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WORDS COULDN’T DESCRIBE my shock and relief as I held Tari in my arms, my lips pressed against her smooth forehead. I didn’t care about the burning pain in my face, though, holy elements, my fated mate was much stronger in her Fae body. All that mattered was that Tari and my brothers had forgiven me, and I was finally reunited with my family.
“Take me to bed.”
Molten iron pumped through my veins at those four whispered words. My lips lingered on her skin as her thigh brushed against my hardened cock. “We don’t have to make love. Just holding you in my arms is enough.” I could hardly believe the words that had come from my traitorous lips. Who was this new Helian? Of course, I wanted to make love, but I didn’t want her to feel pressured.
She blinked at me, hurt flashing in her eyes. “You don’t want to make love to me?”
“More than anything.” I tenderly dragged my knuckles down the side of her face, rewarded with a gasp of pleasure that made my balls tighten. “But I don’t want to hurt you or the baby.”
“You won’t hurt us.” She pressed her palm against my chest, her fingertips stroking my collarbone while I adjusted my cock that strained against my tight, borrowed trousers. “I remembered my mother telling Shiri and me she had made love to our father up until she’d delivered.” She bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushing. “Do you want to complete the bond?”
I could scarcely draw breath. “I do.” More than anything.
She held out a hand, and white magic exploded from her fingertips, creating a clear bubble much like the one she’d used to conceal us from Malvolia’s mages. She had a sultry look in her eyes. “Then make love to me.”
That molten iron turned to flame as a groan tore through me. And before I knew what was happening, we were tearing off each other’s clothes like they were on fire. I gently lowered my mate onto the bed, anxious to probe her wet heat.
My jaw dropped when my love was fully naked beneath me as my hungry gaze devoured every inch of her curvaceous body, from her flared hips and smooth, thick thighs, to her tapered waist and large breasts with dusky nipples.
I let out a low whistle, scarcely thinking of anything beyond wrapping her legs around me while sinking into her.
Her face flushed, and she crossed her arms over her breasts.
I let out a cry of protest. “Why would you conceal such perfection?”
She bit her bottom lip. “I’m still getting used to this body.”
“Let’s get used to it together,” I purred while devouring her long, soft neck.
I trailed kisses across her collarbone before working my way down to one plump breast, her nipple hardening beneath my tongue as I swirled around it. When she was in her other body, I could fit my entire mouth around one of her small, pert mounds, but not even my large hands could fully grasp these fluffy pillows, the skin molding around my fingers when I squeezed them. I’d always preferred curvaceous women, and heavens, her breasts were the epitome of perfection. I couldn’t get enough of them, devouring one and then the other.
Her moan of delight sent trills skittering across my skin and made my cock throb with need. But I wasn’t through worshipping her. I kissed between her ribcage, my mouth traveling lower until I reached her stomach. I brushed my lips across the womb that cradled my child. Her stomach was still flat, though less firm than her human body. She had faint stretch marks on her sides, no doubt from carrying twins. Still, her soft curves were perfect.
When I traveled lower, my tongue swirling around her swollen bud, she let out a cry and bucked beneath me. “I need you inside me, Helian,” she pleaded.
I sat up and nudged open her thighs, my length pressed against her slippery sex, and I feared I’d explode before I had a chance to make love to her.
“Please, Helian,” she begged. “Don’t make me wait.”
And so I obliged, feeling as if I’d fallen into a portal to heaven as I sank into her welcoming, wet sheath. My lips found hers, and we groaned into each other’s mouths, clinging to each other while I ground my hips into hers. Her sex fitting me like a silky glove was more exquisite than anything I’ve ever felt, while each deep thrust brought me closer to cataclysmic bliss.
It was so hard to continue while I was on the edge of exploding, but I feared I’d go mad if I stopped. I kissed her again, my hand digging into her breast, her peaked nipple tickling my palm. When she locked her ankles around me, thrusting her hips against mine, I knew I was on the edge of release. She stilled with a cry, her sheath spasming around me, and I lost all control, spilling into her with a roar and falling into oblivion with my mate in my arms.
Heaving a groan of satisfaction, I rolled onto my back, taking her with me. She made delicious mewling sounds while I was still buried deep inside her. I tenderly stroked her arms and back, my cock still painfully hard in the cradle of her heat. Elements, I never wanted to stop holding her, to stop loving her.
She sat up, frowning down at me, her heavy breasts swaying with the movement. “I don’t feel the mating bond.”
I latched onto both breasts, kneading them while she gasped.
“I think we need to share blood,” I finally rasped, still under the spell of desire.
She arched a brow. “Oh, that’s right.” Her cheeks reddened. “That’s what your brothers and I had to do.”
I stared up at her. “I have a blade attached to my belt, but I don’t want to hurt you.”
Her smile was like sunshine breaking through rain clouds and driving away the gloom. “Maybe just a small prick on our thumbs.”
Then she leaned over the bed with my cock still buried inside her and snatched my belt off the floor before handing it to me. I unsheathed the blade, holding it out. She winced pricking her thumb. I pricked my thumb, too. She leaned over me and placed her thumb in my mouth while sucking on mine with heavy-lidded eyes. I was vaguely aware of the coppery tang of her blood before she pulled back and took the blade from me. She sheathed it before tossing it on the floor.
