Page 21 of Finding Our Home

He was panting and out of breath and flushed from his chest, up. But he was as beautiful as ever. He reached over his head and grabbed the small knife, unsheathed it, and held it in front of my shoulder. “You sure?”

“Do it, baby. Now.”

He searched my eyes, then nodded and wrinkled his nose as he cut a small slit in my shoulder. I held in the hiss that wanted to escape because I didn’t want him to feel bad for cutting me.

“Drink, my treasure.”

He dropped the knife over his head, then grabbed my shoulders and sucked on my wound. It stung, but then the pleasure of being drank from overtook the pain, and a small moan escaped my lips.

When he leaned back, I kissed his blood-covered lips and whispered against them, “You ready?”

“Please.”

I grinned and pecked his lips, then leaned down and bit into his neck. As I drank, I thought about how much I wanted our connection, how much I wanted him in my life, how much I loved him. Just drinking wasn’t enough; you had to think about how much you cared for your mate, and I’d never cared for anyone half as much as I cared for my Neo.

I leaned back and our eyes met. I could see how much he cared about me, too. But more so, I couldfeelit in every part of me. But our bond wasn’t complete yet.

“We have to drink together, baby. Is my wound still open?”

He looked and nodded. “Together, Dor.”

We nodded, then both leaned in and bit down. As soon as we gulped in each other’s blood, I felt a surge of emotions fill me—emotions that weren’t my own, but reflected mine. I felt his appreciation, his joy, his excitement, hislovefor me. I felt it so deeply within my soul that I laughed against his skin. It lit me up from the inside out, and the love we held for each other sparked brighter than a star.

Everything that I was feeling from him, he could feel from me. I could sense him so easily that I knew his eyes were filled with tears of joy.

And then we were coming together in this crazy powerful ecstasy that coursed through our bodies, hearts, and souls. I could feel his pleasure, and he could feel mine. And it was fucking wonderful.

Memories that weren’t my own flashed through my mind. Faces of his brother and sisters and parents. Memories of him playing with his dad out in a field where they planted their food; memories of him helping his mother bake cookies; memories of him playing with and fighting with his siblings; the memory of their deaths; the memory of a giant wolf named Chris carrying him on his back to safety. And all of the emotions he’d felt came with every memory. It all came flooding in at once and was overwhelming, yet amazing.

Neo was seeing flashes of my life as well and feeling my emotions.

But then the memories faded and all that was left was the two of us and the love we felt for one another.

He loved me so deeply it blew me away.

We pulled our mouths away, I licked his wound closed, and we held each other as our bodies trembled.

Can you hear me, my treasure?I asked in my head.

Neo gasped, then those happy tears trailed down his cheeks.I hear you. This is so crazy.

I kissed his tears away and chuckled a little.It is, but I hear we’ll get used to it. We’re connected together forever now. No matter how far apart we are, we’ll still be connected.

He wrapped his arms around me and held on tight.Don’t even think about testing that theory.

I laughed and tucked my arms under him.I have no intention of ever testing that.

Good.

I love you, Neo.

I love you, too, Dor.

I smiled down at him. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For doing this with me, for being here, for being my True Mate. Take your pick.”

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