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She shivered, arching her back as if pleading for more.

Emboldened, he moved lower and licked one pink nipple into his mouth.

“Jace,” she moaned, the little bud tightening on his tongue.

He gave her a deep pull, sliding his hand up to toy with her other breast as he drank in her whimpers and sighs.

All he wanted was to lavish her with every pleasure a mate could give. But his own need surged within him until it was almost an agony.

He abandoned her breasts, licking his way down her belly and nibbling her hips on his way to paradise.

She allowed him to nudge her thighs apart and he nuzzled them, teasing her with his warm breath until she cried out with need.

Then at last, he allowed himself to taste her.

She made a sound that set his blood on fire as he licked a line from her opening up to the tiny seat of her delight.

Then he lost himself in her exquisite scent, feeding on her tender folds as she cried out with quivering hips.

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Susannah

Susannah tossed her head on the pillows, moaning and pleading.

The pleasure and longing she felt was beyond the first time he touched her.

There was something stronger now, something bigger than the two of them, something demanding to be set free.

The mate bond.

She tightened her hands in the sheets and tried to lift her hips for more contact with his hungry mouth.

But he had her pinned down with a big arm, as if he didn’t want her to have control enough to chase her rapture.

“Jace,” she moaned, hating the pitiful note in her voice.

But he only growled against her and continued to feed on her, sliding a finger slowly inside her and curling it until he found the place that made her cry out for more.

On and on he teased her, until she was sure she would combust at the slightest breath.

“Please,” she moaned. “I need you. I need to be yours.”

Instantly he pulled away, crawling up her aching shivering body to press his lips to her mouth once more.

She could taste her arousal on him, and it only made her more frantic.

“Are you sure, Susannah?” he bit out, his jaw tight with the effort of holding back.

Suddenly she realized her own longing was nothing to his. He looked like he was holding back planets.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I am yours and you are mine.”

“Forever,” he groaned in surrender.

She held her breath as he took himself in his hand and pressed slowly against her.

There would be pain, that was certain from his size and her inexperience.

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