Page 78 of Loving Amari

When his fangs pierce my skin, he gasps against my neck. My goddess power floods into him through the bite. I can feel his shock, his awe at the sheer magnitude of energy flowing between us.

“Carla,” he chokes out, still thrusting. “Your power, it’s?—”

“I know,” I moan, still drinking from him.

We’re fucking and feeding at the same time, our bodies and souls merging in a way that transcends physical pleasure.

The pleasure builds to impossible heights. Every thrust sends waves of ecstasy through both of us, amplified by the connection of the bite.

“I’m going to come,” Amari warns, his voice muffled against my neck.

“Me too. Together.”

We come simultaneously, crying out against each other’s skin. His release floods me while I clench around him. The orgasm seems endless, fed by our merged power and the completion of our bond.

As the waves subside, we both lick the wounds we’ve created. My saliva seals his bite, healing it instantly. His does the same to mine. But the marks remain, glowing faintly with pink light.

We’re still connected, still joined, neither of us willing to break apart yet.

Amari pulls back to look at me, his eyes shining with unshed tears. “You claimed me again. You renewed our bond.”

“Of course I did,” I whisper. “You’re mine, Amari. Forever.”

“I love you so much.” He kisses me softly. “My goddess. My mate. My everything.”

We stay like that for a long moment, breathing each other in, neither wanting to separate. Finally, he lays us down on our sides, still joined, and pulls me close.

“That was...” he trails off.

“Everything,” I finish.

He nods against my hair. “Everything.”

We don’t move. Don’t clean up. Just lie there tangled together, our bodies still connected, our bond complete.

“I love you,” I murmur.

“I love you too.”

And surrounded by his scent, claimed and claiming, I drift off into the most peaceful sleep.

26

AMARI

One month later

Carla returns from limbo days earlier than I expected. The moment I see the portal open in my office, swirling with pink energy, I jump from my desk and flash to her with vampire speed.

Moria and Kemnebi are back with her, their many legs clicking softly against the floor. She’s been taking our children back with her a few at a time to personally rebuild her bond with them. The separation during her ascension affected them all, and she’s been patient, loving, dedicated to healing those wounds.

I pick her up and kiss her with hunger I can barely contain. A month apart is too long. Even a day is too long.

She giggles against my lips. “Calm down.”

“No.” I kiss her again, deeper, holding her tighter. My hands slide into her curls, holding her exactly where I want her.

She laughs.