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Frost believed. There was no one he trusted more.

Gemini didn’t know what to think. His mind was all over the place. He stared at the closed bathroom door and prayed Frost didn’t climb from the bathroom window. He knew Frost was still inside. Gemini felt him just on the other side of the wood, hiding him from sight. Frost hadn’t screamed and run yet. It had just been such a strange rollercoaster of a night.

When the door opened and Frost turned off the light before heading his way, Gemini took his first full breath since Frost disappeared. It had been hard as hell letting him go long enough for Frost to shower. His heart couldn’t withstand another moment of feeling how he had when Frost had been taken. He still felt slightly sick. Meanwhile, Frost was totally calm.

“Will you hold me?”

Gemini opened his arms. It seemed he wasn’t as unbothered as he pretended. “You never have to ask.”

Frost climbed into his hold. His skin felt overheated—like he had taken a scalding shower—but he still shook. Gemini pressed his lips against Frost’s forehead and didn’t move. He inhaled Frost’s scent. His terror wouldn’t abate. This was one loss he couldn’t withstand.

“That’s the first thing I remembered. My mom didn’t withstand it.”

“What?”

“I heard your thoughts just then. My mom didn’t withstand it. Having a mate die,” Frost explained.

Gemini’s eyes fell closed. He had forgotten for a second Frost could read his mind. Gemini already couldn’t even imagine living without him right there in the back of his thoughts.

Frost kept talking. “I guess I had blocked it out, or maybe I was too young to remember. Hell, maybe my aunt had just drilled it into my head that Mom was a crazy drug addict who likely had no idea who my father was, but I remember everything now. When Mom was lucid, she would tell me these wild stories about meeting a wolf. We lived in the city, so that was nuts. But she swore she had fallen in love with him at first glance—like a fairytale. He brought her wildflowers and pretty rocks. She said he was an important healer.” Frost chuckled. “Of course, even as a kid, I chalked it up to the drugs or mental illness. But Iloved those moments the most, and that’s what put the seed in my head to become a doctor. She wasn’t weak. He died, and she was young enough to survive it with a child keeping her from following him. I guess when she went to prison, and I went to my aunt, there was nothing left keeping her here.” Frost stole a kiss—a sweet swipe of lips. “I used to hate her for that. Now I don’t know how she held out as long as she did. It was all there, though. In the back of my mind,” he explained. “It was like I’ve just been waiting for the curtain to be drawn, showing me everything I already knew.” Gemini heard him swallow. “That vampire waved his hands, and the next thing I knew, I wore scrubs and was ready for surgery. But something else happened too. It was almost like an upload of all this information filled my head—almost as if someone didn’t have time for me to process things at human speed. Am I even human?” He looked so lost, it hurt Gemini’s chest. His gaze latched on to Gemini. “You bit me and gave me your blood.”

Gemini hurt. That was the only way he could describe Frost realizing what had been stolen from him. “You should’ve gotten to consent. I just didn’t know what to do. While I don’t have any answers, you feel human to me. You smell human but also sweet—like cotton candy. That’s how I immediately knew you were mine. My grandad used to talk about that smell.” The pains in his chest didn’t ease. “You didn’t know about us. I didn’t know what to say. But if I’d let you go unclaimed, you’d still feel the pain growing every day—ignorant or not. I didn’t know what to say,” he repeated, because that was really what it boiled down to. Gemini was just a wildcat. No one special, really. He didn’t deserve this blessing, and he was failing him.

“You think you’re failing me?” The small voice filled with hurt stabbed Gemini in the heart.

His throat swelled. “You deserved better.”

Silence swelled between them for half a beat. “Then give me better.” The softly spoken demand was barely a whisper, but it sounded like a shout to Gemini’s heart. In a flash, he had Frost rolled beneath him. Their kiss was fire and still the sweetest he ever experienced. It went on as they lost themselves in each other. Their fingers linked and held. When Gemini couldn’t take it anymore, he found the lube that hadn’t gone far. He kept Frost’s mouth busy while he fingered him, getting him wet.

“Are you sore? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“All I feel is turned on and so fucking happy. God, it’s choking me.”

“It’s Goddess, but that’s a later discussion.” He covered Frost’s mouth with his and positioned his cock against Frost’s asshole. This time, Gemini moved slowly, inching inside and savoring the way Frost begged for more inside his head.

I need something.Frost squirmed.My gums itch.

Gemini turned his head, exposing his neck. “You need to bite. It’s okay. It’s supposed to be this way.”

Frost moved slowly. Gemini felt his uncertainty as his lips skimmed Gemini’s throat. He opened his mouth and sucked.

Gemini moaned.

Frost bit. He jerked, obviously surprised by how easily he had pierced Gemini’s skin.

You’re a leopard mate. It’s natural for you.

At his mental reassurance, Frost sucked, dragging Gemini’s blood into his mouth. Gemini ground his teeth, trying to ignore the ecstasy. He needed Frost to have the lovemaking he deserved. A loud moan poured from Frost as he took Gemini’s blood down his throat.

I want you to fuck me.

The needy growl rang through Gemini’s mind, snapping his brain. He shoved his hand beneath Frost’s body, holding him in place and at the perfect angle. Then he slammed inside him. Frost’s pleasure and the sounds he made had Gemini out of his head. All that mattered to him was doing things right. Everyone had to see they were mated, or the jealousy would snap Gemini’s mind. Before he could stop himself, he struck. Gemini’s fangs tore into Frost’s throat. The pain sliced through him as he felt everything Frost did. Then there was nothing but ecstasy. Frost’s blood filled his mouth. Gemini swallowed. Frost cried out. Cum filled the space between them. Gemini rode the waves. He never stopped thrusting, even as the last jets of cum filled Frost. It felt too good inside his other half.

His mouth moved to Frost’s. He plundered. His hips refused to stop rolling. “I’m sorry. You’re mine. I can’t stop.”

“Then don’t.”

The breathless agreement was all the permission Gemini needed. Frost wasn’t leaving this bed until Gemini’s heart was satisfied. He might never see the light of day again.

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