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“How,” she started, then swallowed and lowered her forehead to mine, arms locking around my neck. “How does it feel for you?”
I smiled against her cheek, rubbed my lips over it, and tightened my hold at her hip while moving my other arm around her lower back and squeezing her close. Her breasts, damp and lush, squashed against my chest, her heartbeat dancing with mine. “Forever.” Her eyes flicked open, wide and searching. “It feels like forever, a right I never want to get wrong.”
Her mouth fused itself to mine so hard, we fell back onto the bed.
Over me, my swan writhed, her hips circling, grinding, and her hands in her hair when she rose and ground down hard. We both cursed, a growl I couldn’t contain if I’d tried releasing when she began to shake, to fracture, her body riding mine on instinct, chasing a high she would get nowhere else.
From nowhere but me. “My mate,” I whispered, in both shock and awe.
“Yes,” she moaned, and I lost it.
Taking her to her back, I pushed her leg over my shoulder as she came apart. A silent cry widened her eyes, and inside them, a feral gleam reflected back at me from my own. I shuddered, my entire body aflame as I jerked and grunted like the animal I was and emptied myself inside her once more.
Our lips met, glued themselves still, as we both panted into one another’s mouths. “I don’t hear anyone,” Opal whispered, fingers trailing down my back as I kissed her once, twice, twenty times, growing more obsessed with the taste of her each day.
“Then we’re not done.” I kissed her one last time, and she smothered her laughter in the pillow when I flipped her onto all fours.