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The matebond snaps into place with a fierce heat thatexplodes in my chest.

A shockwave of primal, elemental power blasts through me, locking us together in a way that has nothing to do with sex and everything to do with fate.

My cock throbs inside her, and I finally let go.

I spill into her with a roar, rutting so deep I swear I’m pouring my soul straight into hers.

We come together like the fucking world is ending.

And maybe it is.

Because I just did the one thing I swore I wouldn’t.

I mated her.

No talk. No warning. No chance to say no.

Fuck. But I don’t regret it. I won’t.

MJ gasps—body going taut—then shudders beneath me as another, more powerful orgasm rips through her.

I feel her pulse against my tongue as I lick the wound closed. I feel the heat of her body flaring in response.

Her pussy contracts, strangling my cock, and milking me of every last drop.

I come again. Hard, emptying myself into her in long, possessive strokes.

It’s done.

The bite’s clean.

The bond? Instant.

I feel her in my soul.

And fuck me—I’ve never felt so complete.

Chapter 17

Carter

Afew minutes later, she’s still quiet.

Too quiet.

She’s curled into my side, limbs tangled with mine, skin slick and glowing from the high we just shared—but something’s off.

Her breathing’s gone shallow.

Her body’s gone stiff.

Like her heart is still here, but her brain just caught up to what the fuck I did.

What I took.

“Kitten?” I ask, low and gentle, brushing her curls back from her cheek. “You okay?”

She blinks up at me, dazed.

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