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“It, well, it felt good to me too.” Her skin heated with the most delicious flush. “Again?”

“I suppose we should practice.”

I lifted a new shadow as she brought forth her light, and with mutual extinction, they both vanished.

Her power sparked with a bite of pleasure. Blood rushed to my loins as I clutched her closer, sneaking a hand under her shirt.After everything we’d said earlier, I had to know if she would still let me have her.

“Damn it, Ayla. It works. Only I didn’t expect it to be so” —I growled, searching for a word to possibly explain how she’d unraveled me— “dynamic.”

She chuckled, the sound rolling from her body and into mine, the tether vibrating in synch, the lingering aches of our fight easing away. Despite everything falling apart, the world felt so right when she was in my arms.

She turned around, kissing my neck as she wiggled against my cock.

“We have several hours until dawn, and I can name countless things we can do with them,” I whispered.

“Show me,” she begged.

Her light fresh in my blood, I would not deny her a single thing. I would make her scream, moan, and beg for more, anything to delight my princess.

Chapter twenty-five

The Starlit Pool

Ayla

Zayne’s arousal was evident from his starstruck face and his hardened cock. From the waves of provocation that flooded the tether.

And he wasn’t the only one.

Giving him my starlight had feltgood.The fact shook me to the core. If shadows could swallow starlight, he could destroy me and I’d delight in it.

But if there was one thing I knew for certain about Zayne, it was that he was good, through and through. Even his misguided attempts to protect me were rooted in good intentions.

Despite it all, I trusted him.

A deep, dangerous trust that made me crave him unlike ever before. My body was his instrument, and I needed to be played. I’d had a mere taste of our powers combined.

And I needed more.

I want all of him.

I needed this. To feel him inside me in every single way. I pounced, my lips claiming his as I ran my hands through his hair, drawing him closer.

Furious, fast, and desperate, we kissed. Our tongues tangled, becoming more demanding with each accelerating moment. My hand trailed down his back, reaching for his ass and pushing his pelvis against mine. His cock pressed into me.

“I can’t wait much longer,” I whispered.

“Neither can I.”

I gasped for breath, stripping off my top as his hands worked up my stomach. He clutched my breasts, squeezing them tight, his neck thrown back in longing. I grabbed his shirt and pushed it up, pressing my face into his sculpted chest.

Cedar and amber.The scent of this male.

I melted, kissing him, licking him. Tasting him.

Hands under waistbands, our trousers were gone as quick as our shirts. Boots kicked off, socks tossed aside. Dressed only in my panties, I stepped back and breathed in the sight of him, naked but for his boxers, his hipbones framing his bulge.

Sensations prickled along my spine. My nipples tightened.