Page 116 of Claim Me

“Wait until you taste her.” Nox’s voice is deep and so close to my ear that I suspect he’s right behind me.

But I can’t look away from Kaspian’s midnight gaze.

He’s staring up at me with such wonder in his depths that I’m drunk on his presence. Lost to the reverence on his face. The pure, unadulterated need radiating off of him.

Thisis the real Kaspian.

Not the king with the formal mask. But my intended mate.

And seeing him now, I realize I’ve witnessed glimpses of him before. Glimpses I never truly understood. Moments of heated need while we argued, all of which I mistook for something else entirely.

Because I was oblivious to our connection before.

Dark magicblinded me, made me incapable of seeing my mates for who they really are. But I see them now. Ifeelthem.

Even Kaspian.

Despite the rejection, he’s still there, lingering near my spirit, begging me to accept him once more. To allow his soul to join with mine.

I want that,I think, shifting in his lap once more.I want all of them.

It’s impulsive. Maybe even reckless. But I refuse to fight fate. These men were meant to be mine. I understand that now.

And I’m done second-guessing it all.

I reach between us, my fingers wrapping around Kaspian as I angle him upward toward my damp entrance.

His pupils dilate, his intrigue a palpable kiss to my senses.

“I don’t reject you, Kaspian Antonik,” I tell him as I slide down, welcoming him inside me. “Iacceptyou.”

He thrusts upward, forcing me to take him to the hilt. “I accept you, too, Fallon Doyle,” he says, his hands beginning to roam. “Fuck, do I accept you…”

He palms the back of my neck and slants his mouth over mine, his kiss domineering in the best way.

Then he presses his opposite hand to my lower spine and begins to move.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he demands. “I need to be deeper.”

I obey, loving the way he’s taking charge without truly meaning to. Because this is my Kaspian. The dominant I trust. The male I want to bond with. The vampire I want to call mine.

His tongue slides over mine, easily controlling our kiss as he drives into me below.

It’s perfect.

It’s him.

It’s exactly what I need right now. Right here.Between us.

Each thrust brings us closer, our souls rejoicing at our union, as fate permanently ties our destinies together.

Bane and Nox are still very much present, the heat from their bare chests radiating near my back. They’re not touching, but they’re close.

Watching.

Lurking.

Being true voyeurs while Kaspian takes me to oblivion.