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Jade took the last step and pressed her body against mine. My power flared in reaction. Hers did, too. A small tendril of light surrounded her body.

I wasn’t afraid of it, though.

Jade couldn’t hurt me. I couldn’t hurt her. We were made for each other.

She must have realized this, too, because her small hands found their way to my back, pulling me even closer.

“I am yours, Malachi Weyland.”

CHAPTER21

Jade

Ihad never been more sure of anything in my entire life.

Malachi kissed me slowly, taking his time as he tasted my lips, my neck, my collarbone. His hands wandered my body and his skin created a trail of fire everywhere he touched.

Kissing him didn’t feel like it had before. Malachi didn’t feel like the evil fae prince who had to be gentle with this human wife. No, Malachi felt like my equal.

Hewasmy equal.

I could feel my own magic rolling in excitement as I kissed him back, pushing against his body and guiding him to the bed. He let me lead him, giving me control and surrendering to my touch.

He was no longer in control of me. He was no longer the only powerful one.

Malachi was my equal in more ways than one. Our kisses grew fiercer, I grew hungrier and hungrier for more of him.

More of my match.

More of my husband.

Malachi leaned back onto the bed and pulled me on top of him. “I love you, Jade. I had no idea how much I needed you.”

I kissed him again. “No more than I needed you,” I replied.

How true those words were.

Malachi tucked his wings in and rolled us over, covering my body with his as he continued to devour my body with his hands.

I closed my eyes and let the euphoria of his touch spread over me.

I needed this for too long. Iwantedthis for too long.

Malachi’s lips were hot against my neck as he pulled the shoulder of my top down, exposing more of the skin there.

It wasn’t enough. I wanted to be closer to him. I wanted us to become one.

To finally be what I felt in my soul we should have been all along.

Malachi sensed this, too. His eyes locked to mine as he pulled back, just enough to slide his hands under my tunic. He paused, only for a moment, waiting for my approval.

Instead of answering with words, I pulled the rest of it up and over my head, tossing it onto the floor.

A growl of approval came from him.

Malachi was on me in an instant, covering the now exposed skin with his warm body.

He pressed against me in his large, silk bed. I could tell from his touches, his kisses that he wanted this just as badly as I did.