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“Mate.”

The soles of my feet slap the muddy grass as I bound across the lawn in her direction, nearly slipping as she rushes to meet me halfway. When our bodies collide, it’s like a bolt of lightning crashes down through my body. It sucks all the air out of me. I smooth her wet hair away from her face, staring down into her eyes, so wide, so blue.

“You came back.”

She laughs- the lightest, most beautiful, musical sound I’ve ever heard- throwing her head back, the rain splashing her face.

“You didn’t think you’d get rid of me that easy, did you?” she asks, arching a brow as she reaches up to stroke my cheek. “You’re mine, Gray.”

“Mine,” I growl, threading my fingers into her soaked hair and pulling her face closer, claiming her mouth. It tastes sweeter than ever before, our tongues twining as our rain-slick bodies come crashing together. I kiss her hard, like my life fucking depends on it.

I don’t stop kissing her as I slide an arm under her naked ass, picking her up off of the ground. Her long legs part for me, her bare pussy gliding across my dick as I lift her to wrap them around my torso. She clings to me with her arms and legs as I relinquish her kiss to stride across the lawn in the direction of the packhouse. I have to get her inside, have to get inside of her.

My mind can’t even process the intense emotions and sensations I’m feeling right now. I’m still in disbelief that fate has confirmed what I now realize I’ve always somehow known-Fallon is my mate.

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

Fallon

“I always knew it was you,” Gray murmurs in my ear as he carries me through the packhouse, up the stairs and down the hall.

Warmth spreads in my chest as I plant a shower of kisses on his cheeks, his nose, his eyelashes, his forehead. I’m so in awe of him, of how it feels to be his, for him to be mine. My parents were right; there’s no way to put the mate bond into words. It’s complete and utter euphoria. Everything I’ve ever felt for Gray is multiplied tenfold; the emotions are so overpowering I don’t know whether I want to laugh or cry or scream or pass out. Scratch that- I know what I want. I want him to take me to his bed and fuck me senseless.

Gray kicks the door of his bedroom closed behind us, carrying me over to the bed and tossing me down onto it. My body bounces with the springy softness of the mattress, then his body covers mine, his lips crushing down in another bruising kiss.

He pushes himself up on his forearms, then leans back to gaze down at me, his eyes clouded with lust. “You’re so fucking beautiful. So perfect,” he growls, tracing his fingertips up my belly. He reaches out to cup my breasts with both hands, kneading them and pinching my nipples. My back arches off of the bed as a breathy moan escapes my lips.

“Gray…” I pant.

“Yeah baby?” He asks, massaging and teasing my breasts.

I reach out for him, clawing at his biceps. “I want you to know, I came back to choose you.”

A strange expression crosses his face as Gray slides one of his hands up to cup my cheek, staring into my eyes earnestly. “I love you, Fallon,” he rasps. “You’re my mate, it’s always been you. As far as I’m concerned, the fated bond is just a bonus.”

A wave of pure, unadulterated joy washes over me at Gray’s words. I feel them so deeply, echoing in my soul. “I love you, too,” I breathe, and Gray covers my mouth with his own before I can utter another word, making my toes curl with another rough, ravaging kiss.

I run my hands down the front of Gray’s hard chest, his skin still slick from the rain. My fingertips glide over the dips and curves of his abdominal muscles, cruising down to the rock-hard length pressing into my thigh.

Gray groans into my mouth as I wrap my hand around his dick, dragging my lower lip between his teeth as he pulls back to look down at me again, his dark eyes swirling with golden shimmers.

I start pumping his cock with one hand, pushing at his chest with the other.

“Fuck, baby,” Gray chokes, stumbling back as I push him off and sit up, sliding off the side of the bed and to my knees in front of him. I gaze up at him through my eyelashes, a devilish smirk on my lips as I lean forward to wrap them around the thick head of his cock.

He stabs his fingers into my hair, guiding my head down the length of his shaft as I take him into my mouth, swirling my tongue against his pulsing hardness. He lets out a guttural moan, rocking his hips to fuck my mouth, the head of his dick punching against the back of my throat with every thrust.

His cock’s too big to fit into my mouth completely, so I use my hand on the base of it as an extension of my mouth, pumping it in time with the movements of my head up and down his shaft. Heat pools between my legs as I suck his dick, my pussy aching with need. I love the feeling of him inside my mouth, but I want him between my legs. I allow my other hand to wander down to where I want Gray, touching myself as I blow him. I moan onto his dick as my fingers find my clit.

“Stop,” Gray suddenly growls, pulling out of my mouth and reaching down to grab my arms. He yanks me to my feet, grabbing my pussy roughly. “I want to be the one to make you come,” he murmurs, tipping me onto the bed. The moment my back hits the sheets, he grabs my thighs, spreading them and lunging forward. A scream tears from my mouth as he licks into me, lapping at my pussy, alternating teasing my clit and fucking me with his tongue.

I clutch at his hair, his shoulders, his back, panting as I dig my fingernails into his skin. My whole body is on fire and it feels fucking incredible- waves of pleasure crash over me as my body trembles, reaching the apex of release. I cry out as my orgasm rockets through me, Gray shoving one of his thick fingers inside of me for my pussy to clamp down on as I ride out my climax, writhing on the sheets.

When my eyes flutter open, he’s gazing down at me, so much desire and adoration in his eyes. “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come,” Gray murmurs, sliding his hands up to fondle my breasts again.

Even though he just served up a mind-blowing orgasm, my pussy still aches for him to be inside me. I trace my fingertips up his corded forearms to his bulging biceps. “Fuck me,” I pant. “Please…”

Gray winces, reaching down to fist his cock as he hovers over me. “Oh, baby, you don’t know what it does to me when you beg…”

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