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Skyla nearly cried from the relief as her muscles began to relax. Though her brain came back online, she could feel the desire building in her already. If thiswasn’twolf heat, she’d probably die from the real thing.
She stroked his dark, curly hair. “I want to taste you, too.” She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he’d given her
He looked up at her with golden tiger eyes. “I won’t last if you do.”
She sat up and slid her hips out from under him. “You’re as tightly wound as I was. Let me take the edge off.” She picked up one of the condoms scattered on the bed. “Then we can do it right.”
He flopped onto his back, grinning. “When you put it like that...”
She trailed a hand downward and circled her fingers around him, then rubbed a thumb across the top to smear the bead of liquid over the thick, swollen head. “Your scent is fantastic.” She turned so she had full access, then plunged her mouth over him as far as she could go.
He gasped out an oath.
She bathed him wetly with her lips and tongue, getting a feel through the mate bond for what he liked. There would be time for teasing later. Right now, he needed the release, so she put her mind to it.
She hollowed her cheeks with suction and curled her tongue against the sensitive area below the head. In and out, fast and wet. He shouted her name as he came, hips thrust forward, stiff, pumping his warm seed into her hungry mouth.
She only let him go when he began to relax. “Your taste is fantastic, too.”
“Oh, yeah?” His look was a mock challenge. “Come sit on my face and tell me that.”
She laughed and held up a condom. “Before or after we have our wicked way with each other?”
Indecision crossed his face for a long moment, but then he took the condom from her and tore it open. “I love you. Mating first. Playtime later.”
Her inner wolf whined in anticipation. Her human hormones had her shaking by the time he’d finished rolling the condom on his already rock-hard erection. Thank the goddess for shifter strength and recovery. He patted his thighs. “You on top. I want us to see each other come.”
She swung her leg over, then leaned forward. Together, they guided him to her entrance and slowly in. She started a slow rhythm, but soon sped up because he felt so deliciously good. He licked his fingers and reached out to twirl her swollen, aching nipples, then blew gently on them to make them pucker even more. She loved his sensual instincts.
Through their strengthening bond, she felt his second climax building fast. She reached down between them to curl a finger over her engorged clit, letting his thrusts set the timing for her strokes.
A surge of magic welled up in her and poured into the mate bond. She cried out when his shifter magic flowed through and danced across her skin, saturating higher thought with pure sensation.
His eyes were fully tiger gold as he shouted her name and thrust into her hard enough to lift her off the bed. His first pulse sent her over the edge into the fireworks of spasming release.
The woven cord of the mate bond swelled to swallow them both, melding their strengths and healing their weaknesses. He opened his heart, and so did she. For a long moment, she was a blend of Skyla and wolf and tiger and Nic, their magic holding them all together.We are one.
The mate bond subsided to become a slender, unbreakable connection quietly shining between them.
She returned to the real world to find herself lying on Nic’s chest, wrapped in his arms, with him still inside her. A flush of pleasure washed through her with each rise and fall of his chest.
Nic stroked her hair. “That was…”
“Yeah, it was,” she agreed.
His scent and hers were commingling to make new ones they would share. He smelled like sunshine and home and love. And a bit like wet fur. She laughed. He slipped out of her, and she laughed again and rolled aside so he could deal with the condom. She watched him with unabashed possessive delight. This gorgeous, graceful, sensual man was hers, and she was his.
She ran fingers through her tangled loose hair and encountered the bandage on the back of her neck. She pulled it off, wincing because it took some of her hair with it. She was grateful that shifting and the mate bond had healed her exit wounds. Having full magic again felt wonderful. “I’d kill for a shower.”
“We have a private room and spa bathtub waiting for us at Tinsel’s bed and breakfast in Kotoyeesinay.” His eyes gleamed with anticipation. “Tigers like water.”
“Sounds heavenly.” She checked the time on Nic’s phone. “If we pack everything in twenty minutes, we’ll get there soon…” she trailed off and listened to her magical senses. A portal was opening, far away, to the south. With their mating, she suddenly realized she’d gained Nic’s ultra-sensitivity to magic. It wasn’t fairy magic.
“Wizards.” They said the word at the same time.
Nic cursed colorfully as they scrambled into their warm clothes. Unfortunately, she was stuck with her athletic shoes, but she used a bit of magic to waterproof them and give them better traction.
