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Her mind went blank. Their growing bond thrummed through her, flooding her senses withhim.
She wanted him.
Now.
Nothing else. Just him.
Then, his hands were all over her, roving, caressing, feeling, reverent. He slipped her silken garments away from her body as easily as if they were water, until she was naked before him.
A low, primal growl escaped him, and she shuddered, goosebumps rippling across her skin.
He touched her.
She let him.
He teased her nipples with rough, tender fingers. He caressed her waist, her hips, sliding his fingers between her thighs, seeking her pussy.
And then… he stroked her there, between her folds, in her arousal, and he found her clit, and he seemed to know exactlywhat it was for, or he could feel it… she didn’t know how, but he knew just how much pressure to apply and how fast and slow to move.
He exhaled slowly as he pleasured her, and she felt his breath, a gentle caress of his venom against her face.
Sopotent.
Suddenly, her pleasure was magnified a hundredfold, so much that she cried out, gasping, her lips forming a stunnedoh.
A great shudder coursed through her as the tremors of climax began.
She saw his cock again, the hardness of it, the alluring texture, and the sight of it alone combined with the storm of their pheromones and the persistent caress of his deft fingers…
Was enough to send her over the edge.
She came.
And then…
pulled him toward her.
Suddenly, he was entering her, engulfing her in his broad arms, in his power, his alienness,allof him, and he fucked her.
Claimed her.
And Morgan had never knownanythingquite as spectacular.
She succumbed.
She was lost.
CHAPTER 25
Afterward, she lay against his bare chest, cradled in the circle of his arms, the steady rise and fall of his breathing warming her cheek. His hand drifted slowly through her hair, each stroke unhurried, as though he were memorizing the texture of it. The movement had a calming rhythm, one that eased the last tremors from her muscles and coaxed her toward a state that was neither sleep nor wakefulness, something softer in between.
Through whatever bond now existed between them, she felt the shape of his contentment. It pulsed gently through her awareness, a steady warmth that wrapped around her as tangibly as his arms did. There was strength in it too—an unshakable certainty that he would protect her, that nothing in this world or beyond it could take her from him. The realization should have frightened her, but in this moment, it only settled deeper into her bones, grounding her.
She exhaled slowly, her breath brushing his skin.How is it possible,she wondered,that I could fall so hard and so fast? How can I adapt to this so quickly, when everything I knew has vanished?
The thought of Earth drifted into her mind, but it felt distant, almost muted—as though it belonged to someone else’s life. Despite her upbringing, despite all the polished surfaces and curated comforts she had grown up with, she had never truly felt at home there. She had always been the Halden who didn’t fit into any of her father’s boxes, the one who hadn’t found a place in the carefully maintained machinery of his empire.
Perhaps that restlessness had been telling her something long before she ever understood it.
