Page 27 of Last Gift: Supernatural Battle

I cried out, and Wild pressed me forward on the vanity, lifting one of my knees onto the bench surface.

Impossibly, he filled me even more, and I shrieked, pressing a hand against the mirror in order to shove back with his drives forward.

“Fucking exquisite,” he said harshly, pulling my head to one side to half kiss and half bite my exposed neck.

I panted, no longer able to meet him in movement as well as before with my head held in such a way.

“You want what only I can give you,” he told me.

“Give it all to me,” I whispered, watching him in the mirror. My gaze was scorching, and all for him. His fire was mine. All fucking mine.

He worked his thumb into my mouth, and I sucked on it, gently biting it too. Wild pulled it out, and his thumb pressed on the tight entrance to my ass a second later.

He sustained pressure there, never entering, but the possibility of him doing so was enough to make me crazy.

“Wild,” I hushed.

“Show me,” he demanded.

I detonated around him, and though he held on initially, I watched the moment he couldn’t deny the pulsing temptation of my body around his erection any longer. I got a show of my own as a speechless release left him shaking.

That made two of us.

I was spent.

Wild set me on the vanity, still breathing hard. “I could fuck you over and over again. That’s all I want to do.”

“That’s all I want you to do,” I replied, looping my arms around his neck and drawing him in for a kiss.

I pulled back after, distracted by information through our bond. “That’s a relief?”

He searched my face. “Of course.”

My eyes narrowed. “It’s more than that.”

“Nothing to feel concerned over.”

“I’ll let you know if I don’t want to be concerned about something. How about that?”

His amusement floated between us. “Noted and understood. I feel unsettled that you aren’t feeling any urge to continue our ritual. I’m struggling to deny its call, and… Is there any change in your demon?”

I shook my head. “I’m sorry.”

He kissed me hard and fast. “Nothing to be sorry about. Just ignore this insecure mate.”

Mate. I smiled. “I like that. Mate fits better than boyfriend.”

“I’d hope so.”

No matter what he said, Wild really was worried about my inability to see magic glowing from his chest. “You don’t think we should do more to figure out what happened to her?”

“What can we do?”

A good question. One I didn’t have an answer to.

He kissed me again. “I meant what I said. Ignore me. I trust that everything has a time and place.”

“Why?”

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