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And he bites.
Raw heat pours into my body from both sides—the spurt of his cum filling my pussy while his very soul scorches its way down my throat.
His bond is a brand. White-hot, blinding possession. I feel him sear his place in my center, a thread of brilliant, burning intensity. For a moment, I feel the tether, but it seems… loose.
When he shifts over me, releasing my face and baring the right side of his own neck, I realize why.
He needs my bite, too.
I worried I wouldn’t know what to do or how to do it, but it all feels entirely natural. Brushing both of my hands down his chest, I press my palm into his heart and lean up to bite him back, pressing until I taste sweet smoke.
Ronan growls and comes again, setting off another climax for me. While we both clutch at each other, the bright white thread in my chest pulls taut.
Binding us.
Bonding us.
Ronan exhales into my hair, his hands softening against my face. “There you are, baby girl,” he murmurs, pressing his forehead into mine. “Right at the heart of me—where you belong.”
He stays there, nose-to-nose, and pours feeling into the bond. Things I’ve never seen on his perpetual poker face… I can feel them now. Wonder and glee and gratitude. Then there are the feelings I totally expect from Ronan—possession, pride. And love.
So much love.
Tears slide down my cheeks. He kisses them away, rolling us onto our sides. We both revel, sorting through each other’s emotions and kissing until I’m so dizzy, I think I might fall back into a haze.
The second he senses my trepidation, he pulls back, smirking. “I was going to say I have to let you go for now. But really, I don’t, do I?”
He proves his point by pulling away physically while pressing in through his bond at the same moment. We’re not touching anymore, but I still feel him.
I smile, and he offers a rare grin. With his signature blend of roughness and reverence, he reaches over and strokes his thumb over his claiming mark.
Absolute bliss rolls through me, settling right where his release and mine seep out of me. I moan and arch into his hand. By the time he’s done stroking the throbbing bite, I’m panting for another knot.
His smile holds the same blend of smug arrogance and tender amusement I feel echoing in our bond. Both feelings intensify as he says, “Proud of you, little one.”
My belly flips and he feels it, grin widening. He skirts his eyes to the side. “Who’s next?”
I speak without thought. “Theo.”
Ronan sends me wordless approval while he finds a place to watch along the wall of the nest. I feel him give one last burst of reassurance before he slips behind that curtain Archer described, leaving me to have my moments with the others.
Theo comes over hesitantly, eyes full of disbelief. “Are you sure you want?—”
He breaks off when I tackle him, his question turning into a grunt and then a groan as I situate myself over his pulsing cock. Fresh slick dribbles over him, making us both moan.
I never have to worry about Theo wasting time. His enormous hand cups the back of my head while he grips my hip and pushes straight inside me. We rock together, building while we kiss.
He pulls back. Green eyes search my face. Tears clog his voice, turning it into a gruff rasp, “Peaches, you’re the best thing I’ve ever done. I love you so fucking much.”
A whine of pure need tumbles out of me. “Please, Alpha. Bite me.”
He bucks up harder, driving both of us closer to the edge, using his knot to tease my clit. The familiar move sends me hurtling into a climax within minutes.
Pleasure ignites in my body. My head falls back on a silent scream. He tugs me down and tilts his hips, knotting me effortlessly as he brings his face to my chest and sinks his teeth into the top of my left breast.
Theo.
If Ronan is white-hot intensity, Theo is color. Bursting brightness. Invigorating joy. An innocent kind of wonder that reminds me of a child’s enthusiasm.
