Page 80 of Wickedly Yours

But now, she couldn’t run. We were tied together inexplicably. If we didn’t complete the bond, it would be painful for both of us.

“Oh.” Her hands tightened in my hair. “Did you think I would leave you?”

“I wanted you to choose me, not to be forced or without a decision. But I’m a selfish bastard, Luna. You deserve so much better than me.”

“No.” Her voice was quiet, and she moved her hands to cradle my cheeks. My eyes drifted shut, savoring her touch.

Mymate’stouch.

Her forehead rested against mine. “How do you do it?”

“The claiming? I’d bite you. Here.” I brought my hand up toher neck, tracing over the veins. “Marking has to do with scents, but it merges ours together.” A simplified version.

“Does it hurt?” Luna’s eyes were wide.

“Maybe at first. Damien told me it’s pleasurable, though. He said?—”

Luna held up a hand, scrunching up her nose. “I donotneed to hear about your brother and my sister.”

I chuckled. “Fair enough. I won’t suck your blood. But it will make me…” I resisted rocking against her, the feeling of her bare pussy sliding over my dick making me half mad already. “Unable to stop.”

“Haven’t I already proved to you I don’twantyou to stop?” She kissed me softly. “That I need you as much as you need me?”

“Impossible,” I groaned. “There’s no way that you feel like this. Like—” Like nothing mattered but her. That I’d forsake the whole damn kingdom just for her. She was myeverything.

I kissed her again so I didn’t spill my entire soul, a strangled curse slipping from my lips as she squirmed on top of me.

Fuck, the effects of the wine were strong. Was it always like this?

But maybe it was just her, the very essence of her thrumming in my veins, needing to get closer, closer. Our powers merging, strengthening both of us.

“Luna,” I moaned. “Need you. Needthis.”

She bared her neck to me in invitation. “Then claim me,” she whispered, guiding my mouth to her neck. “Please.”

Parting my lips, I let my tongue run over the spot, sucking it into my mouth lightly. “I’ll never give you up.”

Luna let out a low moan as I scraped my teeth over the spot, my fingers moving down to her clit, making sure she was ready for me again. I circled the spot as I teased her neck, little nips without breaking the skin.

“Don’t tease me,” she begged. “I need you inside me. Please.”

I couldn’t say no to her. “My mate,” I muttered against her skin as I guided my length inside of her, relishing in the tight fit.

When I sank my teeth into her at the same moment, she cried out my name. We were so loud, I wondered how the entire palace didn’t hear it. Not that I cared.

Let them hear me making my wife scream in pleasure. No one else would ever touch her again.

Her arms were wound tight around me, my hands tight on her hips as she rocked against me slowly. My mouth was still planted on her when she dipped her head down to mine, kissing the same spot on my neck.

But I couldn’t let go. Couldn’t focus on anything but her moans as she worked her hips, nestled in my lap like she belonged nowhere but there—her throne.

“Zain,” she cried out, and I released my grip on her neck, running my tongue over the mark to seal it with my magic.

She dropped her head back, eyes squeezing shut as she moved her hips faster, grinding on top of me, those hands moving to grip my shoulders, her nails digging in. In that moment, I didn’t care if she markedme,if she drew blood, because she was mine and I was hers, and nothing else mattered.

“My mate,” I groaned. “My wife.”

“Yours,” she agreed, and I brought our lips together, kissing her deeply as we both chased our own climax.

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