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Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the sweat on my skin. My body arched, every muscle taut with a tension that went beyond the physical. Something was building within me, a force so powerful it frightened me.

“Let go,” Dimitri whispered, his voice rough with emotion. “I’ve got you. You’re mine.”

His words resonated through me, striking a chord deep within my soul. A primal part of me responded, recognizing the truth in his claim.

“Yours,” I gasped, the word both a surrender and a declaration.

Dimitri’s eyes blazed with an otherworldly intensity. He pressed his forehead to mine, our breaths mingling.

“Say it again,” he demanded, his voice low and urgent.

“I’m yours,” I breathed, the words unlocking something fierce and possessive within him.

With a growl, Dimitri claimed my lips in a searing kiss. The world spun around us as sensation overwhelmed me, every nerve ending singing with the recognition of this profound connection.

A cry tore from my throat as wave after wave of sensationcrashed over me. It was more than pleasure—it was a rebirth, a remaking of my very being.

He collapsed on top of me.

“I’ve never...” I started, my voice catching. “I’ve never felt like this before.”

Dimitri’s eyes, usually guarded, now brimmed with an intensity that mirrored my own. “Tell me,” he urged softly.

I took a shaky breath, struggling to put the overwhelming sensations into words. I pressed my hand on his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat that matched mine. The synchronicity of our hearts seemed to confirm what I already knew deep down.

“We’re bonded,” I whispered, the words carrying a weight that made them feel almost sacred. “Fated mates.”

As I spoke the words aloud, a surge of energy pulsed between us, as if the universe itself was acknowledging our connection. Dimitri’s eyes widened, a mix of awe and recognition crossing his features.

He clutched my hand, pressing it more firmly against his chest. His lips curled into that signature smirk, but his eyes betrayed a vulnerability I’d never seen before. “I knew from the moment I saw you,” he confessed, his voice a mix of cockiness and raw emotion. “But I was afraid to hope. Me, afraid. Imagine that. I promise you,” he continued, his tone shifting to one of fierce determination, “no one will ever hurt you again. I’ll rip out the heart of anyone who tries.”

His dark intensity reminded me of my brother, and despite the short time I’d known Dimitri, I believed him withevery fiber of my being. It wasn’t just his words, but the unshakable certainty I felt in our bond.

“I know,” I replied, my free hand reaching up to cup his cheek. “Just as I’ll never let anyone harm you. You’re mine. No one can tear us apart.” My voice shook with every emotion that pulsed through me.

He cocked his eyebrow, a dangerous glint in his eye. “Not even your darling brother? He seems like the overprotective type.”

I met his gaze unflinchingly. “I’ll fight for you. We’re mated.”

Dimitri’s smirk widened, a mix of satisfaction and challenge. “Well, well. Looks like I’ve corrupted you already. This should be fun.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Dimitri

I panted, staring into Gianna’s beautiful green eyes. Well, this was unexpected. I was supposed to seduce her, not mate with her. Funny how plans change.

“Well, sweetheart,” I smirked, trying to mask the whirlwind of emotions with my usual bravado, “looks like you’re stuck with me now. Lucky you.”

But even as the words left my mouth, I felt the weight of what had just happened. She was mine. The realization hit me like a stake to the heart—in a good way, if that’s possible.

“I am lucky,” she said breathlessly, her eyes shining with a mix of awe and desire.

I couldn’t help but smirk, even as her words sent an unexpected warmth through my chest. “Careful there, sweetheart. You might inflatemy ego even more.”

But as I gazed into those mesmerizing green eyes, I felt my usual walls crumbling. Damn, this girl was getting under my skin in ways I never thought possible.

“You know,” I murmured, tracing my thumb along her jawline, “I’m the lucky one here. But if you tell anyone I said that, I’ll deny it to my last breath.”

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