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"I could do that. There would be no joy in that, Josephine. Seeing you come apart at the seams is what I live for." He increased his speed as I dug my fingernails into his shoulders.
Using my shield, I pushed him back onto the bed. Still connected, I moved over him and threw my head back. My hips rose and fell over him at a speed I'd never been able to achieve before my turning, our movements a blur of perfect rhythm.
"Min gudinna," he muttered, his rough hands gripping my ass possessively. "Fuck me like you mean it."
Pressing my palms against his chest for leverage, I ground down hard against him. His hips bucked sharply, meeting my frenzied pace. With every frantic movement, I felt the unease of being out of control lessen.
Our bodies moved as one. He rose up and pushed me back onto the bed. Clamoring to his knees, he yanked my hips higher and shoved pillows underneath me. My hips were elevated and when he withdrew and plunged back inside, I couldn’t contain my cries of pleasure. He was so deep this way, and I knew I wouldn’t last long. He withdrew again and hovered over me, his muscles tight and flexing with the effort.
“Stefan…”
He palmed my cheek, ensuring me he wouldn't break eye contact. He finally rocked his hips forward, burying himself deep in my satiny wetness. Pausing for a moment, he held his breath as he got lost in the depths of my warmth.
"Stefan…" I whispered as I tried to encourage him to start moving. "It's always been you…" I reached up and wrapped my hands around the nape of his neck, pulling him down to meet my lips. More than anything, I wanted Stefan to not feel obligated to hold back. We were truly equals. "Take me, Stefan…like only you can," I breathed into his ear. His entire body shook, shivers coursing through his body.
"Josephine…" he began moving slowly, pulling out then pushing in, deliberately and methodically. "Min hjarta…" He supported his weight by leaning on his elbows, caging me in his imposing embrace. He wrapped his forearms around the crown of my head, holding me tenderly as he quickened his pace, tucking my face into the crook where his neck met his shoulder. "Mine…No other man can touch you…”
I lowered my fingers from his neck, raking them gently across the backs of his shoulders, dragging my fingernails across his pale, silky skin. "There isn’t another I want. Don't hold back, Stefan…Let’s lose ourselves together."
Our bodies gave into my plea. My inner walls clenched around him and he pulsed inside of me as we rode out waved after wave of our climax. I was lost in pleasure until I felt his chest move against mine.
He laughed shakily, tracing his fingers over the curve of my cheek and down the soft skin of my neck. "Now that I have had you, we need to talk. We need to decide...the ritual and meeting the hybrid. It is your call."
I flipped him to his back and stretched my body over his, every inch of our flesh touching. "I want to know everything...and then there is the matter of this hybrid. He might have insight we don't have that might be key in defeating Kian. I'll take any risk to assure your safety. I can't be without you."
He interrupted my words with a kiss, his lips soft and supple against mine. "Nor can I be without you. We will meet with Liev. We will figure this out."
My eyes searched his baby blues. His love and confidence spilled through our bond, filling me and pestering me. "We will."
Chapter 8 - Welcome to the Family
We were meeting in a clearing not far from Garrett's home. We'd traveled on foot, running through the woods at a blurring speed. As we approached the clearing, Stefan's voice floated through my mind. "He is close. And he is not alone."
"A vampire?" I questioned. I had a feeling Liev was going to bring his hybrid ward with him tonight.
Stefan shook his head as we ran. "No. It is the hybrid. I cannot read him."
We slowed to a walk and Liev stepped out of the edge of the woods into the field. "Josie. Stefan." He inclined his head in greeting. "I'm putting us all out on a limb by doing this."
"I know you are. It is appreciated and will not be forgotten." Stefan agreed. He took my hand as we stopped in front of him. "We would like to meet him."
Liev nodded in assent. He cupped his hands around his mouth and called out into the night towards a thick grove of trees. "Come out. It's safe. You can trust them."
We heard leaves and underbrush rustle as a lanky, lean man stepped out of the tree line into the clearing. Gasping softly as I watched him approach, I could hear the slow, steady rush of his heart as he warily came closer to us. I eyed him critically as he purposefully crossed the field. His short, shaggy dark brown hair framed his angular face, sweeping across his forehead. Dressed in faded jeans and a tight, long sleeve t-shirt topped with a worn leather vest, he trudged through the deep grass with his heavy motorcycle boots. He stopped ten feet away before he looked up to meet my inquiring gaze. Narrow, piercing deep-set green eyes met mine. They were a distinctive, yet familiar shade of jade, wary and filled with distrust.
I'd had those very same cynical eyes only months ago. My heart ached for him because I knew the pain he was harboring behind those guarded eyes.
He was dangerously handsome, rugged and wild. The side of his mouth quirked up in a smile as recognition washed over his face. He knew exactly who I was, just as I knew him without either of us uttering a single word.
It was true. Everything Liev had said...it was all true. What did this mean for me and for Nikolaus?
But the million-dollar question was even more of a concern. What would this discovery mean to Kian?
I couldn't think of that right now. I had to stay focused.
"Liev? Is this..." I mumbled. I staggered backwards until my back met the safety of Stefan's chest.
He sank down in the tall grass and looked off into the distance. "He is your half-brother. Kian is his father."
