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THERON

Kaelin held out her hand for Graham as I went to lead her inside. I felt empty after wandering around in the past and all I wanted was to bury myself in Kaelin and forget again—at least for a little while.

Graham shook his head. “You two go—I need a few.”

Kaelin kissed him on the cheek and I touched his shoulder, then I was leading Kaelin upstairs to my bedroom.

The minute the door shut, my hand was around her neck and I pushed her against the back of the door. My lips hovered over hers, sharing air but not quite touching.

“I’ll admit I deserved that slap earlier,”

I murmured dangerously. “But if you ever do that again, you won’t like what happens.”

I nipped at her bottom lip and stared darkly at her, tightening my grip around her neck in warning. “Understand?”

“Yes,”

she gasped.

Her eyes fluttered as I cut off more of her air. I released the pressure and captured her lips, claiming what was mine. The kiss was searing yet I could feel how wet her cheeks were. I loved her for not giving me sympathy. I loved how she didn’t berate me, lecture me or try to turn me away from my path. I loved that she wanted to help—although I hated that part too because I wanted to protect her from people like Vetticus. Especially after everything she’d been through. I loved her confidence in me—

I loved her.

The realization slammed into me. I grabbed behind her thighs and lifted her into my arms. I brought us over to the bed and fell onto it with her underneath me. The love was a physical ache in my chest. It was a yearning to be consumed by her. To live in every part of her being so we were never apart. It was the pull of possession and the ache to never let go. Her fire could burn me and I’d be thankful because it meant she was mine.

We tore each other's clothes off. I couldn’t stand any barriers between us.

The passion was potent as our kisses went from frantic to deep and soulful.

“I want you,”

Kaelin breathed against my lips. For once there was no foreplay. Our need to be one overrode everything as she writhed beneath me, begging me again. “Please, T. I need you.”

My hard cock pressed against her pussy and I pushed forward—once, twice and then I slid inside her. She sighed in pleasure and kissed me again, her tongue finding mine. I began to move, withdrawing inch by inch, reveling in the friction, the feel of her—not quite wet but getting there. She sucked on my lip and I groaned.

“I will never stop wanting you,”

I murmured.

My hand slid up her chest and settled on her throat.

“You’re mine—now and always.”

And I meant it with my heart this time.

Her eyes found mine and the green in them was nearly gone—consumed by black, by the shadows—mine—ours. It was a call to my darkness as it bled into hers. We were one and the same and she was calling me home.

Our breathing grew ragged and I couldn’t drag my eyes away from hers as we breathed in each other’s air. The pleasure erased any and all barriers until all I could see was her vulnerability. The side of her she’d continued to show me, again and again, when all I’d done was push her away. A potent wave of regret washed over me. I wanted to say something to her—to tell her the truth I’d known for a while—but still it stalled in my throat. The words too unused to come easy.

I buried my face in her neck and dragged my lips down to her throat as I picked up the pace. The sounds she was making drove me into a feral state. Her nails dragged grooves down my back as she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me deeper.

I could feel her getting close. The way she clung to me, the way her pussy milked my cock as she chased that feeling of fullness. The way her moans increased as she couldn't contain the pleasure any longer. I was on the edge too—barreling towards it, out of control but this time I was ready. I was willing to fall.

She crashed over the edge with a cry, her walls contracting around me as she gasped against my lips—first a curse, then my name. It was my name that tipped me over and we rode the high that seemed to peak and go on forever.

There was no other state but this—there was nothing else but us.

I rocked into her through it all, slowing as the waves finally receded. I tried to hold my weight off of her but my heart was pounding in my chest as I caught my breath. Her arms stayed glued around me, her face buried in my neck. She went slack underneath me but not before she planted a small kiss on my neck and hummed in pleasure. Her heart beat against my chest with a fervor that matched my own and I knew the truth: there was no going back—she’d consumed me.

Mind, body—and heart.