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Taking in a deep breath, I thought about his question. Thought about how he made me feel. How comfortable I felt with him, like how my body seemed torecognizehim. It was like…he was a key to my lock. He opened me up. Unleashed me.

“No,” I told him, frowning, shaking my head. “Actually, no. Not at all. It feels right. It feels like I’ve known you since before I even came into this universe.”

“A soul bond,” he told me, agreeing with the words. He leaned down to press his forehead to mine. “I had wondered if humans could feel it. If humans had an Instinct of their own when they are paired with a Luxirian. Now I know. We were fated from the beginning, Lyra. It’s a humbling, awe-inspiring realization, isn’t it?”

“We wouldn’t want to go against fate, now would we?” I teased softly.

His purr was his response, rumbling and dark. Hearing it sparked my blood, heating my core.

Our eyes held.

“I’ve been thinking about the waterfall,” I told him.

“Mmmm. Me too,” he rasped.

I grinned but then I bit my lip. “About a child…we can wait if you’d like. I know it’s a big decision and?—”

“Nix,” he growled. “I don’t want to wait.”

Oh.

“If you want a child, I will give you a child,luxiva.”

His words made me squeeze my thighs together. Thinking about his wicked, forbidden words when he’d been deep insideme at the waterfall. About breeding me. About shooting his seed deep into my womb. Getting me heavy with his child.

My fingers slid down his shoulder, tracing along the hard plane of his chest. Brushing over the tight peak of his nipple, making him groan.

“Then what are we waiting for?” I asked softly, quirking a brow at him.

He moved so fast, it was a blur. The next thing I knew, I was in his arms and the expression on his face was determined. Relieved.Desperate. For me.

“Where are we going?” I breathed, already craning my neck up to nibble on his ear, reaching up to grip his horns.

He moaned and the sound made a fresh pool of arousal flood between my thighs.Gods, his sounds…

“I’m taking my female to our bed,” he informed me.Myfemale.Ourbed. I liked that entirely too much.

His eyes gleamed, dark and hot and needy.

“And that is where I intend to keep her.”

Chapter

Sixteen

DROXAN

The desire was too punishing.

The need, too high.

It was tangled with the high ofrelief, twined together so tightly. I wanted to bellow out my happiness. I felt like I could burst.

Lyra was staying.

On Ullima.

She chose me.

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