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And then… I can feel him.
Not just his body, but him. His emotions flood into me as clearly as my own. I feel a love so vast, so ancient, and so fiercely focused it steals the air from my lungs. Underneath it, there is a possessiveness that is a living thing—a protective instinct that would level cities for me, and a devotion that humbles me to my core.
My Vampire Don’s love overwhelms me—a tidal wave of feeling that makes my heart feel too large for my chest. I’m overflowing—bursting with a joy so profound I can barely contain it.
Just as I feel like I might explode, Lucian pulls his fangs from my throat. He closes the wounds instantly using a slow, tender swipe of his tongue and nuzzles my ear, his body still joined intimately to mine, both of us trembling in the aftermath. His voice is a raw, intense rumble that I feel in my very bones.
“You’re mine now, little one. My heart. My bonded, Fated Mate. And I’m never letting you go. Not for all eternity.”
In the glimmering light of our new Bond, I feel his truth. I love him and I feel his eternal, unwavering love for me. And I know, with a certainty that eclipses all fear and all doubt, that my life is changed forever. Lucian and I are two halves of a single soul, finally made whole.
We will never be apart again, and I will always be…
His Curvy Queen of Blood.
The End?
