Page 33 of Heat & Hard Candies

The other grabbed my ass.

I hooked a leg around his hip and lined him up with my entrance, done waiting for him. He’d saidnow, and I’d been ready before we were both naked.

When I arched to take him inside me, he moved with me.

I gasped at the sudden feeling of his entire cock filling me.

“You feel so good,” I breathed.

“I’ve got nothing on you.” He pushed in a little deeper, and I moaned.

“I’m not going to last.”

“You’re not finishing until you’re mine, Beautiful.”

He grabbed my other leg, hauling me higher and changing the angle. I sucked in a breath at the sudden change in position.

“I’m yours, Kyle,” I whispered.

The words still felt like magic.

“Louder.” His command was strained. His wings unfurled behind him, his horns spiraling off his head.

“I’m yours!” I yelled, my voice echoing through the massive house I hadn’t even seen yet.

“And I’m yours, for the rest of our eternity.” His words came out a growl, and lightning raced down my spine.

I screamed at the sudden burst of pain and pleasure, the most intense orgasm of my life taking hold of me.

My body rocked and arched and moved.

A new weight settled on my back—it had to be my wings.

My pleasure was so all-consuming that I barely felt them.

My eyes were locked with Kyle’s as we came down from our high together. Though the magic between us was fading slightly, there was no denying that something had changed.

We were connected, now.

Permanently.

“I really hope you don’t regret this,” I whispered, unable to help myself.

Fire blazed to life in his eyes. “You saved my life, Beautiful. I don’t regret a damn thing, and I never will. Do you regret it?”

“Of course not.”

“Then don’t suggest that I do. We’re mates, Launa. For better or worse, for the rest of our lives and long after we’re gone.” He kissed me again, slowly.

Softly.

Sweetly.

It made my chest ache, and felt like something straight out of a romance book.

“Okay,” I said.

“Now, I want to keep this going…” he adjusted his grip on my ass and thighs. “But we need showers and food. What do you think about making a stop in the kitchen, then heading straight for the tub?”

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