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He goes on in a more sincere tone. “I have not heard of this kind of mating bond in vampire species. I’m considering myself lucky and thanking the fates for bringing my Sadie-queen to me and providing me with a deep connection to her.”

Everett hugs me closer to him with his arm banded around me, a digit on his other hand slipping into my pussy and lazily stroking in and out so as not to alert the others of what’s happening. I doubt he would want to make me orgasm in front of his friends. I hope not.

Cece’s smile is filled with pride and happiness for me, yet I see her own hurt and longing in her eyes. She makes the same call-you-later gesture I made earlier.

“That was certainly insightful. Thank you for sharing your personal findings with us, Everett. If there are no other questions, then we can wrap up this call. But to summarize: you’ve got a fated bond with forced proximity, it can intensify with touch, it can dissolve over time, or it can strengthen into a mate bond if you choose it to be so.” Adelbert recaps the bullet points of the conversation.

Harvey nods his appreciation. “Thanks for all your hard work and for finding answers. We will settle the matters between ourselves and alert you to any status changes along the way.” Helena nods warily along next to him.

“Get some rest, Bertie. You look like you haven’t slept in ages. We appreciate you scheduling this call and for all the hours you poured into the research,” Everett adds, voice serious as he adds a second finger into my opening, his thumb now rubbing slow circles on my clit.

I try to keep a straight face as goose bumps ripple across my skin. Everett’s expression is stoic, but the wicked glint in his eye is obvious as I keep my gaze trained on his face on the screen.

“You are most welcome. Have a nice day all,” Adelbert says and instantly signs off, effectively ending the call for everyone.

Everett loosens his arm around me to turn the computer off, his other hand deftly finding my G-spot and stroking it, the pressure on my clit increasing.

I pant as I start writhing against his hand, my breathing becoming more labored. A stark contrast to his calm, methodical tidying up. I would think he was unaffected if it wasn’t for the hard length in his sweats pushing against me.

“What do you need, zooms?” I pant.

“I need your sweet cunt, sweetheart. Announcing to my friends that you’re staying was one of my proudest moments, but it’s also made me a bit feral with the need to claim you again. Think you can take me, Sadie-queen?” Everett’s sweet words come out choked, voice thick with lust, making my pussy even wetter.

My clit takes on a pulse of its own as all my blood rushes to the area.

“Take me, Everett.”

“Fuck, hearing you say my name…” His words come out on a growl. “I’m not going to be gentle right now. If you don’t like what I’m doing just tell me to stop.”

Everett stands up from his chair and pushes my chest down against the desk with his body, fingers still inside me. With his free hand, he pushes his sweats down and hikes my shirt up over my ass.

A tremor rolls down my body in anticipation as Everett positions his cock against his fingers, slowly pulling them out as he guides his cock into me, my wetness easing his way into my pussy. He pushes in deeply, seating himself fully in one smooth motion.

The two fingers covered in my arousal replace his thumb on my clit, and he moves his other hand to my throat to hold me still, perfectly at his mercy.

This time Everett doesn’t wait for me before he starts thrusting.

Being held like this, like I’m a tool for his pleasure, is the hottest sexual experience of my life. He plays my body like it’s an instrument he’s mastered. He’s taking, taking, taking from me. I’m loving it so much that soon I’m screaming his name, convulsing around his cock.

Everett doesn’t slow his thrusts. He fucks into me like he has a point to prove, to me, to the world—I don’t care who, I’m just along for the ride.

His breathing turns harsh as I repeatedly cry out his name, chanting it. His grip on my throat grows tighter, not quite restricting my airway, but the threat is there. Everett starts rubbing my clit harder and faster as his cock starts to thicken in me, signaling how close he is.

“Come for me again, Sadie-queen.” He releases my throat and nips at my neck with his fangs, not quite breaking skin, and I come undone.

We explode together, sensations racing through my body, my core clamping tight around his cock as he spills into me.

He keeps his cock in me as he lowers us back into his desk chair, our chests moving up and down in synchronized breaths. I go limp on him, my body overwhelmed with the pleasure he’s wrung from me.

“You good?” Everett says into my hair, arms draped loosely around my body.

“A girl can get used to days like this,” I sigh into him.

“I hope so,” is his response as he places a kiss on my neck.

Chapter thirty-four

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