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The sounds of her moans and gasps spur me on and I feel my eyes shimmer to crimson the more I slam into her.
“Fuck,” I groan, bracing myself on my elbows and capturing her mouth in a rough kiss. Her hands move downwards and she rakes her nails down my back while meeting my frenzied thrusts with a wanton need of her own.
This woman is perfection, everything I could ever want or need in a woman. With her, everything feels right, as if it was always meant to be this way… like she was supposed to find me on the side of that road, close to death.
I lift up when I feel her pussy trembling on my cock and place my hand on the back of her head.
“Let me feel you, Angel…” I urged her. She calls out my name just as she falls over that precipice, holding onto me as if I’m her life and something in me snaps.
With rational thought out the window, I elongate my fangs and sink them deep into the nape of her neck. She screams, digging her nails into my back, and I slam harder inside her.
The intoxicatingly sweet taste of her blood on my tongue sends me on a high even more intense than Fae blood, and just as I’m about to fill her with my release, she gasps my name and snaps me out of my bloodlust.
What the fuck have I done?!
I open my eyes and look down at her, expecting to find a look of hurt or disgust, but finding neither. Instead, Autumn’s eyes are filled to the brim with need and she bites her bottom lip.
“If you can taste me when I orgasm, I want to taste you too,” she whispers, then looks at my nightstand and grabs the dagger laying there. “I want to taste you, Cezar.”
Holy fucking hell; how perfect does this woman get? Not only isn’t she disgusted by my actions, but she wants to exchange blood with me… the most sacred thing a Fated couple can ever do.
“Are you sure?” I ask with anxiety slipping into my mind, but it’s brushed away when she nods.
“If I’m going to be yours, I want to do this,” she murmurs, then takes the dagger and runs the sharp edge over my shoulder. My blood drips between the valley of her breasts and she throws the dagger to the floor. “Drink from me and I’ll drink from you.”
Without another word, I slam back inside her while consumed by not just bloodlust alone. Her lips meet my bleeding shoulder with a moan and I sink my fangs into her again, tasting her sweetness once again.
She holds me closer, running her fingers through my hair and begging me not to stop; everything about this gets my cock even harder than before.
When I feel her walls tremble again, that delicious build-up suddenly engulfs me and a sliver of lust shoots up my spine. I let go with a loud groan, curling her hair into my fists and feeling my cock pulse with my release.
We reach our climax together, our bodies slick with sweat, lust, and blood, and I realize then that nothing could make this moment even more fucking perfect.
“Cezar!” Autumn suddenly gasps, the anxiety clear in her voice, and my eyes shoot open. I brace myself on my elbows again and look down at her, wondering now if she’s realized that she’s made a huge mistake in doing this with me. But what I find is nothing of the sort. “What… what is this?”
She holds up her hand and I see a golden thread leading from her left pinky finger right to mine.
I immediately sit up straight and look at the thread, not understanding what this could mean. I have never heard of or seen a golden Thread of Fate before, so this in itself is scaring the hell out of me.
Getting off the bed, I walk to her coat and place it in her hand.
“Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up, Angel; then follow me. I need to go speak with Gabriel about this,” I say, knowing that a Pureblood should know what this could mean.
What kind of Bond does a golden thread signify? Does it mean nothing at all?
A few minutes later, I’ve slipped into a pair of boxer shorts, and Autumn picks up my shirt and pulls it over her head. She offers me a coy smile and winks; this has a similar effect on me as a racing heart and I can’t help but return her smile.
I lace my fingers with hers and make my way to Gabriel’s bedroom. He opens a few seconds after I knock and gives both Autumn and me an odd look. “Can I… help?”
Nodding, I breathe out a sigh and hold up my left hand. “What do you know about Gold Threads?”
Gabriel’s eyes widen and he takes a step back, crossing his arms and holding his hand in front of his mouth. “Are you two seeing a golden thread where a Fated thread should be?”
I nod. “It happened while we… were intimate. We drank each other’s blood and the next thing we know, this appears.”
Gabriel chuckles and shakes his head before letting out an incredulous sigh. “I’ve heard of the Golden Thread, but as all Purebloods do, we thought it was simply a myth. No one has ever seen it before since we all have our Fated the Goddess chose, but Purebloods are born with the knowledge of all the Threads the Goddess bestows on us.”
I frown. “So you know what this is?” I turn my head to look at Autumn, who doesn’t seem terrified at all. Normal humans are shit scared of Gabriel, but not this little thing.
