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He sets a slow, steady pace, his powerful hips undulating rhythmically as he moves in and out of me with tantalizing deliberateness. I feel every ridge of his cock sliding over my sensitive nerves, sparking pleasure that blazes a trail throughout my body.

“You feel so good,” he grunts, his eyes hooded as he stares down at where our bodies are joined. His lips find mine, and we share a deep, soul-searing kiss that heightens the pleasure sparking through me.

My hands trail over the muscular lines of his back, feeling the bunch and slide of his muscles as he moves above me with slow, measured strokes. His skin is smooth and slicked with sweat, and I dig my nails into his shoulders, relishing the tiny hiss of pleasure he gives at the slight sting.

“God, you’re tight.” His words are a grit-edged growl, and it sends a tingle of excitement through me.

“Harder,” I urge breathlessly, my fingernails scraping lightly down his back. “Please…”

He groans my name, need heavy in the sound of it. His hips snap forward, driving into me with an urgency that makes me cry out sharply. And then he’s pounding into me, his powerful thrusts a delicious torture that takes me higher and higher as bliss coils tightly within me.

“Fuck…” he chokes out, his brow furrowed, his expression intense. “Fuck!” he groans again.

Our bodies slam together with frantic need, sweat-slick skin slapping together in a frantic rhythm. Barrett’s grip on my hips tightens almost to the point of pain as he sinks into me again and again, driving us both toward the precipice.

“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” I feel like I’m babbling, but the words start coming out on their own, pleading, encouraging, so desperate and needy as the tension in me grows tighter.

“That’s it, beautiful. Let go for me.” His voice is thick and guttural as he urges me on, his eyes squeezing tightly shut.

His words are all it takes to push me over the edge. “Barrett!” I cry out, my entire body bowing as I splinter apart in a burst of release.

With a final, powerful thrust, he follows me over. “Cedara!” he roars my name. I can feel him pulsing hotly inside me as he spills himself into my welcoming depths.

Collapsing onto me, he crushes me against the mattress as he wrestles with his own release, his hips jerking erratically. Finally, he stills, his forehead coming to rest against mine as we both gasp for air.

I feel his lips press against my forehead, his chest heaving as he struggles to catch his breath. “My God,” he pants, a hint of a laugh in his voice. “That was…”

“Incredible,” I finish for him, grinning as I run my hands lightly over his sweat-dampened back.

He chuckles, the sound deep in his throat. “Yeah. That, too.”

My eyelids drift closed as a deliciously boneless feeling of satisfaction steals over me. I could get used to this…

So used to it that I whimper when he rolls off of me.

“It’s okay.” He tucks me into the curve beneath his arm, pulling me close. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Because you were ordered not to?” I sound petulant.

“Do you really believe that?” He tips his head down to look at me.

I meet his eyes. “No,” I say. I don’t believe it at all. In fact, I’m beginning to believe what he’s been trying to convince me.

Mates.

We’re mates.

I think it’s true.

Yes. I think I can believe that.

Chapter 18

Barrett

I wake from the deepest sleep I think I’ve ever had. I yawn and stretch, loving the blissful ache of muscles I haven’t used in too long.

Cedara.

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