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My pussy clenched as I took him in shallow, teasing thrusts that squeezed against him. Nakoa allowed this for all of a few seconds before he pushed me onto my back, gripping my thighs and spreading them wide beneath him as he slowly thrust into me in deep, steady strokes. Sucking on his cheeks, he allowed a ball of spit to drop from his mouth to my clit, circling it with his thumb.

I was already so primed for him that it was the work of a moment before my pussy began to spasm around him. His name was a breathless moan on my lips.

“That’s it,lohane thili.”

My back arched, and my eyes squeezed shut with overwhelm.“Gods, Nakoa, yes.”

“Eyes on me, Mareina.”

My orgasm reached its peak as my gaze returned to his. The tightness in my body slackened as waves of tingling energy washed through me like a cleansing tide. My heart, and our tether, pulsing as if with aftershock.

Nakoa’s strokes turned hard and demanding as he fisted my hair to bare my neck to him. He inhaled deeply, and I felt hiscock harden further.“Look how your body sings for me, lohane thili. There’s no part of you that doesn’t belong to me.”

The wet heat of his tongue licked a stripe up the column of my neck before his fangs sank in. Time seemed to slow as something passed between our tether, and that sensation of being unable to discern where I ended and he began returned. It seemed impossible for our souls to twine further together than they already had, but the feeling was unmistakable.

When my orgasm receded, Nakoa’s fangs withdrew, and he sat back on his heels. His gaze passing over me as he continued to thrust inside of me was a tangible heat through which I felt his reverence and love.

Nakoa bit into the flesh of his forearm and held the trickling wound over where we were joined. “There is nothing more perfect than the sight of you taking my cock and my blood.”

His words, as deranged as some may find them, had my love and arousal soaring for him. My fangs lengthened, and without needing to be told, he braced arms beneath me—no fucks given for the blood staining our white sheets—and pulled me against his chest.

I titled my hips to counter his thrusts. My words were little more than a breathless whisper.“Akash, you’re so perfect for me…”

His strokes slowed as he bared his throat to me the moment his cock began to pulse, filling me in hot spurts. I whispered against his throat before sliding my fangs into the corded muscle at the top of his shoulder.

“I love you in this life and every life to come.”

“In this life and every life to come, lohane thili.”

Chapter

Fifty-Seven

MALEKAI

The temperature of the sea was that of a warm bath. Whatever those flowers were that Lathrimos had brought me had created a mind-bending experience that started with me being catapulted through the realms, cradled in the universal arms ofAkashherself andtickled by cherubs.

This took placebeforethe veil between physical reality and the eternal lifted, and I was forced to bear witness to the connection between all things throughAkash.To experience the gravitas of each of us being a micro-cosmic aspect of herself, to spiralling down the tether that linked me from Mareina to Nakoa to Ataraxus, to then purging the weight of a lifetime of slaughter and all the consequences and effects that spiderwebbed from that and into the lives of others.

If you had told me all of this occurred in the span of 150 years, I’d have believed you, but when I returned to my senses on a beach, with no recollection of travelling to, only to see the sun just barely beginning to rise… I realized only a few hours had passed.

Holy fuck.

I felt like I’d been reborn a different male. As did the drakonati within me. At some point, I couldn’t recall, I’d shiftedback, and the distinct sensation that I was still very much dead was something with which I hadn’t yet come to terms.

Or the fact that I was now bound to Avernus.

Stranded.

Naked.

And not a clue as to how the fuck I could find my way home. To my female.

Our female.

Before I’d died, I had already been growing used to the idea that I’d have to share Mareina with Nakoa, but now a soul-deep satisfaction had blossomed in my chest at the idea of being bound to Nakoa, and even Ataraxus whoAkashhad revealed to me in full.

The fact that I would besharingMareina with them infused me with a sense ofrightnessand relief that she would be protected by two other formidable males who would protect her with their lives—travel to hell and back just to save her.

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