Page 158 of Twisted Ties

I strip off my shirt and my pants. She’s all bare and spread out beneath me, her eyes wide and gleaming in the darkness. She looks even better than that photo and I can’t deny myself this anymore.

I was always fucked. Always doomed. The moment I answered that call from Azlan. The moment I agreed to help him bring the girl in. The moment I laid eyes on her. From that moment, I was set on a path, my fate, and it was always leading right here. Into my bed, between her legs. This was always where I was meant to be.

So damn the consequences. Damn all of it. She’s my mate, my fated mate, and I’m done fighting it. I’m letting go. Falling.

“You know what happens if we do this?” I say, hoping with everything I possess, she doesn’t change her mind, that she won’t refuse me.

“Yes,” she says. “The bond will seal.”

Yes, if I give myself to her – either by magic or by body – that fated-mate bond will be sealed. Forever.

“And you want that?”

“I want you, Stone. I want you really badly.”

Her pussy’s all pink and swollen. I can see just how much she wants me and it makes my blood heat so high, I think I might boil in my own skin.

“You can have me other ways,” I whisper. “We don’t have to–”

“I want you this way. I want it really badly,” she says.

“You’re not going to–”

“Regret it? No, no. We still have a hell of a lot to work out, Professor, and you are not done groveling by any stretch of the imagination.” I nod, earnestly. Fuck, I’ll happily grovel for the rest of my life. “But the three of us, we belong together, don’t you think?”

I lower myself down, cradling her precious head with my arms, my cock nudging between her legs.

“Yes, we do.”

And then with my eyes locked with hers, I thrust into her, her warmth and softness swallowing me whole.

“Ohhhh,” she moans, her head tipping backward. She’s tight and I lower my mouth, sucking and nibbling her throat, her pulse leaping against my lips, until she relaxes, loosening around me and I sink further inside. All the way, until my hips are flush with hers. I groan, pausing for just a moment, savoring the feel of her, the warmth of her, and then I’m sliding out.

The friction, the feel of my cock ring, sends moans racing from her lips. And I do it again and again, just to hear more of those noises, just to make her feel good.

“Can you come this way, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” she moans, “yes, it feels so good.”

I smile. Best way to tame this wild little cat was always going to be with my cock.

I give her more force, more pressure, hold her in my arms as she writhes in the sensations.

I fuck her harder, and she wraps her legs around me, forcing her heels into my backside and pleading for more. The bed shakes, banging against the wall.

“Phoenix!” she calls out and then she’s falling, color racing up her neck and into her cheeks, her mouth falling open on one long sigh, her body stilling, then jolting beneath me as she’s struck by wave after wave of pleasure, her pussy clenching and sucking around me.

No wonder he’s half mad, obsessed. Why he can’t leave her alone.

This … this is …

I’m on the verge of coming myself, but then she’s pushing at my shoulder and I see in her mind what she wants. I let her roll me over onto my back and watch as she hooks her knee over my lap, hands resting on my shoulders, then sinks slowly, slowly, so fucking slowly, onto my waiting cock.

We groan when she swallows me whole, and then she’s riding me, grinding her hips around and around at first, getting herself off on the feel of my cock. But then I grab her by the waist and bounce her up and down, up and down, up and down, until I can’t take any more.

It’s like lightning. Like lightning in my body, starting right in my core and streaking through every limb.

I come with a groan so loud it makes the walls of my cabin shake, and then I’m pumping seed inside her as she follows me for a second time.