His eyes blazed as he straightened over me, his cock still free after I’d pulled it out earlier. He settled over me, his massive body pressing against mine.

It should’ve made me feel trapped.

Panicked.

Threatened.

But I’d spent so much time with him, all I felt was heat.

One of his hands lifted to my throat. “You sure about this, A?” His voice was low.

If I turned him down, he would walk away.

And I should’ve. I knew I should’ve.

But I didn’t want to.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure I could. Not when I wanted him as badly as I did, and felt so many things for him.

“Yes,” I breathed.

“You are mine,” he said.

Power rolled through the room, and through me. My hips arched, and he finally drove into me as the magic blazed in my veins. My body felt alive with energy, my throat stinging with the mark he put on my skin.

It would be beautiful.

I knew it, without asking.

And as Talon fucked me, driving into me again and again, he proved one thing loud and clear:

My body belonged fully to him.

And despite everything, maybe my heart did too.

sixteen

TALON

When we eventually emerged fromour room, I finally gave Avery a tour of the castle. She’d deserved to have it long ago, but I hadn’t wanted her walking around before everyone knew what she was to me.

Now that she wore my mark, there was no reason to keep her to myself.

While we walked, I couldn’t stop looking at the thin flames I’d put on her throat.

She wore me on her skin. An announcement to everyone in the castle that she was taken.

That she was mine.

When I wore a matching one, no one would ever be able to take her from me. And I couldn’t fucking wait for that day.

She’d retreated from me a little after we left the room. She didn’t seem angry, anymore. Just… uncertain.

I hated that uncertainty, but I knew it would take time for her to see that I wasn’t going anywhere.

And I could wait.

Everyone we passed was friendly to her. After I nearly lost her, everyone knew she was my fated mate.