“I want you to mark me!” I blurt out.

Tony stills for a second. “But… Dalila… it means—”

“I know what it means,” I say, moving my hips against his again. “It’s not like I’m going anywhere anyways.”

“I don’t want to pressure you. You shouldn’t feel obliged to let me mark you.”

“I don’t. I want it.” I force my eyes open to stare at him. “I respect and love you for going at my pace, but this is my pace. So, show me how much you want me!”

Again, his eyes darken, and Lys comes forward. It seems like whenever his instincts take over, his lycan appears… good to know. His movements are rougher now as he fucks me relentlessly. I grab the backrest for balance, feeling how my core tightens more and more.

Tony’s lips move over my marking spot, and then suddenly, I feel a piercing pain against my neck. I want to scream first, but before my body has even registered the pain, pleasure overflows me. As if something inside me is moving, I can suddenly feel a void inside me being filled with Tony’s presence. His feelings are so much clearer through our bond now, and the tingles on my skin explode.

I grab onto him now, my fingers digging into his shoulder while my orgasm washes over me. Tony grabs my hips tighter again, pumping into me a few more times until a shudder goes through his body.

We both pant heavily, sweat covering our bodies. Tony’s lips are back on my neck, and he seems to kiss and lick the place he just marked. I sigh contentedly. I’ve never had an orgasm before, and this, fuck, this I want to definitely repeat.

“You are everything,” I mutter.

Tony smiles. “No,” he says. “You are everything.”

42

Meeting Old Friends

*ANTHONY*

Iletmyfingersglide over Dalila’s naked shoulder, smiling when she cuddles closer to me. She is deep asleep now. I still can’t believe that this wonderful woman is mine, that she and I are connected through this magical bond, and that she even let me mark her.

I will cherish her and the gift she gave me forever.

Lys raises his head a bit, looking at me sleepily.We will make sure to protect her. Our own little goddess.

I chuckle.The Goddess sent us a goddess.

Right.He smiles.And this time, I will make sure to protect both of you and the love that connects us to each other.

We will make sure to protect her together,I reassure him.You have as much fault in Corinne’s death as I do… which is none. We couldn’t have done anything about it.

He lets his ears hang down.I know, but I’m scared of losing our Dalila, too.

We won’t lose her. We’ll do everything to protect her.I grin.We shouldn’t overdo it, though. Something tells me she would kick our ass if she constantly feels patronized.I pause.Did you feel the bond to her strengthen, too?

I did,he says.There is a presence in her, her deity side, I assume, and I can feel it a lot stronger. Like it’s seeping through the bond now.

Is it dangerous for you?I ask.

Not at all. It feels warm and soothing.

He sounds content, so I let it slide, although I’m curious what truly happened when I marked Dalila. I didn’t think that far ahead. Unfortunately, I’m not the big thinker of the family, that’s Henry, but now I’m curious as to what I opened the door to. I know it’s nothing bad. It’s just… new.

You should go to sleep,Lys tells me.

I nod, finally allowing my mind to relax a bit. Dalila’s scent and the calm I feel through our bond help me further, and I doze off. I wake up hours later when the first sun rays come through the curtain. I carefully untangle myself from my mate’s embrace and decide to take a swift shower before surprising her with freshly made breakfast.

Refreshed from the shower, I immediately head to the small kitchen. There are always a few supplies in the fridge, and I can see that someone had fresh eggs and bacon brought here. I assume it was Mom. She is just the best. There is a package with bread, too, so I decide to make bacon and eggs on toast for us.

I’m in the middle of preparing everything when Dalila’s sweet scent fills my nostrils. Her skin is still a bit damp from the shower she probably just took, and she is clad in one of my shirts. She looks so fucking hot in it, and Lys instantly beams at having her covered in our scent.