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I grab onto the desk, trying very hard to concentrate, “I am not sure.”

As the mystical energy weaves through her skin and mine, a gentle shimmer emanates from the areas of the teeth marks. The previously visible imprints gradually fade as if brushed by an invisible hand.

The edges of the wounds blur, their crimson hues fading into the surrounding skin, leaving behind a faint, iridescent trail. It’s as though an ethereal essence gently erases the evidence of our injuries, a subtle, mesmerizing dance of restoration unfolding before our eyes.

The skin smooths around her wound, rejuvenated by the enchanting touch, until there’s no trace left but a faint, ephemeral glow, eventually dissolving into the natural complexion.

The same thing happens to the wound on my hand.

Then, we both watch in fascination as the marking on her hand begins to darken line by line. Her eye color also slowly returns to its natural hue.

She shivers beneath me. “Fuck! That was—”

“I know,” I say, leaning in to kiss the skin I had just punctured. “Hello, mate.”

Chapter 22

Jade

Mate.

I am his mate now.

A fate I chose of my own free will.

“Hello, mate,” I repeat the greeting, “Now what?” My whole body is buzzing and I can feel electricity currents zapping through my skin.

Gabriel shifts his hips again, reminding me that he is still buried inside me. “Now we fuck.”

Another shiver runs through me.

“Yes!” And without another word from him, he turns me around with my ass facing him, adjusts his cock and thrusts into me. In this position, I can feel all of him.

He is so fucking deep. I shiver as he pulls out and pushes back in, nearly making me lose my mind.

His strokes are rough and relentless, and his filthy mouth fuels me on.

Just as I am about to come, I feel his hands move from my hips. One holds me down while the other lands loud smacks my ass.

My back arches as pleasure ripples through me. “I am going to come, Gabriel. Fuck!”

He delivers another loud smack and then rubs on the spot before one of his wandering fingers finds itself between my butt cheeks.

“One day, baby, I am going to fuck you here.” His finger rubs gently there; then he pushes it in a little.

That is all it takes before I am screaming his name and shaking from my orgasm. He thrusts into me a couple of times before he pulls out, spilling on my ass and the backs of my thighs.

Then he pulls the drawer, grabs a box of wet wipes, and gently cleans me up.

I am breathless as he slowly turns me around and helps me dress.

He is all smiles as he sanitizes his desk and his hands. He is buttoning his shirt when I notice a small tattoo on his collarbone. I lean in and trace it.

“You got a mark too?”

He chuckles before leaning in to brush his lips with mine. “Yes. I amyours.”

I love the sound of that.

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