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Her inner muscles clench in response to my words, drawing a harsh curse from my lips. One of her hands slides between us, finding where we’re joined, and the sight of her touching herself while I move inside her nearly undoes me completely.
“That’s it,” I encourage, adjusting the angle to hit the spot that makes her entire body tremble. “Show me what you need.”
Her movements grow more desperate, her breathing shallow and quick. I can feel her teetering on the edge, so close to release that her entire body vibrates with it. Leaning down, I capture her mouth in a kiss that contains everything I’m not yet ready to say aloud—possession and tenderness and something perilously close to love.
When she comes, it’s glorious—her pussy clamping down on my cock like a vise, her back arching as she screams my name, her whole body shaking as the orgasm tears through her. I feel every pulse, every contraction, as she comes apart beneath me.
“That’s it,” I growl, my own release building. “Come on my cock. Let me feel how much you want this.”
Her second release hits just as I lose control, and I bury myself deep with a roar, pumping her full of my seed while she milks every drop from me.
For several heartbeats, we remain locked together, bodies trembling with aftershocks.
When I finally ease to the side to avoid crushing her, my snakes are unusually quiet, satiated in a way that mirrors my own bone-deep contentment.
“That was… delicious.” She laughs, and since we’re still joined together on our sides, I feel her inner walls spasming against my cock in her joy.
“Yeah,” I agree. “Keep laughing. It feels good.”
My comment does its job, giving her a little fit of giggles, but soon the laughter dies down and she curls closer, her head fitting naturally into the space between my shoulder and neck. My arm wraps around her, holding her close as our heartbeats slow to normal.
“That was incredible,” she murmurs against my chest, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on my skin. “You’re incredible.”
Something warm and vulnerable unfurls in my chest at her words. “So are you.” My hand finds hers, threading our fingers together. “Stay tonight?”
“Try to make me leave.” Her voice holds a smile, soft and sleepy. “Besides, someone needs to make sure you don’t have any muscle spasms after that performance.”
“My back feels perfect, thanks to you.” Sterling shifts to curl more protectively around her throat, and I feel a fierce satisfaction at the sight. “All of me feels perfect when I’m with you.”
She tilts her head up to meet my eyes in the moonlight. “Thad?”
“Yeah?”
“You are so special, Thad. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” Her voice carries a vulnerability that matches the emotion building in my chest. “I need you to know that.”
“I know,” I tell her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “It meant something to me too. More than I’m ready to put into words.”
“Good.” She settles against me again, her breathing already evening out. “Because I’m not going anywhere.”
As she drifts toward sleep, safe in my arms with Sterling maintaining his gentle claim, I watch the play of moonlight across her peaceful face.
Tomorrow is the Revelation Day celebration—Guardian Solutions’ official debut, and the water ballet performance. But tonight, all that matters is the woman in my arms who chose me.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Thad
“Five minutes until curtain!” Iris’s voice carries across the Y’s locker room with the authority of a drill sergeant. “Places, everyone!”
I catch my reflection in the mirror and barely recognize myself. Gone is the intimidating enforcer who once kept both humans and monsters in line. In his place stands… whatever this is.
“You look…” Sebastian searches for the right word, his own snakes immaculately styled in celebration-appropriate red, white, and blue bowties.
“Ridiculous?” I supply.
“I was going to say ‘transformative,’” he grins. “Very symbolic of monster integration.”
“You’re enjoying this far too much.”
