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“Oh, God,” I moaned.

“You’re mine,” Dorian whispered in my ear. His hand slid between us, his thumb finding my aching bundle of nerves, causing my entire body to tremble. “Always have been, always will be … Mine,” he growled.

His. I wasn’t his. I can’t be his.

I cried out his name as he pressed against me, and the pressure built again.

“Come for me again, Mercy,” he said, his voice strained.

My hips rolled against him, and I held my breath until the heat released inside me. My legs quivered, my toes curling as my body tensed with the force of my own orgasm.

I let out a short scream and trembled, my breathing still out of control as I struggled to wind down. Dorian collapsed completely, his weight pressing into my sensitive breasts.

“God, you’re amazing,” he whispered against my ear as he kissed me softly. “I love you, Mercy.”

I was unsure if the spell had worked or if I was falling for him all over again. Perhaps the spell did what it was supposed to, but I’d underestimated how easy Dorian was to love and how strong our connection had been. I wondered if the spell was not strong enough to hold back what I felt for him.

He didn’t give me a chance to respond. Instead, he drove himself inside me even deeper than before. I groaned and bucked into him, the pressure building inside me—threatening to explode once again. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, holding him close while he moved into me, a little slower this time.

I gasped with each thrust, pushing myself into him until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Dorian,” I moaned, unable to say anything else. “Dorian.” It was as if his name was my own holy grail. The breathless sound of it on my tongue made my heart ache and warm simultaneously.

What was I doing?

He buried his face in my neck and licked my throat. “Mercy, I’ve missed this. I’ve missed everything.”

His words were all I needed to push me over the edge. I cried out and held onto him as I came, but he continued fucking me, drawing out my orgasm to the point I didn’t know even existed.

“Come with me this time,” he ordered, pushing my knees up to my chest and grabbing my hips, holding me tightly against him.

The force of his own release rushed into me as his cock pulsed and throbbed. I let out a cry at the combination of his release and my own. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him against me, feeling my heart as it beat against his skin. Dorian let out a soft moan into the curve of my neck, kissing the skin with such tenderness that I almost wept.

After a minute of trying to catch my breath, Dorian rolled me onto my side, snuggled close to me, then pulled the covers over us to keep me warm.

“I’m not done with you,” he said, his breath still heavy. “I’ll never be done with you.”

I smiled through the guilt.

Shit.

There was nothing about what we had just done that made me feel regret, but I knew what this meant. I knew what was going to happen in the morning. I was going to hurt him as I walked out the door.

“You’re going to sleep?” I asked, my back still facing him. I needed a conversation about anything else.

I felt his smile before he squeezed me tightly against his chest. “Vampires don’tneedsleep, but if we choose to fall asleep, we can.” He nuzzled his face into my neck. “Stay with me until morning. Please.”

My cheeks flushed again. “Okay.” My smile widened. “Goodnight, Dorian.”

“Sweet dreams, Mercy,” he whispered into my neck, brushing his lips against my hair and kissing the top of my head before I fell asleep.

CHAPTER 28

Mercy

I SLIPPED MY clothes back on and crept around the corner of the hallway, hoping I didn’t wake Dorian or even Noah, who had crashed on the couch before we had gone to bed.

It was two in the morning, and I honestly didn’t think I’d fall asleep. I was going to let Dorian hold me until dawn, but when reality set in about what we did and the consequences, I had to get the hell out of there.

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