Page 52 of M.A.Y.A

“I love you,” he repeated, then bent her back over the surface of the water so he could kiss her throat. Isaiah rested his lips at the exact point where her pulse thrummed. He adjusted his cock and slowly thrust into her tight heat. Their pace was thorough and deep. He felt her clench around him, listened to the sound of her uneven breathing, and experienced her rising pleasure just as his own began to crest.

His mate. His love. His everything.

Isaiah knew that even if she didn’t have any human part of her heart left, she would still be his, and they’d find each other anyway.

The mating bond strengthened between them, and Maya orgasmed as he knotted inside her. They kissed between whispers of love until he came inside her wet, hot pussy.

The claiming ceremony was finally complete.

He thought he could feel her before the ceremony. He assumed that he knew her mind and her heart when he’d first laid eyes on her. Now, it was so much more. She had truly become his everything.

“Isaiah,” she gasped.

“I know, baby,” he said, his voice hoarse with emotion. His lips hovered over hers. “It’ll just keep…getting better and better.”

She burned inside him, and he’d hold her in his heart now.

When he felt her go lax in his arms, he carried her out of the water, while still lodged deep inside her, and laid her on the blanket.

“Worth it,” she whispered, her hair fanning around her face. The cool night air tightened her nipples to buds, and her skin prickled from the temperature change. “This was all worth it.”

“What is?” he choked out. Their bodies were dripping, adhered together with water and cool air.

“Every moment I was stuck in that world was worth it if I could have this moment with you as my happily ever after.”

“Tiny warrior,” he panted against her temple. He made a vow to her as man, as Alpha, and as mate. “This is just the start of our forever.”

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