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“I love you, Winter.”
“I love you, too, Sean.”
He forced her legs apart and made a place for himself between her thighs. His hands came up and he wove his fingers through her hair. “Our kind uses the term ‘fated mate’ pretty liberally and often not correctly. But you are my fated mate, my destiny, my forever, and I will never let you go.”
Before she could respond, he pressed his hard length up and into her body in a single thrust, impaling her on his staff as she cried out, the orgasm unbidden, surprising and strong. He began to move powerfully within her, allowing her body to take his weight as he stroked in and out—the barbs coming into play and scoring the tender walls of her pussy as he drew back.
Sean’s cock never stopped moving. Over and over, he pounded into her, fusing their lips together in a furious kiss. He had her pinned down between his own hard body and the soft mattress. He held her still as he twisted his pelvis, managing to hit the sweet spot deep inside her with each thrust. The second orgasm seem to take her almost as quickly as the first and triggered his own.
He drove to the length of her channel, then pulled back, letting the barbs catch and hold her in place as he began to pump her full of his seed. He dropped his head so that it lay beside hers as his cock gave up the last of his cum and his body relaxed.
They lay together quietly in the dark night, holding on to what was real. They had more reason than ever to help stop the Shadow League and if that meant letting his mate stand beside him on the front line, so be it. There was a war coming—one they might not win—but rise or fall, they would face it together.
EPILOGUE
The hospice nurse leaned over the older woman. It wouldn’t be long now before death came to take her to the next plane of existence.
“You must tell her,” she whispered with a sense of urgency.
Her patient shook her head back and forth. “I can’t. She’ll hate us. She’ll hate herself.”
“She won’t. She has a right to know…”
What else she might have said was cut short, as the door into the bedroom crept open. Looking up she saw the old woman’s daughter, Tess.
“She doesn’t have long,” said the hospice nurse. “She seems to be drifting in and out of lucidity. She wants to be alone with you. I’ll be right outside. My computer shows me all of her vitals, but if you need me, just call.”
“Thanks, Cathy. I’m not sure what we would have done without you. You’ve been a godsend to us both.”
“That’s why I’m here.”
Cathy quietly left the room and Tess sat down in the chair beside her mother’s bed.
“Tess?” her mother asked softly, seeking her daughter’s hand.
“I’m here, Mama. Everything is going to be all right.”
“I don’t want to leave you. I always thought we’d have time. Your father didn’t want to burden you.”
“What, Mama? What is it?”
This was not the first time her mother had alluded to something which seemed to be a big secret and one that seemed to be upsetting her mother. At this point, did it matter? Tess and her mother had been estranged for several years prior to Tess getting the call that her mother had only weeks to live. Tess had rushed home, and now it seemed her mother might not make it through the night.
“Whatever it is, Mama, it doesn’t matter now. I just want you to know how much I love you, and that I am so sorry that we spent all that time angry with each other.”
“You have to know. You can’t live your life not knowing. My diaries… the ones from when we got you. You have to read them. Promise me. Promise me you’ll read them and not judge us too harshly.”
“Why would I judge you at all?” Tess asked confused.
“Because we shouldn’t have taken you. But you were so small, and the polar bear gave her life to protect you. We… we didn’t know.”
Tess would always remember her mother’s dying request, her desperation and her deep breath as she closed her eyes and breathed her last.
Several weeks later, still racked by grief and guilt, Tess held her mother’s diary from the year of her birth and began to read…
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