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Fuck!

I'm fucking happy.

I mouth “I love you” as my lips brush against hers. I take her lips gently between mine. Leandra mumbles an “I love you” against my lips before she claims them. She kisses me gently. She then proceeds to kiss the side of my mouth, my jaw, my cheek, my nose, and then my forehead. Her hands grab me tightly, almost like she can’t believe this is real.

She pulls away, and when I tilt her head up so that her eyes can meet mine, I see the tears in her eyes. I cup her face as my thumbs wipe away the tears that have escaped. “Shhh, Peach, don’t cry, baby,” I whisper as I pull her against my chest. Her head settles against my chest, and my chin rests on top of her head as I rub my hand up and down her back.

“We’re soulmates, Carter. You and me. Soulmates.” she mumbles against my chest. She pulls away from me and smiles at me, her eyes twinkling. I grin like a Cheshire cat.

“I told you, baby, we have something special. You are so fucking special.” Leandra smiles even bigger, and damn, do I love this girl.

My girl. My love. My soulmate.

I hold her close, not wanting to let go as I enjoy the feeling of her once again in my arms, but this time it’s forever. She’s mine, and she will always be mine.

Chapter forty-two

Leandra

Hearing Sage tell us that we’re soulmates has left me speechless. We're still both in shock as to what happened minutes ago. Sage has changed our lives, and I will always be grateful for her and the knowledge she has bestowed upon us. Carter was and still is my soulmate in every sense that matters. Our connection is special. It’s forever.

Thinking about us being soulmates has me feeling lightheaded. Just thinking about what this means has me grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat. We’re connected in more ways than one. This connection we feel has been more than just lust and physical attraction. My heart swells with love for this man.

We stay for dinner with Sage and her husband. We wanted to make sure she was okay after hearing her cough the way she did. She assured us that she was more than well and not to worry about “this old wolf”. We said our goodbyes, promising Sage that we would return with Luca so that she could meet our son.

We drove about two hours before coming to a stop at one of the hotels we passed as we made our way up. The hotel’s view was breathtaking as the resort was surrounded by beautiful mountains. We were able to get a room last minute as we were far too exhausted to drive back home.

I take in my surroundings one last time as I walk back inside the hotel to meet Carter. Carter stands in front of the reception desk, retrieving the room key from the bimbo in front of him. I can see that she tries to flirt with him once again as she touches his arm for the fifth time since I stepped back inside.

I close the distance between us, grabbing Carter’s waist with one hand as my other hand touches the arm she was touching a few seconds ago.

“Did you get us a room, husband?” I make sure to emphasize the word husband. Carter looks down at me and smirks as he kisses my mouth and mumbles a yes against my lips. The woman behind the desk looks shocked and annoyed at the display of affection between my husband and me.

We continue to glance at each other from the moment we left the desk and made our way up to our room, holding each other prisoner as we both came to understand that these glances meant more than just a glance. There was a double meaning behind them all. I use this time to let him know Luca is okay and is already asleep.

I count the seconds to be behind closed doors anticipating what we both have been craving since the moment we found out we were soulmates. Carter opens the door allowing me to enter first, closing the door behind him. I turn towards Carter, and his eyes burn into mine. I lick my lips as I take in the view before me. He closes the space. My hands automatically go up to unbutton his shirt. His eyes follow my every move making me burn with desire.

“I know I said we should take it slow,” I whisper, running my hands up his chest to remove his shirt. “But I need you to fu—” But before I can finish that sentence, Carter crashes his lips on mine, devouring my mouth. His tongue explores my mouth, sucking on it one last time, pulling away, and taking a bite of my lower lip.

Carter pushes his bulge against my core, making me want him more as I grind against him. “Damn baby, I just found out you’re my soulmate,” he mumbles against my lips as he kisses the side of my mouth, jaw, and neck. “I think we can make an exception this one time, don’t you think?” He whispers against my ear, nibbling on my earlobe.

I nod. Carter continues his assault on my neck, sucking and licking the mark he just made. I moan at the pleasure he’s delivering, and he hasn’t even touched me down there. Carter takes my lips again, but there's nothing vanilla about this kiss or man. His teeth graze my bottom lip. His hands wander down my body taking a handful of my ass and smacking it.

Carter’s hands knead my ass for a minute or two as we kiss, forgetting everything and everyone. He leans down, lifting me as I wrap my legs around his waist. Setting me down on the bed, Carter crawls over my body. His fingers trace up my thigh, reaching past my pussy up towards my shirt. Tracing the skin underneath my shirt, he squeezes my breast, and I moan, arching my back.

My hands fumble with his belt as I kiss along his toned muscular chest up his neck sucking on his sensitive skin. I unbuckle his belt and work his zipper. My fingers reach inside his boxers and wrap around his stiff cock. I stroke his hard cock feeling him getting harder under my touch.

“Fuck, baby, it's only been you,” he groans in my ear. It doesn’t take me long to realize what Carter is telling me. He hasn’t had sex with anyone. It’s been me and only me. “It’s only been you, Carter.” I rasp as I position my face in front of his, our lips brushing against each other.

“Always,” I whisper.

I squeeze his cock once, twice, and three times before I tug on his boxers and trousers. Carter rips my shirt leaving me in my back lace bra, squeezing both my breasts. “Fuck, Peach, your soaking,” he hisses as his fingers play with my pussy. Pulling my black lace down just enough to reveal my hard nipple Carter places his mouth over it, sucking on it. Giving my right and left breast equal attention.

As he continues to lick, suck and bite both my breasts, his left hand continues to trace my clit, rubbing circles over my lace panties. I’m sure the wet patch on my panties continues to grow. “Did you touch yourself thinking about me?” He questions before pushing two fingers inside me and hitting my G-spot. I moan, arching my back and riding his fingers. “ Yes, I did—” I moan breathlessly, not able to finish as he inserts a third finger stretching me, feeling the burn.

“You did what, baby?” He questions, thrusting faster and harder bringing me to the edge. His voice is deep and husky. Thrusting in and out, his thumb rubbing circles against my clit. Oh my God, I’m going to come. His fingers slid out, taking this opportunity to share exactly what I did. “I stuck that dildo you got me and put in my headboard, and I fucked it while I thought about you.”

“Oh God, I’m gonna come.” I moan out just in time before my orgasm takes over, and I cum all over his fingers. The last thing I see and hear besides the wet sounds is his jaw clenched tightly, a low growl erupting from his chest.

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