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“Eight a.m. That gives everyone plenty of time to rest and eat before we lift the spell and figure out what all is going on with Dominic.”

“Good,” I say, cradling Taryn in my arms as I stand, ready to take her home and pamper her all night so she’s well-rested in the morning. “Because I think we’re all more than ready for some answers.”

Chapter 58

TARYN

Largehandsroammybody, one skating over my ribs and up my chest and the other traveling down, caressing the tops of my thighs. Warmth spreads through me from where Reid’s hands touch, snaking through my veins like tendrils of smoky incense, sensual and soothing, and equally intoxicating.

His hand comes to my hip, and he presses a kiss to my mark, his thumb stroking in circles on my abdomen. I whimper and sigh and push back against him, closing the almost nonexistent distance between our bodies. My ass rubs his groin, and his hard-as-a-rock dick twitches, a groan falling from his lips as he pinches my nipple and slides his hand between my legs.

“Maya said we needed to sleep,” I say, even as I tilt my hips up, seeking his expert touch.

“Maya isn’t part of our mate bond,” Reid says, brushing his fingers over my entrance. “And we did sleep. All night. And now I want to have my way with you.”

His digit slips between my lower lips, not entering but teasing, and my eyes flutter, my head rolling from the pulse of pleasure he sends through me. He keeps playing with my breasts, switching from one to the other, tormenting my hardened nipples and drawing figure eights around the curves.

His movements are slow and languid, like pure honey dripping from a spoon, and the resulting sensations are just as sweet, too.

“Wait,” I say, clutching at his arm. “I still have my bonnet on. I—”

“Look beautiful,” he says, finishing my sentence for me. I roll my eyes and push his arms to loosen his grip on me. “Where are you going?” he asks, a dangerous edge to his voice.

“To the bathroom,” I say, sliding to the edge of the mattress. “Let me take it off and—”

He follows me, growling, his finger dipping inside my pussy. “You have two minutes in that bathroom and if you’re not finished by then, I’m coming in there and fucking you on the floor. Do you understand me?”

I moan and desire rolls through me, both mine and his, as rich as the deepest red wine. His naked skin against mine is heavenly, a drug I never want to quit. My body turns to face him, and I reach up and pull my bonnet off, tossing it to the floor.

I can do the rest later. Right now, I have something more important to do.

My mate.

“There. Done,” I say, gasping, my heart pounding in my chest, my body readying itself for him.

He grabs my chin between his fingers and pulls my face to meet his lips, his kiss all-consuming, melting me from the inside. My eyes close and I return his slow kiss, dragging out each press of our lips to last as long as possible, keeping our pace unhurried.

“Goddess, Taryn, I need you,” he says, breaking away to catch his breath. “I need to feel you around me. I need to hold you in my arms and hear you say my name. Tell me you need me as much as I need you.”

His mouth covers mine again before I can answer, his arms circling around me and pulling me over him, pressing our bodies together. Skin meets skin, and fireworks explode between us, emanating from every point our bodies meet.

Those massive hands of his roam once more, lazy exploratory movements that turn me into a lust-filled, panting mess. I know what those hands are capable of—know the pleasure and euphoria they can bring me—and the anticipation of my sexual needs being met by this powerful, protective, possessive male beneath me has my body quivering and my pussy dripping.

“I need you too, Reid,” I say, my hands in his hair.

“I was so worried about you yesterday,” he says between kisses and breaths. “All I could think about was getting you home so I could take care of you and hold you.”

“I wasn’t hurt. Just scared and shaken up.”

“It doesn’t matter. My instincts will always be to protect you, to take care of you, so I know without any doubt that you are unharmed and safe. And to do whatever I need to remind myself that you are mine and only mine. Always mine.”

“Always yours,” I agree, rolling my hips so his dick slips between my lower lips.

His hands cup my ass, and he lifts my hips, sliding himself down, a trail of tender kisses left in his wake on my neck, chest, breasts, and stomach before he settles between my thighs, his mouth inches away from my entrance, his warm breath tickling my pussy.

“Fuck my face, Taryn. Hold on to the headboard and take what you need from me while I give your pretty pussy all the sweet attention it deserves.”

My body follows his command without a thought, hands clutching at the solid wooden bed frame as he kisses my entrance, sending a shockwave through me. I cry out and buck my hips against his mouth, his hands squeezing my ass and then sliding down the backs of my thighs, encouraging me to move.

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