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“I’m ignoring that part of things because I have no idea how that is even possible,” she said dismissively. Reaching up, she grabbed hold of his wrist. “What if you’re wrong?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, what if we’re not really mates? What if this is a blood magic astral projection misdial?”
She let out a squeak of surprise as he lifted her and shifted her onto his lap.
“I knew you were mine the moment we kissed, and I felt my soul reaching out to yours. Didn’t you feel it?”
“I don’t remember,” she said breathlessly. “Perhaps we should check again.”
Smiling, he leaned in and brushed his lips softly against hers. He felt that instant connection to her, but it wasn’t enough.
He wanted more.
Sliding a hand around the back of her neck, he growled as he pulled her closer and deepened the kiss. His tongue pushed past her lips, delving deep to stroke against hers. He groaned when she tilted her head to the side and fused their mouths together, meeting his passion with her own.
When he pulled back, they were both panting for air.
Resting his forehead against hers, he fought for control over the raging fire burning within him. He wanted her, desperately, endlessly. They might have been stuck in a dream, but his need for her was real.
He still wasn’t sure how it was possible, but it was true all the same.
One kiss was all it took to confirm it.
“You are mine,” he growled. “Do you feel it?”
“I do,” she whispered back. “So, show me, Kyryl. Show me exactly what it means to be your mate.”
Chapter Eight
Charmcould feelit, sense it.
They were mates, and Kyryl belonged to her.
It was such an odd sensation. To feel something so deeply that completely went against logic, but she didn’t care. She wanted him. Wanted to be his mate more than she’d ever wanted anything in her entire life. A small part of her still believed it might all be some sort of fantastical dream, but the rest of her desperately hoped that they were destined to be together.
And if he was hers, there was no point in holding back.
Grabbing hold of her chance at happiness with both hands, she shifted positions so she was straddling Kyryl’s lap. Giving into her need for him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and took his mouth in a claiming kiss. The taste of him was like a shock to her system. He was an addiction that she never wanted to be free of, and she immediately wanted more.
She wanted everything.
When he growled with pleasure, she pressed herself fully against him. Her nipples tightened as they rubbed his vibrating chest, and she moaned when she felt his thick shaft rubbing against her pussy. She rocked her hips to increase the pressure and felt her clit tingle with each motion. She wanted him inside her, but when she tried to take him in, his large hands stopped her, holding her firmly in place.
“Charm, I need you to be sure you are ready to bond with me before we take this next step.”
She pulled back a little so she could look at him. She could see his glowing eyes were bright with his need for her. Could feel how much he wanted her by the thick erection pressed against her. His body was telling her that he needed her, but his wordshad sounded so calm and unbothered that it left her feeling slightly frustrated.
He was a powerful magical being who was centuries older than she was, so it made sense that he was so composed. She wanted to destroy that composure and force him to lose control. She needed him to want her as desperately as she wanted him, and nothing less would satisfy her.
“I’m ready,” she said in a husky whisper. “But are you?”
His lips quirked. “I can assure you that I—”
His words ended on a hiss as she reached between them and wrapped her hand around his thick shaft. She hummed with pleasure as she felt the hot, hard length of him against her palm. His cock was so thick that it left a gap between her thumb and the rest of her fingers, and she couldn’t wait until she felt him inside her.
But not yet.