Page 29 of The Bodyguard and the Alpha (Witch Twins #2)

Electra

Bastien’s large hand cupped the back of my neck possessively. Yes, just like that . This was how he would hold me when he bit me.

I imagined what would come next. The sharp pain of his teeth in my neck. It would hurt, but the pain would be worth it because his bite would bond us together.

Teeth bit into my neck.

I stiffened in shock but Bastien’s hand on the back of my neck held me still.

This was real. My imagination wasn’t that good.

My eyes flew open even as my back arched at the pain, my hands scrabbling instinctively at Bastien’s chest. But almost as soon as my hands touched his body, the pain faded and a wave of intense pleasure took its place.

My nipples hardened against his hard torso and my clit throbbed.

This time, when my body arched, it was because I wanted to be closer to my… mate?

Yes, mate . Words that weren’t mine sounded in my mind.

My eyes were open, but I stared blindly at Bastien’s shoulders, trying to process what the fuck was happening. His teeth withdrew from my skin and a warm tongue laved the wound. My hands tightened into fists at the tingles of pleasure it evoked in other parts of my body.

Let me in little Pixie .

Bastien? What a stupid question. Who else could it be? His consciousness pressed against my mental shields. Shields that prevented hostile magic targeting my mind.

He drew back, burning blue eyes seeking mine. Let. Me. In .

I was reeling. Was this really happening? Bastien had bitten me. He called me his mate. He could mind-speak to me. Incredulous, belly fluttering with hope, I did as he asked. I dropped my shields.

And everything changed.

Bastien stormed into my mind. An overwhelming presence.

Powerful emotions drowned me, battering at my sense of self.

I wanted to rend every one of the humans who’d held us prisoner.

I wanted to fuck my beautiful mate. Give her all my cum.

I would cherish her, spoil her and love her until the day I died.

I couldn’t get enough air. His need for violence, for sex, was raw, visceral. It was a rogue wave, swallowing me up, drowning me.

Breathe, baby .

Ice picks stabbed behind my eyes as my consciousness fought against the intruder. He was too much. It was everything I’d wanted but it was so much more than I had expected. Too intense. Too powerful, leaving no room for me.

For the first time in my life I fainted.