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“Right there,” I panted, my voice barely recognizable even to my own ears. “Fuck me harder!”
His amber eyes locked with mine, blazing with determination and something deeper, something that made my chest tighten with emotion. His hips snapped forward with renewed purpose as his balls slapped against my ass.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, wanting to feel every inch of him. My cock was trapped between our bodies, the friction of his movements and the soft fur of my stomach providing just enough stimulation to drive me wild. Pre-cum leaked steadily, making the slide easier, more intense.
“I’m close,” I warned, feeling the pressure building at the base of my spine. “So fucking close.”
Phoenix nodded, his rhythm faltering slightly as his own orgasm approached. “Me too,” he gasped.
His hand found my cock, wrapping around it with perfect pressure. Two strokes was all it took before I couldn’t hold back any longer. My release hit me with the force of a freight train. I roared his name as thick ropes of cum painted both our chests, my inner walls clenching around him rhythmically.
The sensation pushed Phoenix over the edge. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself inside me and cried out, his body shuddering as he filled me with his seed. I felt each pulse, each throb as he emptied himself, and with it came a rush of magic that sealed our bond completely.
Golden light seemed to emanate from where we were joined,spreading outward to envelop us both in a warm glow. The feeling was indescribable, like finding a piece of myself I hadn’t known was missing. Through the bond, I could feel Phoenix’s emotions as clearly as my own. I felt love, wonder, satisfaction, and a bone-deep sense of rightness.
When the light faded, Phoenix collapsed on top of me, his face buried in the crook of my neck. I, however, was staring at the tree above us.
“Uh… Phoenix?” I asked breathlessly. “Look.”
He glanced up at me, then followed my gaze up into the branches of the tree above. There we both stared as vines magically grew up the tree, wrapping around the trunk and branches before bursting into bloom. The flowers were bright red with a yellow-orange center. And they, by some sort of magic I didn’t understand, began to slowly send glowing cinders floating down around us.
“It’s beautiful,” Phoenix said softly, smiling. “Our magic is melding.”
I had no idea what it meant, but I nodded anyway, my gaze already back on Phoenix. “Yeah,” I smiled, cupping his face and pulling him back to me. “Beautiful.”
Chapter 20
Phoenix
“So… did you have a good weekend?” Lila asked me the moment I sat down in Elemental Theory the following Monday.
“Uh…” I said, blushing the brightest shade of red before I could help myself. “It was okay.”
“I knew it,” she replied coolly. “You and that Beastkin got it thefuckon, didn’t you?” She leaned closer, her smile so big I could see her vampire fangs. “Tell me every juicy detail. I want to hear it all.”
“Jesus, Lila,” I hissed, glancing around to make sure no one was listening. “Could you be any louder?”
Her grin only widened. “So I’m right. You two finally sealed the deal.” She leaned a little closer. “So, Phoenix… who was the bottom?”
I felt myself flush with heat. “Isn’t that a little personal?”
“My money is on you,” she continued, completely unperturbed. “You seem the type. And that Beastkin… well, let’s just say he doesn’t seem the type to take it if you know what I mean.”
She was making it difficultnotto know what she meant.
“I’m not discussing this here,” I muttered.
“Fine. Coffee after class.” She made it sound like a command rather than a suggestion. “And don’t even think about ditching me.”
I spent the rest of class trying to focus on Professor Blackwood’s lecture about elemental resonance frequencies, but my mind kept drifting to the weekend out in the woods beyond the wards. To Karrick’s hands on my skin, the way he’d whispered my name like a prayer. The phantom ache between my legs made me shift uncomfortably in my seat.
It was made even harder by the fact that he was sitting only a few rows away from me in the back of the class. Our bond was complete now and I could feel every single time he glanced at me. There was a sudden surge of arousal that I felt down to my very bones, and it took everything I had not to turn back and look at him. However, my dick wasn’t listening to meat all. So, glad for the desk, I remained at full mast for the entirety of the class.
When class finally ended, Lila was already standing, slinging her bag over her shoulder with the kind of predatory grace that made other students step out of her way. Good thing I’d chosen to wear a long-ish hoodie because my cock was still misbehaving. Karrick glanced at me from across the room and quickly left, holding his bag in front of him to hide his similar problem. We’d both agreed to act like we didn’t know one another while we were around other people.
“Come on,” she said, linking her arm through mine. “Let’s go find a cozy corner at the cafe and chat.”
Twenty minutes later, we were tucked into a corner booth at the student center cafe that was fairly dead this time of day. Lila ordered a black coffee, no surprise there, while I nursed a chai latte, grateful for something to do with my hands.