Page 73 of Wicked Captor

“You are sure you want this life?With me?”

Cara hit his chest.“Yes.And I told you not to ask again.”

“Some moments I think I am dreaming,” he murmured to her, rolling onto his side so he faced her.His grip found her waist and he pulled her into his body.“Some moments I fear that I will wake up and you will not exist.”

“I’m here,” she whispered, repeating the words she’d told him after the incident with Sarkon.“I’m here, Dev, and I always will be.And sometimes I think the same thing.That I dreamed you up, that you’re too perfect to be real.”

Devix’s lips quirked.“We can dream together, female.”

Cara chuckled, “Don’t get cheesy on me, Dev.”

“You like it when I am ‘cheesy,’” he replied, repeating her very English word.

“No,” she said, but her smile gave her away and she rolled her eyes, caught.“Fine.Yes, I love it.”

Devix huffed out an amused laugh and then gave her a sweet kiss, his hand drifting lower, lower.“Let us mate one more time,luxiva.Then we will go ‘seal this deal,’ as you say.”

She arched a disbelieving brow.“Just one time?”

“Two,” he amended quickly, purring in her ear.

“Just two?” she asked, slightly more breathless.

Devix gave her a wicked grin in return and Cara knew it would be a long, long time before they reached the market that day.

She wouldn’t have it any other way.

THE END