She blinked. “Only if you want them to.”
Relief spread through his veins like adrenaline, making his cock throb and his chest ache. “Will it scare the hell out of you if I tell you I don’t want you to leave, ever, and if you try to leave, I’ll follow you everywhere, every day, until you take me back? I want to be blood-bound to you, Stella.” His eyes burned into hers, trying to express his love for her.
Her smile was the brightest thing in the room and she lifted her hand to stroke his chin. “I’d consider it an insult if you didn’t… But what does blood-bound mean?”
“It means we tie our souls together for eternity by mingling blood during sex.”
When her eyes widened, he rushed ahead. “It’s just something to think about—”
“And you’ll always be mine? Forever?” Her tone held so much hope.
Oh Goddess. Just the fact that she would consider it made his blood pressure soar. “Yes. I love you, Stella. I will love you forever, no matter what. But if we’re blood-bound, our souls will find each other in every one of our lives, no matter where we are.”
“Then I think we’d better find a knife.” She looked at him trustingly, her expression almost solemn. It was a promise he couldn’t ignore.
His heart was singing with joy when he answered, “If you really mean it, my love, we’ll find a knife later. But first I have to have you.”
He reversed their positions on the bed so fast she screamed before laughing when she found herself under him, legs spread, the tip of his cock already pressing against her wet sex.
Looping her arms around his shoulders, she drew him closer then arched her back. His cock slid inside her just a few inches and he watched her eyes close as a moan slipped from her lips. He stopped moving and waited for her eyes to open again.
“Not fair,” she said, looking up into his eyes as her hands smoothed down his back to rest on his ass. “You’re being bossy again.” She pressed against the taut muscles, trying to make his cock move closer to her pussy.
“Sue me.” He thrust forward an inch. “I love you, Stella.” And another inch. “If you ever put me through that kind of horror again,” and another one, “I’ll lock you inside the bedroom and never let you out.”
With a final push, he seated himself completely, the tightness of her sheath gripping him. Lust shot up his spine. Dropping his mouth over hers, he kissed her tenderly and she drew in another breath, probably to argue. But he didn’t want to argue. He wanted to sink himself inside her body for as long as he could, make her come while screaming his name, then do it all over again.
He took her hard and fast and she let him, wrapping her legs around his waist and urging him on with her hands on his ass. Her deep moans made his balls tighten in anticipation. She was as close to the edge as he was, spreading her legs even wider so that every time he thrust inside her, the base of his cock hit her clit.
Snaking one arm around her waist, he tilted her hips higher and ground his groin against her. He wanted her to come first before he spilled himself into her. He needed to feel her, needed—
Stella turned toward him, met his eyes and held his gaze. Then she whispered, “I love you, Cam.”
That was exactly what he’d needed.
Cam groaned and at the same time felt her orgasm hit her. She tensed, sinking her fingernails into his skin as her sheath contracted around him, triggering his own release.
He felt the magic course through them in a wave of heat, drawing out their joint climax. Stella must have felt it too, her shout filled with wonder, her eyes widening in awe. The moment was pure perfection, taking them higher and higher until sparks danced around their fused bodies.
As Cam held Stella in his arms, he felt a sense of calm wash over him. Still pulsing inside her, he lowered his head to kiss her lips. His forehead pressed to hers, he whispered back, “I love you too, Stella. And you can boss me around whenever you want.”
The End
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Stephanie Julian is an avid reader, who used to have a book-a-day habit. Then she realized she not only wanted to read books but write them, too. Romance has always been her first love, the sexier the better. Hot men, strong women and a heaping helping of magic dominate (and she does mean dominate) her blazing hot stories.
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