Page 63 of Demon On Deck

Kallie cups my face, body arching up to press into mine. “I’m sure,” she says with absolute certainty.

Our bodies already in line, I rock slowly forward, grazing my cock over her clit. She cries out, grabbing onto my shoulders, desperate to pull me closer. I lean down and nibble her ear, whispering, “When I enter you, when your tight pussy swallows my cock, my skin will heat, but it won’t hurt you. My fire will build as we make love. When we peak, I’ll lay my hand on you, branding you with my fire.”

I keep rocking, making Kallie squirm beneath me. When she’s a whimpering mess, I line myself up with her entrance, preparing to sink into her.

But my mate is through waiting.

She wraps her legs around my hip and arches her hips up, impaling herself on my cock.

We both groan.

There aren’t words to describe the sensation of being reunited with my mate. Instinct kicks in as my body's need to mate with her overrides my logical mind's decision to draw this out.

I gather her in my arms and spread my wings, flapping then to gently hover us above the bed. It changes the angle, hitting deeper inside of Kallie and drawing a throaty mewl from her.

“Fuck, Evren. Fuck, it feels so good. Harder. I need more. Harder.” She begs.

With a snarl, I grip her hips and piston into her, feeling the fire of my being ready to explode. I can feel Kallie’s walls fluttering as she pulls herself closer to me.

“I love you, Doll,” I say, leaning down and kissing her deeply.

When I break the kiss, Kallie wraps her arms around my neck. “I love you too. Now fuck like a demon and claim your mate.”

So fucking sexy.

I thrust up roughly, triggering my fire to bloom in my palm, and my balls tighten. Kallie screams as her climax overtakes her. The sight of her sends me over the edge. I slam inside her so deep our bones grind. At the same time, I release a glass-shaking bellow, placing my hand between her shoulder blades. I can feel my fire searing her skin as she cums again, this time screaming my name.

A lifetime passes as I empty into her, aftershocks racking her body, whimpers of her pleasure the soundtrack of our reunion.

When I begin to soften, and Kallie goes limp, I float us back down to the bed, tucking my wings away to lay us down. Kallie still clings to me, her head resting on my chest.

“Did I hurt you?” I ask, pushing the sweat-plastered hair from her forehead.

She smiles up at me, sleepy and satisfied. “Not even a little. That was amazing. And we were already amazing. But that was next level.”

I laugh softly, kissing her head.

“And that’s how it’ll always be now that the mate bond is fully in place,” I murmur, amazed, as I feel the connection between us settle into place.

“I can feel it. It’s like a warmth, something secure right here,” she says, placing her hand over my heart. I take her hand and interlace our fingers. “You’re happy. I can feel it.”

“As I can feel yours.” I sigh contentedly.

All is right in the world now. The whole world is lying in my arms and bonded to me for the rest of our lives.

Epilogue

KALLIE

Six Months Later

It’s finally here. The Frost wedding. The wedding that will potentially put Bloomhaus on the map. Today is the day.

It’s hard to believe that six months have passed since Evren and I reconciled. Six months of absolute blissful happiness. Six months of love and support and building the foundation for our own happily ever after.

Have there been bumps and stumbles? Of course. A mate bond doesn’t snap into place and fix a lifetime of history.

It turns out, I’m a bit of a control freak when it comes to asking for help.