Page 400 of Primal Bonds

“Lift your hips.” He positioned himself behind her.

Yes… She immediately obeyed. Her ass was canted up, her breasts pressed into their shirts.

He grasped her hips and resumed thrusting into her. Filling her in a way she hadn’t known she needed.

She’d told Adric she didn’t know him, but she knew all the important things. That he was strong, confident, scary smart. A natural leader who didn’t follow any rules but his own. Ruthless and ambitious, but not for himself. What drove him was bettering his clan.

Beneath that bad-boy façade, the man cared.

He twined his fingers in her hair and gave it a tug, gently urging her to lift up on all fours, her back arched. Kisses seared the side of her throat while his other hand slid between her legs to do magical things. Stroking, rubbing, circling until she was sobbing with need and want and wonder.

He released her hair to grasp her hip so he could piston into her hard and fast.

The two of us together.

Yes. Always.

They climaxed at the same time. She dropped to her forearms, moaning his name into their shirts. Behind her, he growled lowly and stilled, spurting into her, hot and urgent.

For a few seconds, he hung over her, lungs working, and then he disengaged from her and came down on the clothes, bringing her with him.

She curled into his chest. “Guess you’re feeling better.”

“Mm.” He ran a palm down her spine. In the silence that fell, this time it was his stomach that rumbled. “And hungry,” he added wryly. “But maybe no food is good news. Could mean they’re not planning to keep us down here long.”

“Maybe.” She scooted closer. “The prince—he kept trying to get me to eat his food.”

Adric’s hand on her back stilled. Beneath her, his body locked up like a fighter’s. “He wants you to stay, then.”

“He knows I’m a Seer. He offered to help train me.”

He swore. “I knew you’d be like catnip to that prick. But you told him no.” It wasn’t a question.

She thought uneasily about how tempted she’d been. “Oh, yeah.”

“Good.” He resumed caressing her. “So. Any ideas about getting out of here?”

She shook her head. “They took your dagger and the door’s locked up tight. It doesn’t even have a handle on the inside. The only thing they left us was your quartz.”

“And that’s low in energy right now. I drew heavily on it to heal myself. I probably couldn’t even shift right now.”

“You can’t use my amethyst for energy?”

A shake of his head. “I have a magical bond with my own quartz. In an emergency, I can draw any quartz, but the energy doesn’t have the same quality. I couldn’t use it for something so tricky. But—” He fingered her pendant.

“What?”

“It’s warm. And I can hear the crystals singing, louder than I’d expect.”

“And that means?”

His brows squashed together. “I’m not sure, but… I think you’ve bonded with it. Not like an earth fada, but you’ve formed a weak connection. Don’t ask me how, because I’ve never heard of anything like it. The good news is that if we get separated, I can use it to find you.”

She gripped his wrist. “We have to stay together,” she said fiercely.

He cupped her nape. “I’ll do my best, okay?” He stopped there, but she heard the but. If it came down to it, he intended to sacrifice himself for her.

She set her jaw. Not if I can help it.

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