by Dakota Trace
"Mine! I find I’m very greedy, Wildcat. I want you to come for me. I will no longer wait to taste your pleasure. Perhaps the pleasure will convince you where I have not!”
"No!" Struggling, she tried to stop the inevitable.
"Yes! I want my chosen and I’ll accept no less.” His finger slid over her hard clit before sinking inside her.
"No! Ahhhhh...I won’t…" Her body jerked while she trembled on the edge.
“You will not deny me!” Hooking an arm around her, he rolled with her into the traditional position of claiming - with Gracie astride his masculine hips.
Gracie panicked at the feel of the broad head of his cock against her opening.
“Please, Rand! I’m scared!” Gripping his shoulder with her free hand, she tried to cling to balance while she pressed their joined hands against her exposed pussy. With their hands in the way, there was no possible way for them to complete the joining.
Threading his fingers through her hair, he brought her mouth down to his. “As am I.
Hold onto me and trust me to guide us through. I love you, Wildcat.”
Gracie froze at his words. It was the first time he’d ever said them to her.
“That’s right. I love you. Do you honestly think I’d put up with what you’ve put me through with any other woman?”
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She started to shrug when an unexpected flare of the mezclar hit her without warning. A scream ripped out of her as the spring, which had been tightening inside her womb, snapped.
“Son of a bitch!”
“It’s time Rand. You can wait no longer.” Zara’s voice was a mere stroke inside his head. “She has to claim you now. Ruzac cannot wait any longer. He needs to
complete the bond. To wait serves no purpose for any of us.”
“Grace Ann, look at me." Moving their joined hands from between their bodies, he positioned the head of his cock against her in preparation for her claiming.
With a gasp, she focused on him. Gradually, her eyes adjusted and saw the fierce look of desire on his handsome face.
"That's right - keep looking at me. Until our bond is completed we need complete contact. It’s time. Take what’s yours; what I freely offer.”
“I can’t!”
“Yes, you can. You must, if not for us, think of Zara and Ruzac. They’re on the same plane of claiming as us. I know Ruzac is an old reprobate but does he deserve this?”
Gracie closed her eyes. “No.”
“Take me, Wildcat. Complete our bond. Join our bodies and souls as well as our sentient powers.” When he could tell she was still hesitating, he added, “Imagine all the ways you can torture me after our bond is in place.”
“For the love of Mica, Rand!” The humor in her voice was contradicted when with a forceful flex of her hips, she ripped cleanly through her own innocence and merged their 175
bodies. A roar filled the room as the mezclar burned brighter. Cradled against his chest, she fought her body as a violent orgasm ripped through her.
“It’s….too…much!”
"This is it!" Under her, his body was readying for the final surge of power needed to complete the bond.
“I…”
Sensing her fear, he cried out when she tried to pull back.
“It’s too late! Let go, Gracie. Give yourself to the bond. This is something I
can’t force from you. You’ve got to accept the bond now or never.”
The fog of need and fear cleared for a moment when she heard Zara’s words.
“What?”
“It’s a once in a lifetime thing, girl. If you refuse now, it’ll never be offered
again and both you and Rand will suffer. Accept it and deal with all the little stuff
afterwards.”
Ruzac sounded worse than Zara had. Accepting the inevitable, Gracie let her body carry both of them over. Rand screamed while the burn tripled and his orgasm neared.
Threading their fingers together, Gracie locked her gaze on him and cried out as the burn surged over them and forged the bonds of the chosen.
The hotter the fire the stronger the mettle, was all Gracie could think before their orgasm was wrenched out of them and darkness beckoned.
“A perfect match in every way, Wildcat.”
Gracie subsided to the darkness with the whisper of his words leading her way.
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As soon as Rand carried Gracie away, Jonathan snagged Pati’s arm and dragged her into the small alcove off of the chapel.
“No more running, Pati.” After shutting the door, Jonathan leaned against it and released her. Her back stiffened and her breathing became shallow.
"It’s finished. I got what I needed and it’s now over. In the morning, I'm going home.”
“Yes you are. With me.” Pulling her against his body, he easily subdued her struggling. "We’re going to be married.”
"I never agreed to that! A quick fuck is all we’ve had.”
A sharp slap to her bottom had her crying out.
"I’m going to tell you now. A quick fuck is not what we had, nor will we ever have.”
Patience glanced at him nervously, the anger in his voice making her skittish and reminding her that even with her vindexicis training, she was no match for a level nine wizard.
“It’s all it can ever be, Jonathan. I’m powerless and you need someone like Gracie to complete you. Let me go.”
Before her pleas had left her mouth, he had her pinned against the closed door.
Taking her mouth in a deep drugging kiss that seemed to have no end, he pulled her skirt up around her waist. Sliding his hand into the waistband of her delicate underwear, he jerked on it. A loud rip filled the tiny room. Patience gasped… her new silk underwear!
Her concern over her panties disappeared when slipping his fingers into her damp folds, he began to violently finger her, forcing her to ride his hand.
Patience threw back her head and moaned loudly.
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Jonathan was past the point of worrying about his legendary control. The need to wait and claim his chosen was upon him. It never crossed his mind that Pati was probably reacting to the Gracie’s mezclar though the twin bond between the sisters.
The unmistakable sound of his zipper being lowered didn’t even seem to register with her. Tearing his mouth away from hers, he tried to catch his breath.
"Please, it burns."
Jonathan didn't give a verbal response to her plea. Picking her up, he positioned her over his rampant cock and drove her powerfully down onto it.
"Yes!” Her scream echoed in the small chamber along with the sound of their bodies slapping together. Another scream was torn from her when she exploded with such an intense pleasure, putting all previous pleasure she’d felt with Jonathan to shame.
"Fuck, you’re coming all over me!” His formidable control was shattered completely.
In the back of his mind he knew he needed to change positions before he came, but it was just an afterthought as the most intense pleasure he had ever felt flooded his system. Locking his knees, he stopped all movement other than wrapping his arms around her convulsing body for support. A roar ripped out of him while she rode out his orgasm and forged their bond.
“Mine!” His triumphant shout barely registered as the world darkened around them.
He barely was able to lower them to the floor of the alcove before his knees gave out.
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Mica and Colin paused at the back of the chapel when cries rang out. Looking at each other, they both seemed to come to the same conclusion. “The twin bond!”
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Mica scowled. “I completely forgot about it in our rush to get Gracie and Rand married.”
“All I can say is your nephew better plan on marrying my daughter as soon as they regain their senses.”
Mica clapped his hand over Colin’s shoulder. “Not to worry old friend. Jonathan came to me for the scrolls right b
efore Gracie ran off the first time. He was just waiting for Gracie and Rand to be married. The mezclar just sped up the process.”
“God, I’m so glad we don’t have to deal with the mezclar anymore. I’d forgotten what rutting beasts we turn into while it has a hold on us.”
“Why don’t we give them some privacy? Later tonight is soon enough to settle the issues with your younger daughter. I don’t know about you, but I’m famished.”
“Why not? You’ve already paid the caterers. Might as well benefit from it.”
Mica and Colin left the chapel after placing a locking spell on the doors. It wouldn’t do to have a servant or anyone else wander into the chapel until after Pati and Jonathan composed themselves.
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Harold drummed his fingers nervously on the cushion of the seat. Glancing at his watch again, he urged time to go faster. There were still two hours before he could show up at the prearranged time. I can’t wait to whisk Gracie away and back to Earth. I know Earth will be totally foreign to her, but I think she’ll love the little piece I’ve sliced out for myself in its rich and fertile land. A groan slipped out as his thoughts of fertile land turned erotic. He’d never expected to have Gracie and he only hoped he could 179
control himself. If not I’ll make it up to her. Only pleasure sweet Gracie, that’s all I’ve ever wanted for you.
“I see you’re ready to go.” Charles eased down in the chair across from Harold.
“Anxious is more like it, but I can’t thank you enough for your generosity.”
“Think nothing of it. When Deanna told me you’d been personally invited to the wedding but there were no available rooms, I was more than happy to have you as a guest.”
Charles glanced at the timepiece on his wrist. “I wonder what’s keeping my luscious little wife. I think I’ll go and check on her. We should be ready to leave for the palace in the hour or so. Deanna said something about arriving early.”
“Of course. The earlier the better.”
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Gracie yawned softly. Lying on her side, she couldn't help but smile at the picture Rand made. Her tempting husband lay on his back, snoring softly. Who’d have thought that a Crown Prince would snore? The heat of the mezclar still burned brightly inside her and their bond was strengthening with every passing hour. She knew they were both exhausted, but regardless the mezclar would soon wrap them both in its tendrils again.
When he stirred, she yanked her gaze up to his face. She wasn’t surprised to see him watching her with hot eyes. He’d allowed no denial since she’d completed their first bonding.
"Come here."
"Why?"
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"Because I want to make love to my wife again." Slowly, he pulled her to him by the silken binding that still held them together.
"Damn, I'll be glad when we're done with this. You’re not above using it to your advantage." She tugged back on the binding holding them together.
"You realize, Gracie, it’s just symbolic? The real bindings are always going to be there. There’ll never be any release from them for either of us.”
Before she could reply, he captured her parted lips and slid her slender body under his torso. When she flipped him over, he arched an eyebrow at her.
The feel of a moist mouth landing on his stomach drove all thoughts of protesting out of his mind. When it traveled lower towards his already hardened sex, a warning growl erupted from him.
She lightly stroked his manhood. With one hand behind her in deference to the binding that bound them together, she laid across him, slowly stroking him and licking the wet head of his cock.
“Gracie, you tease, enough. Come here.”
“Not yet.”
Rand resisted the urge to roll her under him and thrust deep and hard into her welcoming depths. When she lifted her head and stared down at his throbbing cock, it looked swollen and ready to erupt. “I’ve read that if I touch a certain spot it will make you come violently, Rand. I do believe I need to explore this.”
"Don't you dare! I want to come inside your tight little body.
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"Too bad!" She lowered her head and sucked him as deep as she could..
Immediately, he arched his back and thrust his hips towards her. Even while sucking strongly on him, she moaned happily.
"Gracie," he warned, his voice becoming rougher as his climax neared.
“Relax and enjoy it. I love the feel of you in my mouth, Rand.”
His cock was already on the verge of exploding, and while he’d been taught about these techniques, he’d never dreamed Gracie had. Well she did read a lot of books from the palace library.
”You taste so good.”
Her words drove him closer to the edge. Breathing harshly, he tried to control his body until she slid her free hand under his sack and found the sensitive flesh behind it.
He arched and roared while he skated along the edge of an incredible release. She moaned and bobbed her head faster.
"Gracie!" His cock spewed and he bucked under her lighter weight, throwing Gracie off him in the process. He shook as pleasure hot and wild continued to rack him.
When it finally eased, he tipped her head up so he could see her face.
"You do realize turnabout is fair play, don’t you, Gracie?"
"You wouldn't. I just wanted to pleasure you.”
"And I have the same desire.” He rolled her over onto her stomach.
"Rand?” Her surprise was obvious.
"Shh, relax, Wildcat." He ran his free hand down her back to her heart shaped bottom then forward to her wet folds. "That really turned you on, didn't it, Gracie? I’ll bet this does too."
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Gracie moaned and wiggled under his touch, too lost in the pleasure to answer him.
"Seeing me lose control made you so wet, I can feel it halfway down your little thighs." Leaning over her, he nipped her shoulder. "I bet it wouldn’t take much to make you come."
"No.” Her agreement sent blood coursing through him again.
"And I want you come." Drawing her up to her knees, he thrust his renewed arousal deep inside her.
"Yes!" She bucked under his much more substantial weight.
"Shh, baby," he murmured in her ear, then stopped moving all together. "We'll get there, I promise."
Gracie squirmed under him, trying to coax him into moving. He had her pinned against the bedding and wasn't moving a single muscle.
"Please, move," she pleaded with him.
"Not yet." He reached under her and tweaked her nipples.
“You tease.”
“I believe I said something just like that earlier. How does it feel to have the tables turned, Wildcat?”
“We'll see about that.”
“Yes we will.”
Rand groaned when Gracie used her vaginal muscles to grip and release his trapped manhood.
"What are you doing?" His hand smacked her bottom..
"Convincing you," she whispered aloud. "How am I doing?"
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"You convinced me." His breath hissed between his clenched teeth while she continued to caress him with her inner muscles. Pulling his hips back, he surged back into her forcefully. Gracie moaned raggedly. "Like that?"
"Yes!" Gracie pushed back onto him.
"Good." He quickened his thrusts. Soon the sounds of the bed squeaking and slapping of flesh filled the room. As they approached their peak, he slowed down a bit.
"Admit you’re in love me, and I’m the only one in your heart.”
"No, I won't.”
“You’re mine and I won’t allow any man to take what belongs to me!” He punctuated his words while he began to pound against her. His roar followed her scream of release.
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Chapter Ten
Letting the water of the shower wash away her tears, Pati wondered how she’d ended up like this. How the hell did he bind us together when I’ve no power?
"Pati?" Jonathan's
voice sent another wave of awareness over her.
After she’d managed to drag herself out of his embrace in the small alcove off the chapel, she’d run as fast as she could. Escape was the only thing on her mind. I didn’t even make it ten feet before he turned Neanderthal on me and tossed me over his shoulder. Damn his cousin for giving him such ideas. Gracie, if you can hear me, I’m going to kick your husband’s ass when I see him next.
Despite her protests, he’d carried her to the chamber he’d been given for his stay during the wedding preparations. After he’d set her on her feet in the adjoining bathroom, he’d crossed his arms over his chest and ordered her to shower before taking his leave.
"Damn it, Jonathan. I’m taking a shower. I'll be out in few minutes.”
“Don’t take that tone with me, Patience. I’ll paddle your ass.”
“Like hell you will!” Her vehement protest lost most of its sting because she whispered it so softly he couldn’t hear it. I may be headstrong but I’m not stupid!
“When you come out, we’re going to have a talk and there’ll be no running. Do you understand?”
Sticking her tongue out at the shadowy figure, she was startled when he yanked the curtain back.
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“You know, Pati, you shouldn’t offer things you’re not prepared to give.” He tugged on a piece of her wet hair while focusing on her mouth. “After we talk, I may just take you up on that tempting little offer. Finish quickly, baby. Our presence is going to be needed when the guests begin to arrive.” After sliding the curtain closed once more, she heard the muffled thud of the bathroom door closing. Leaning her head against the cool tile of the shower, she tried to figure out how she was going to get herself out of this new bit of trouble she’d managed to find.
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Jonathan paced back and forth between his bed and the open French doors. Damn it, I know she’s upset about our bonding but she’s got to get over it. We belong together just as much as her sister and Rand do. My sentient power wouldn’t have bonded with her if it wasn’t meant to be. Struggling with his feeling of complete helplessness in the face of how to sooth his mate, he barely noticed when the bathroom door opened. “All right, Jonathan, lets get this talk out of the way. I need to go back to my own chambers and get ready to help Aria with the two thousand guests who should be arriving at any time.”