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Ellister’s voice is filled with regret when he responds, “Remember, I don’t have a soul.”
“Does that mean we’ll never be fully connected?” Getting to his pants, I unfasten them, hook my fingers into his boxers, and drag them down until his hard cock bobs in the air.
Free and unrestrained, his erection pokes my stomach as his clothes pool around his ankles.
“I don’t see how we could be. Your soul won’t have anything to attach itself to.” Unable to stop his hands from wandering, Ellister explores my body with whisper-soft caresses. Reverent and worshiping, like he can’t believe I’m real. Like touching me too hard might make me evaporate into thin air. “I honestly don’t know what it will feel like for us. It might be just as we are now. Does that disappoint you?”
I consider my answer carefully.
The truth is, I want the bond with Ellister. It sounds magical.
I want our love to transcend logic and reason.
But I also don’t want to make him feel less-than for something he can’t change.
“Ellister, what I do know is that I’ve never experienced what we have before,” I state confidently as I run my finger down his abs. “Even if it never gets better than this, it’ll be more than enough.You’reenough.”
Intense emotion glimmers in his pale eyes. “Hannah, you’re a saint.”
“I absolutely am not.” I give him a naughty grin. “And I’m about to show you just how unsaintly I can be.”
HANNAH
Ellister scoops me up. Gripping my waist, he lifts me, and my legs wind around him.
My pussy, already slick, presses against the hard—and very large—erection smashed between us.
My center throbs. The emptiness is almost torturous. I’m actually in pain from the absence of him.
I want him inside me. Want the stretch. The pressure.
When we fall to the mattress, Ellister places his hand behind my head so I land gently, but that’s the end of his carefulness.
His lips connect with mine hard enough to bruise.
Then he starts impatiently tugging at the chain of my pocket watch. “Get this blasted thing off and give it to me.”
“Bossy much?” I quip, lifting my head so he can get remove it.
His eyes are wild and unfocused when he sends an apologetic grimace my way. “Can you feel it? The pull of the bond? How demanding it is? It’s making me crazy. If I don’t get my cock into your cunt right this second, I might die.”
Scandalized, I gasp at the crude word. “You’re not supposed to call it that.”
“What?” He chuckles darkly. “Cunt?”
“Yeah. It’s… dirty.”
“We do a lot of things we’re not supposed to, darling. I think my affection for your cunt is the least of our indiscretions.”
Can’t argue with that.
I also can’t disagree with the primal urging of the bond. Ellister might not have a soul, but our connection is tangible, and it wants us to be together in every way.
The desire inside me becomes more painful.
“Just fuck me already,” I respond breathlessly, digging my ankles into his ass to press our bodies closer. “We can worry about the ceremony later.”
“No,” Ellister growls. “For once in my life, I’m going to do something right.”
