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“I am yours as well,” she murmured.

Kai’s breath froze in his lungs. His heart stopped with a heavy thud.

The promise in her voice made him open his eyes. He stared into those emerald pools and saw the truth in them.

Idly, he rubbed his thumb across her silky skin, beading her nipple into a hard, needy bud. But he felt something else as well. A warm resonance etched into her skin.

He looked up at her chest as she hovered over him, bracing her weight on her arms.

There, engraved into her flesh were clear Viking runes. The same words that he’d tattooed over his own heart in the ancient tongue that only he and his brothers knew.

Remember me, I remember you.

Love me, I love you.

His eyes flew to hers, breath held, heart burning.

How did she know? How could she understand? Did she mean—

“Aye,” she said simply, irrefutably, as if answering all of his unspoken questions.

“I know you, dragon. I see you,” she husked, her eyes clear and brilliant.

“You said I would know what those words meant when I knewyou. I do. I will never forget you, my one and only love. My beautiful Kai.”

She smiled down at him as his eyes blurred with unshed tears. She kissed them from his lashes before they could gather and fall.

Then, she kept right on kissing him everywhere she could reach.

She separated their bodies but kept her mouth on his skin. Sucking and nibbling. Licking and tormenting.

She kissed each and every one of his tattoos and scars. Repeating the words back to him as she did so. Even the words she shouldn’t be able to understand.

But she did.

She saw every part of him. She understood.

And when he was a shuddering wreck beneath her, his body enflamed, his emotions flayed, she pushed his thighs apart and delved inside him with knowing fingers, while she swallowed his cock all the way down her throat.

He arched his back and throat in a soundless shout, mouth open, eyes tightly shut. A willing sacrifice at her altar.

Gods! This woman!

She was his!His!

And he was hers.

He wanted to shout it from mountaintops. Roar it deep beneath the earth. All the nine worlds of this realm, all the realms in the universe…he wanted even the sun, the moon and the stars to know.

She tortured him like this for seemingly endless hours. Bringing him to the edge countless times, only to pull him back again.

He was covered in sweat, the furs sticking beneath his body, straws of hay digging into his hyper-sensitized skin, when she finally pushed him over the precipice. And he spurted scalding cream into her awaiting mouth as his body shivered uncontrollably.

He was wrecked. Destroyed. Annihilated.

And restored all at once.

He bucked and thrust and shook beneath her.

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