Page 64 of Hexmate

His teeth scraped along my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine. The green light continued to spiral around us, seeping into our skin, binding us tighter with each passing second. Through our joined palms, I could feel his heartbeat—or was it mine? The boundaries between us were blurring.

“Do it,” I urged, arching back against him. “Make me yours.”

Caden’s free hand slid down my back, tracing the curve of my spine before gripping my hip with surprising strength. His magic pulsed, and suddenly I felt slick and ready for him. One of the perks of mating a nature witch—he could just summon up his own lube. And that’s not all he could do. At the same time, I felt plants and vines winding around my legs, holding me tightly in place. They forced my knees to bend, bringing me down to the perfect level for him to fuck me.

“Mine,” he whispered again, positioning himself behind me. “My familiar. My mate. My everything.”

I felt the blunt head of his cock come to rest against my hole, my own cock throbbing in anticipation. Pre-cum dripped from me as the vines held me in place. One of them, to my surprise, wound up around my balls and wrapped around my cock. It pulsed in time to match my own, gripping me firmly. I’d never felt anything like it before, but it turned me on more than I thought possible. I wasn’t just submitting to Caden’s carnal desires, I was submitting to his magic and power too. Now that he had me positioned and restrained, there was nothing I could do but let him have his way with me. And I was ready to be used by him, to give everything I had for his pleasure.

With a slow push, Caden entered me, stretching me open with his thick length. The vines tightened around my limbs, making me gasp as they pulsed with the same rhythm as his heartbeat. His magic flowed through them and into me, connecting us in ways that transcended the physical.

“Gods,” he breathed against my ear, his voice breaking as he buried himself to the hilt. “You feel... incredible.”

Our joined hands, still slick with blood, pressed against the wall beside my head. The green light had intensified, spreading out from our palms in a network of luminous veins across the stone. Each pulse of light matched Caden’s thrusts as he began to move inside me.

“Harder,” I managed to gasp out, my body already trembling with need. The vine around my cock squeezed, milking more pre-cum from me. “I need more.”

Caden’s usual hesitancy was nowhere to be found. He growled—actually growled—and snapped his hips forward with bruising force. His free hand tangled in my hair, yanking my head back so he could drag his teeth along my exposed throat. Long gone was the shy man I’d met only a few weeks ago. In this moment, he was just as much beast as I was.

The ritual’s magic surged, green light pulsing through every point of contact between us. Caden’s thrusts grew more frantic, his teeth grazing my neck as he pounded into me relentlessly. The vines tightened, their grip bordering on pain as they held me open and exposed for him.

“Mine,” Caden growled again, his voice deepening with each thrust. “Say it. Tell me you’re mine.”

“Yours,” I gasped out, my words punctuated by his forceful movements. “I’m yours, Caden. Only yours.”

The admission seemed to ignite something primal in him. His hips snapped forward with thrilling force, driving deeper than before. The vine around my cock pulsed in time with his thrusts, squeezing and stroking in a maddening rhythm.

Through our joined palms, I could feel his magic building to a crescendo. The green light intensified, casting eerie shadows across the room. Caden’s teeth sank into the juncture of my neck and shoulder, breaking the skin. The sharp pain mingled with pleasure, pushing me closer to the edge.

“Cum for me,” he demanded.

The command in Caden’s voice, combined with the relentless stimulation from his cock and the pulsing vine, sent me hurtling over the edge. My orgasm crashed through me with shocking intensity, making me cry out as I spilled onto the wall and floor.The vines tightened further, milking every last drop from me as I shuddered in their grasp.

Caden’s thrusts grew erratic, his breath hot and ragged against my neck where he’d bitten me. I could feel his magic surging, building to a crescendo that matched the pulsing green light around us. With a guttural moan, he slammed into me one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he came.

The moment his release hit, the magic exploded. Blinding green light engulfed us both, searing through our joined hands and into our very cores. I felt Caden’s essence merge with mine, our souls intertwining in a bond far deeper than the physical or even the mate bond.

Images flashed through my mind - memories that weren’t my own. I saw Caden as a child, living a normal life without any idea of what he was or his heritage. I felt his loneliness, his confusion about his newfound power after he was torn from his normal world unexpectedly. He shared his fear with me, his father’s threats always echoing in the back of his mind. In a matter of seconds, I felt like I’d lived his entire life with him, watching from the sidelines. I knew him far more intimately than any couple could ever hope for.

I saw him exactly as he was.

The vines slowly unwound from my limbs, releasing me as the blinding green light faded to a soft glow. My legs trembled, barely able to support my weight as Caden carefully slid out of me. He turned me around, his hands gentle now as he cradled my face. His blue eyes were wide with wonder, the usual shyness returning as he searched my expression.

“Did you... did you see?” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

I nodded, still reeling from the intensity of what we’d just shared. “I saw everything. I felt everything.”

A single tear slid down his freckled cheek. I brushed it away with my thumb, noticing that our palms had healed completely,leaving only matching silver scars that shimmered with faint green light. It seemed my werewolf healing had already been shared through our new bond as mate and familiar.

“I’ve never...” Caden swallowed hard. “I’ve never had anyone see me like that before.”

“I know,” I said softly, pressing my forehead against his. “Thank you for trusting me.”

He let out a shaky breath, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin. I could feel his magic now, a constant hum beneath the surface of my skin. The familiar bond had taken hold, intertwining our essences in ways I was only beginning to understand.

“You’re not...scared?” Caden asked hesitantly, his vulnerability shining through once more. “After seeing everything about me, about my father...”

I shook my head, pulling him closer. “No. If anything, it makes me want to protect you even more. We’re in this together now, Caden. Whatever your father has planned, whatever’s happening on campus - we’ll face it as one.”

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