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“During the summer.” He watched me intensely, soaking in my reaction with satisfaction.

“Because you missed me?”

He nodded, pressing a kiss to my forehead when my face crumpled upon seeing theXon his hip bone. Exactly like theKon mine, in his honour. “And because I belong to you. Always.”

“Cade…” This man did everything in his power to show his dedication and never give up on winning me back. He knew inthis lifetime, we were meant to be. “Eres tan hermoso. Inside and out.”

The most beautiful thing about my dark prince was his soul. It shone like the brightest star and guided me home like my very own Polaris.

“Mi vida.” He clutched my face, wracked with emotions. “You have no idea how much I’ve yearned for you.”

Oh, Cade, I think I’m beginning to see just how much.

I started kissing my way down his inked body while he groaned, grazing his nipples with my teeth, nipping the hard valleys of his six-pack, and licking theXtattoo until I landed on my knees in front of him.

Peering up at him, I undid his belt buckle. “Are you ready to punish me, Cade?”

C H A P T E R2 5

LXIX

Cade

The Present

3:13 a.m.

God, if I’m dreaming, please don’t ever let me wake up.

Awestruck, I glanced down, a slight twinge travelling in my chest where my heart, formerly broken, slowly mended itself one stitch at a time.

Finally, I could breathe again after months of suffocation.

Was this really happening? Was she truly back in my life for good?

Ella was on her knees in front of me, scantily clad in nothing but high-waisted black skinny jeans, gold hoops in her ears, and the remnants of her shiny lip gloss over those plump lips.

Looking extremely innocent and submissive, a far cry from the bloodthirsty goddess I’d come to know. And I was so aroused by the sight she created that I was losing my mind.

Ella yanked off my belt and lowered my zipper before reaching inside my boxer briefs for my cock. She fisted me from root-to-tip in a tight hold that had me hissing in pleasure.

Goddamn.

Not a dream at all.

Her devil tongue wasted no time collecting the pearly drop of cum. “Mm. I’ve missed your taste.”

My girl lavished the underside of my cock like she was frantic to get reacquainted with her favourite treat, licking me like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. Then her skillful mouth greedily sucked more than half of me on a hearty swoop with delicious little moans that reverberated against my wet flesh.

My eyes rolled back into my skull.

Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck.

This was actually happening.

After months of longing for her, Ella was back like she’d never left, sucking the life out of me, slobbering all over my cock, and looking so fucking perfect in the dark with the soft candlelight bathing her figure.

She never took her eyes off me, appraising my reactions—my panting breaths, my deep groans, my gaze watching her lovely face with adoration—and letting them fuel her. I threw my head back on a growl when she took the remainder of me into her hot suctioning mouth.