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Her hand was tiny against Geo’s shoulder, where she patted the beast, voice laced with reassurance. “Only but a minute more now, alpha.” She stood tall. The air shimmered as her hands arched to her sides and swept over her head, weaving energy as her medallioned belt jangled in a symphony of bells. “A true mate bond has been found. The rarest and most beautiful of matches. The connection sings to me. Makir, please rise and face your true mate.”
Geo scrambled for his sash, haphazardly winding it around my middle.
“The goddess Sola has spoken to me.” The grand omega’s long purple fingers waved in the air in front of her as if she were plucking invisible threads, and her eyes closed. A quiet calm filled the air. When her eyes flared open, lavender and silver swirled like mist. “The ceremony will begin now.” Her skirts chimed as she walked in front of us. “Do you, Geo, take Makir as your soul-linked mate while you walk this life?”
My heart thundered like a herd of mantu under attack as I waited for Geo’s answer. He’d traveled with me unprepared and knew so little of my history. Even with no blanting idea what it meant to be bound by the grand omega as soul-linked, he stood unwavering, his green eyes wide open and locked on mine.
After Reinik had so callously used me to the point where I could no longer bear younglings, I had finally found myself in the place every omega dreamed of. Face to face with their true mate at a bonding ceremony performed by none other than the grand omega herself. It no longer mattered that in my dreams, we were dressed in luxurious finery, the room was filled with the fragrance of the Jas fertility flower, and my loving parents shed tears of joy. That dream faded. The only thing that mattered was Geo at my side.
This ceremony was a much better fit. Stripped down to the raw, naked love that shone like a bright star from Geo’s eyes. A beacon of love so pure I basked in its glow.
“I accept Makir with all my heart.” Geo twined his fingers through mine.
Tears fell unhindered down my face. Each landed on my trembling hands, made steady by Geo’s solid grip and unwavering gaze.
“A fine answer.” The grand omega squeezed her thin fingers around our joined hands. Her faded purple and pink fur denoted her age, adding to her mystical presence.
“Now, Makir, sweetheart.” She smiled, her gaze brimming with acceptance. “I must ask of you the same. Do you take Geo to be your soul-linked mate while you walk this life?”
My mother grumbled in the background and my father paced beside her while Bonic gazed at the two of us with his heart in his eyes.
“With all that I am.” My voice, true and clear, filled the space.
“Then, with the goddess Sola’s blessing…” She waved a brindled hand in the air. “Place your tail’s suction over Geo’s heart and cover it with your palm. Good. Now, Geo, place your thumb over Makir’s heart.” Her wide-sleeved tunic shifted, exposing her thin arms. “Geo, with your free hand, take Makir’s.” Her serene voice carried to our ears only.
Her tail bound our wrists, and her powerful voice lifted me higher, commanding the tether to tug me to my tiptoes. A deep thrum came from Geo. His position matched mine.
“The goddess Sola gifts you with the energy that flows through your bond, providing enduring strength. Her golden light allows your hearts and minds to speak freely to each other. You have been blessed.”
Heat burned through the tether, bolted down my tail and fused to Geo like a brand. My tail’s suction was directly over Geo’s heart, and the blazing gold it emitted flared and turned my blood molten.
Geo shuddered, the only sign of his pain as a fire-etched imprint of my tail’s healing source stamped his heart.
His thumbprint scorched like lava, marking the same place on me, and my gaze clouded with stinging tears but never broke from his.
The grand omega’s eyes rolled until only the whites were visible as her tail guided the bond.
My blood swelled, filling every cell with the hot syrup running in my veins. Every nerve was blackened, charred to ash and blown away, until all that remained was my connection to Geo.
Geo’s love hurtled through the bond at light speed, incinerating any lingering doubts.
“Come now,” the grand omega whispered in the background as she ushered everyone out of the room. “They’ll need time together.”
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Alone at last, Makirpulled the final shreds of my shirt free, and I shimmied my legs until my boots and pants lay in a heap. Naked in my arms, Makir straddled my lap, and our mouths met. Fully tapped into his emotions—love you so much, need you, you’re everything to me—our lovemaking overwhelmed me, and I groaned, relishing his unspoken declarations.
The door opened occasionally, and food and water slid through at frequent intervals over the next two days.
When the third morning dawned, I woke, and a languid warmth like a gentle hug replaced the urgency of Makir’s heat. It was over, but his lovefor me remained. The sensation was so encompassing through the soul-link that I wanted to reach out, touch it and caress it with my fingers.
My soft thickness was still buried inside his smooth channel from his last heat wave, the fabric of the nest was soaked in our combined seed and his waxy slick, and it smelled like heaven. Idly tracing the mating mark over my heart as Makir slumbered, I marveled at its perfect mirror image with the pad on his tail. With care, I kissed the tip of his tail, my tongue running over the fine lines matching the ones now tattooed on my chest.
Makir’s lavender eyes flickered open. “There you are,” he said. The rough rasp of his morning voice stirred my cock, but it was too worn out to perform again. “I’m feeling so much better.”
I ran my palm down his tail and squeezed the base while he purred. Bruised and scratched from his insatiable demands for sex, I should’ve been sore, yet nothing but peace filled my languid muscles.
“Can we go home soon?” I asked.
