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“Such a good mate,” I praised her, my words slurring. “I’m going to lock inside of you, fill you up until you overflow.”

She’s nodding, tears slipping out of the corners of her eyes as my clawed finger circles her clit. “Oh Fates, fuck, Baliey. Right there, little dream. Stay there.” I gasped the words out as I thrust in one final time, feeling the tell-tale quake of her body around me.

A moment later, Bailey’s head hit the pillows, her pussy spasming and squeezing around my cock. Her orgasm triggers my own and I shove deep as my cock swells and binds us together. There, at the opening of her womb, my cum fills her sweet, hot body. Over and over, my body convulses, pushing more cum into my mate. When I finally collapsed over her, my entire form shook.

“Mine,” Bailey said, her voice soft and filled with awe.

I groaned, my cock twitching at the pleasure of hearing her say that about me. “Yours.”

Carefully, since my cock was still locked inside of her, I rearranged her slack body so that I could gently roll onto my back. Bailey sprawls across me, moaning and shifting her hips a little against my still swollen cock.

I swatted her ass, trying to settle my horns so I don’t rip her pillows, “Stop that or we’ll have to start all over.”

Bailey moaned, “Don’t tempt me, I’m still…I want more, which is nuts because I’m still coming down.”

I smiled, pushing her hair from her eyes, “It’ll be like this for a while. New bondings are always explosive, or so I’ve heard.”

Her brows rose, “Explosive?” Her muscles tightened around my cock, and I growled at her again.

“So, I’ve heard,” I repeated, my hands moving to her hips.

“What if,” Bailey leaned down, skimming her teeth over my throat, “I wanted to find out how explosive.”

Fuck. She was perfect.

“The lock will keep us rather close,” I said, watching as she pushed up to a seated position, knees on either side of my hips. The position jostled my cock, but Bailey only moaned.

“How about this?” Bailey asked, her hips gyrating the smallest amount. My body arched; the sensitive length of my cock sent fire racing down my veins. I thrust up against her movement, revelling in the way her eyes widened.

“Two can play this game, mate. I can top from the bottom all night long.”

Bailey’s gaze on me was full of laughter and love and happiness that I felt it hum in my chest, “Let’s see about that…mate.”

Chapter Sixteen

Bailey

Welcome to Salus Glen.

The town’s sign was brand new. There wasn’t even a speck of road dust on it yet, which was rather impressive considering the highway only a few hundred yards behind Traum and me.

“This is the line?” I asked my mate again. He was in the passenger seat of my car, a bag of Twizzlers on his lap. In his human glamour it was easy to forget he was as new to this world as a toddler, and he’d spent most of our road trip from Kansas to this bayou town staring wide eyed out the windows.

“That’s what the letter says. We are just supposed to follow the main road until we get to the diner. That’s where the sheriff will meet us. He’s one of Arafel’s.”

I nodded, accelerating out of the four-way. Lush foliage surrounded both sides of the single laned highway, green even in November. “I could get used to this weather. Maybe a little more humidity than I was hoping for, but I’ll take it.”

“The climate is most comfortable to demons. We do not typically enjoy the cold.” Traum turned to me, and I started at his glamor being gone.

“You look like you again.”

“Arafel said it would not be necessary inside of the town limits. The spells Lord Lucifer created cast a sort of filter over the humans in this town. They will see the glamor, but I do not haveto use my own abilities to maintain it.”

“Handy,” I said, noting that we were passing a small neighborhood of homes, each in neat rows.

“Agreed. It was beginning to feel itchy,” Traum confessed, rolling up his bag of candies and pushing them into the glovebox. Immediately his hand found mine and squeezed. My pulse slowed, my breathing calming as his influence wound its way through me.

We’d been bonded for nearly two weeks now. I’d barely managed to drag myself out of bed after our initial bonding to get to work three days later. And even then, I’d rushed home afterwards to tackle my mate every day.

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