Page 111 of His Fate

I chuckle through my tears, new ones because I thought they'd dried up hours ago, happy ones because my beloved is fucking here. "I have many words for you, my perfect mate, many many words but the only ones that hold any importance right now are these: I love you so fucking much, Josephine, and if you ever, I mean ever defy me again like this, I will make that perfect peach-shaped ass bloom red for me mercilessly for weeks without end."

"Promise?" she says as she leans down and kisses me again before meeting my eyes. "Can't really threaten me with something that makes my pussy wet, now can you?"

I growl and roll us over, draping my body over my mate’s. "Now is not the time for such words, Josephine. Soon, but not now." I search her face, scan her from head to toe, her beautiful naked body allowing me to assess for injuries. "How? What? How did you...? I don't understand."

Posey loops her arms around my neck, tangling her fingers in my hair. "Phoenix Dragon, remember? Can't truly die because I'm merely reborn of the ashes from before?"

"You knew you would not truly die when taking on my injury?" Because if that's the case I will most definitely be paddling her ass good and hard for not sharing that with me.

But she shakes her head. "No, not really. I had a pretty good feeling I wouldn't, my dragon kept telling me it wouldn't happen but I wasn't sure because we weren't totally in sync yet. Seeing you get injured the way you did, a way that was most definitely going to kill you, brought my dragon out of hiding and when that happened she came in hot and reckless. No time to catch up."

"So I still could have lost you?"

Posey shrugs. "Maybe, maybe not. All I know for sure is my dragon wants some one on one time with yours as quickly as we can make it happen and it's going to take a hell of a lot more than an asshat like Cyril to keep me from you."

"Thank the gods for that." I stare down at my mate, still in disbelief that she is here. "Where did you go?"

"Nowhere really. I just sorta went away then felt you pull me back."

"Me? I pulled you back?"

Posey smiles. "You, your love. I don't know where I was but I could still feel you so strongly, feel our bond, your love. It's what drew me back, I followed your love home." Then she wags her eyebrows. "Wanna get freaky and mate in the battlefield I all but burned down?"

I bark out a laugh through a few more tears. "Would it be horrible if I said yes?"

"Only if you didn't mean it." My beloved leans up and kisses my lips, then kisses away my tears. "No more, ok? No more tears, no more sadness. We're together now and always will be. You said you'd always come back to me and I promise to do the same. As long as we have our bond, our love, have each other, not even temporary death can keep us apart."

I kiss her again and again, nod my agreement and wrap her in my arms. "I love you yesterday, today, and always, Josephine, and nothing, not even temporary death shall ever change that."

"You bet your sweet ass it won't." Posey grins. "I love you, sugar, and if it isn't too weird, let's get to proving it right now before someone else discovers I'm back and stops us."

"And who would I be to deny my mate her heart's desires?"

"You'd still be the man I love, my mate, my entire world. You'd just be in a hell of a lot of trouble."

With one more languid kiss, I make a vow right then and there to always fulfill my beloved's desires. I will give her everything she wants, everything she needs, give her all of my love, all of me for the rest of our days because we have been gifted with the chance to make that happen.

I will never take for granted one second of our time together and I'll be damned if anything tries to stop me from living each moment as if they are my last.

I may have pulled Posey back to me with my love but hers is what keeps me grounded, keeps me whole.

Without the love of my beautiful Josephine, I am nothing, and I will make sure she knows that I am beyond grateful for it every single day.

You can fucking count on it.

His Fate

Three months later

"Run," I growl at my mate, my fated one, my beloved Josephine as she giggles and squeals her way up to our wing of the house.

I give her a slight head start, prowl up the stairs slowly as she bunches the ruffles of her dress in her hands, my ruby signet ring sitting on her finger, and does as I command.

My eyes track her every move, watch her bare feet with bright red painted toes as they climb the first flight.

I watch the way the soft ivory fabric hugs her generous curves, the way the tulling shifts and sways with each step.

My gaze becomes hooded as it lands on Posey's hips, hips I plan to dig my fingers into as I rut her delicious cunt.

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