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Story: Shadow of the Forsaken

"How about we do this again back in the cabin in the light?" I asked, turning to straddle him. I ran my hands down his chest, bending to whisper in his ear. "So I can see all your tattoos while we fuck. The ones youchoseto have."

He grinned in the darkness, pride coursing through the bond. "You think I want to go again, my greedy witch?"

I moved my hips over his already hard cock and grinned. "I'm sure of it."

His yellow-gold eyes flared, and the bond pulsed and thrummed between us as I bent to kiss him again.

Mine,it screamed.He was all mine.

I let myself get lost in him, drinking him in — nipping at his jaw, his ear, his neck — soothing each with my tongue.

He did the same, drawing little gasps from me, then slid his hand to my core …

"Some day," he said, licking at his mark on my neck as he pushed his cum back inside me. "I'm going to fill you — then watch as your belly grows round with the baby we made."

My pussy spasmed.Fuck.

"Then I'll do it again," he continued, plunging his finger deep inside me. "Over and over, until —"

A strange prick of pain tugged at my attention, and I jerked back.

Then another one.

But that wasn't my pain …

"Tye," I whispered. "What's going on?"

I felt it again before I saw Tye wince. His lips pressed into a tight line as his back bowed with the pain.

This time, though, it just kept growing.

"What's wrong?!" I asked, heart racing as I scrambled off him.

The sharp pain surged deeper, spearing into him from everywhere and nowhere.

It made no sense!

"Fuck!"he cursed, curling in on himself.

I leaned over him, heart galloping in my chest. "Tye, " I pleaded. "What's happening?"

He grit his teeth and rolled to his knees as another wave of pain hit — arching his back, making his fingers claw the floor of the cave.

"Kings alive!"he shouted, moving to clutch at his head and chest. "Where is this coming from?"

Wait … I'd clearly heard him speak … but his mouth hadn't moved.

How was that possible?!

"I don't know!" he said, as if he too could hear my thoughts.

His pain splintered through me, absorbing all my focus.

It felt as though his entire body was on fire — skin burning — bones cracking.

Surely that couldn't be a normal part of the bonding process! Someone would have warned us.Wouldn't they?

"Tye," I leaned closer, pressing a hand to his burning arm. "I don't know what to do. Tell me how to help you!"

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