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My chest felt lighter from his words.

“Look at them.” Molly smacked Fear’s arm. “They’re doing that mind thing. Talking to each other.”

“Disrespectful,” Fear muttered.

“Mm-hmm.”

Payne and I burst out laughing.

Epilogue

Payne

Slipping my fingers through Joy’s hair, I lifted her long strands to my nose and inhaled. Then I kissed her neck and sniffed there.

All those moments with her were fucking bliss.

I couldn’t get enough. The way her body fit into mine like a missing puzzle piece was beautiful. When I fondled her breast, molding one into my palm, every inch of my skin felt electric. Her nipples pebbled when my fingers grazed them. My cock slipped out, and she whimpered. She lifted her hips and grabbed my hips, guiding me back into her pussy. My eyes rolled back as I groaned.

Anywhere I could reach, I kissed and worshipped. All the adoration I had for her, I wanted her to feel it whenever we touched. It took so long to get there with her. I planned to love her with my body every chance I got because I finally could.

I would make a million more memories with her.

She shuddered as I thrust into her once more.

“Sensitive?” I asked as she gripped the sheets on the bed.

She nodded as I rocked into her slowly.

The heat faded the night before. I’d taken her three times in that duration before an attack happened again. Her scent was changing. She smelled of her and of something new.

I knew what the change within her meant. She did, too. We never said a word, but we knew the exact time the heat stopped. When we gave into our love during a mating cycle, we knew the outcome. I took her body anyway, with her wishing for it.

Tears formed in her eyes as she smiled, and I cried with her as she hugged me.

My heart felt like it might grow wings and take flight. I was so happy.

I’d taken her body multiple times between attacks. I worshipped her slowly, learning her body more because the fire within us had stopped.

Being with her was a beautiful thing. A fate I’d never take for granted. My birth parent’s desire to save me brought me to that world and Joy. Melinda had told me about them and why they brought me there shortly after getting my memories. I believed they must have been kind souls. I would never get to thank them for giving me a chance at life, knowing theirs was at an end. But I hoped they trusted that I’d be okay in that world. That I’d find parents who loved me and a mate that could breathe life back into a dying species.

Later, Joy rested her head on my chest while I played with her hair. She sat up and looked at me curiously.

“What is it?”

She shrugged. “I was thinking…”

“About?”

“About how we have another form.”

I could smell her arousal and sit up slowly, as if not to frighten her into running. But I was getting excited.

“What about it?”

“Well, it only makes sense that we claim each other in every way.”

My breathing got louder as I gripped the blanket. “It outraged you when I tried before.”

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