tensed. “No… I don’t think that’s true, Miri,” I said slowly. “I don’t think it’s in your blood.”
She cocked her head. “It must be. How else would Agnan have picked me? He only took some females. Selected ones. I’m sure he only picked the ones with dark magic in their bloodline.”
“He must have influenced you, changed you in some way. If you had dark magic in your DNA, it would have shown up in the test,” I replied thoughtfully. “That’s not something you can hide.”
“But you said there was an anomaly,” she reminded me. “You told me there was something off about my test.”
“An anomaly, not darkness,” I agreed. “I suspect that after years in Agnan’s care, he managed to affect your DNA, but I don’t believe you were born with dark magic in your blood.”
