Page 158 of Cursed Bonds: An Alpha's Destiny

Sliding my hands into her hair, I clutched her to me, our tongues flicking and pressing together, our breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. Kirsten pulled away suddenly, looking at me with a gaze so intense, it almost took my breath away. The water thrummed with magic, making my skin tingle.

“Fuck me, Jace,” she growled, guiding my cock into her. Slowly, she lowered herself onto me, taking all of me.

“You feel so good,” I moaned.

She nipped at my lower lip, then stared deeply into my eyes. “I need it, Jace. I need you.”

“You have me.” Water splashed out of the tub as I rammed my hips up against her.

Her pussy clenched tight around me as she took the full length of my cock with each thrust. Her hands roved my body, my fingers gripped her ass, and the sound of our gasping breaths mingled with the splashing of the water.

My desire for her was nearly overwhelming. Another growl, this one more insistent, erupted from my throat.

“I told you that sound was sexy,” Kirsten said before crashing her mouth to mine again.

Her lips silenced the groan that tried to burst from me. Reaching around her, I grabbed her ass and pressed her down on me every time I rose up, forcing my cock ever deeper into her gorgeous body.

“I love you, Jace,” she said, voice growing tight with the oncoming orgasm.

Those three words made my heart soar. Hearing her say that made all the decades I’d spent alone worth it. All the pain and suffering was a small price to pay to have Kirsten in my arms like this, to feel her skin on mine and have her confess her love for me. I’d have given anything to have that, and now I had her.

“I love you, too,” I said, increasing my tempo. If I didn’t come soon, my head was going to explode.

Kirsten sucked in a breath and bit my shoulder. Her body went rigid as she climaxed. I followed soon after, the explosion of pleasure sending me into convulsions of ecstasy.

Fully spent, I slowed to languid strokes that felt amazing. Kirsten raised her head and hissed in dismay.

“I bit you,” she muttered.

“It was really hot,” I said, then grinned. “Did you draw blood?”

“No.” She groaned as my cock still slowly thrust into her. “As much as I’d love a second round, I think I’ll pass out if we try.”

“Fair enough.” I leaned forward and kissed her again, this one gentle and sweet.

We got out of the tub, and I helped Kirsten dry off. She wasn’t lying about being tired. Her eyes fluttered and nearly closed as I moved the towel up her legs.

“Come on.” I scooped her naked body into my arms.

“Oh, my,” she said with a giggle. “A true gentleman.”

I lay her down on the bed and pulled the sheets and blankets up to her shoulders. She smiled up at me, and her lips parted as if she was thinking about saying something, but then her eyelids fluttered closed, and she was asleep in seconds.

I stood, watching her sleep. Every day, she amazed me more and more with what she could do and who she was. All that raging against the curse for decades, and this is what it had brought me? Maybe I shouldn’t have been mad after all. Maybe I should have been thankful and eagerly awaiting her arrival. Fate couldn’t have given me a better mate.

Chapter 15

Kirsten

I didn’t even remember falling asleep. The last thing I recalled was Jace carrying me out of the bathroom. When I stirred the next morning and saw the first rays of sun glittering through the window, my sense of peace dissipated. Tonight was the night. We were going to sneak into Scottsdale and try to rescue innocent children.

Swallowing hard, I rolled over and reached for Jace, but the bed was empty. An alpha’s day was long, apparently. His pillow was twisted and matted, so he had been in bed with me. He must have gotten up before dawn to get to work. I supposed that meant the alpha’s mate needed to get up as well.

After dressing, I had a few moments of worry and self-doubt as I stood in front of the mirror. Could I really do this? Would my spell be ready? To test out my theory, I lifted a hand toward my toothbrush and concentrated, muttering the incantations I’d learned. I tried to imagine a moving illusion, something small. Something less difficult than an adult male.

For an instant, maybe two, a tiny mouse appeared in front of my hand. It was exactly as I’d imagined. He even had a little football helmet on his head, which I’d thrown into my spell just to be silly and see if I could do it. The problem was that it was semi-transparent as it moved. It also kept tripping and stumbling like it hadn’t really figured out how to walk. No amount of concentration could get the illusion right, and after about a minute, it crumbled apart. I slapped my hand against the mirror in frustration.

After a few seconds, I looked at my reflection and chuckled ruefully. At the beginning of the summer, if anyone had told me I could manifest a mouse wearing a football helmet and make it march back and forth, I’d have called them crazy. After that, I would have been giddy. Now? I was nitpicking my magic. That didn’t change the fact that I didn’t think I’d be able to master it by tonight.

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