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“I
should feed you,” Gage spoke in a huskier voice than she’d heard before. He was
looking in the direction of the kitchen and obviously wondering what they had
to make for breakfast.

“Yes.
You should.” Amelia agreed, though she might have a different idea for their
meal than he did.

Gage
grinned at her tone. “Breakfast first.” He tugged on her arm and walked out of
the room and into the kitchen prep area.

“I’m
not sure I can wait. I’m feeling faint,” Amelia teased.

“Faint,
huh? Let’s have you sit down then,” Gage spoke even as he reached his arms around
and swung her onto the counter. She squealed and grabbed his waist with her
legs to hold him to her. Amelia needed this more than food.

“I
like you here,” Gage agreed, “It’s the perfect height for…” His lips pressed gently
to hers. “
eating
.” Amelia held onto his dark head of
hair as he made paths along her chest and arms, down her belly and legs. Soft,
wet, teasing kisses dropped to make her want more. Gage was deliberately
tormenting her, she was sure of it.

Amelia
glowed in the realization that she wasn’t growing angry at this playfulness.
Instead, she was laughing. Her anger had subsided. Dare she hope it was
forever? Shaking away the sullen thought, she locked her legs around Gage to
hold him close, not wanting to let him go. “I want you.”

Gage
looked at her, eyes locking on eyes, and delivered a face-splitting grin. “Yes,
ti
desidero
.
I
want you too.”

Amelia
began working the buttons on her nightshirt when
suddenly,
she sat naked on the countertop. She laughed, quirking her eyebrow at Gage who
just shrugged. “I couldn’t wait.” He’d used his powers to strip her and damn
her but she thought it was sexy.

His
eyes surveyed her before he dipped his head to resume his teasing kisses. He
found the mark of the
Magdalena Circle,
the
sign that marked her as one of their members. Clearly knowing its sensitivity,
he suckled the spot, pulled the warm skin into his mouth, and licked it with
his tongue. Goddess, she couldn’t sit still. She reached out her hands to
stroke his skin—each place she could find it—and wondered why he wasn’t naked
yet.

Gage
kneeled, placing his head between her legs, and gently stroked her inner
thighs. Lightly, he skimmed her core and ran his fingers through her bare
folds. “I adore that you wax this. It’s so open to me.” His breath against her
warm flesh sent tremors racing through her body. Knowing he was pleased by her
made her feel happiness. Happiness, not anger, felt good.

“Does
it feel good when I do this?” Gage separated her folds and blew lightly against
the newly exposed flesh, her most private of places.

“Yes.”
Amelia groaned at the sensation of his breath. He did it again and she
shuddered.

“And
this?
Does this feel good too?” Gage ran his tongue along
that same flesh.

Amelia
jumped and lifted her bottom from the countertop.

Gage
snickered. “I’m taking that as a ‘yes’ but try not to move, sweetheart. It’s
very distracting.” Then he ran his tongue back in the other direction.

“Oh
Goddess.
Distracting?” Amelia gripped the
countertop to hold herself steady.

“Yes.
I’m trying to learn you. How can I do that while you’re moving around?” Again,
he drew his tongue along her center. When he looked up at her, she could see
the moisture on his lips and bit her own lips in want.

“Let’s
try this.” Gage nipped softly at her folds. “Did that feel good?”

“You
know it did,” Amelia snapped. “Goddess, I can’t sit still. You’re torturing me.
Come on, Gage, please.”

“Please
what? Am I not making you
feel
good?”

“Yes
but you’re going too
slow
. Stop asking me if I like
it. You know I do. Just do it. Just…” Amelia was beginning to shout and a sharp
sting to her leg made her stop.

She
looked stunned at Gage. “You bit me.”

“It
got you to stop.” He shook his head. “That’s one. Now, we’re doing this at my
pace this morning. Mornings are supposed to be lazy. Morning sex is slow sex.
So, you tell me. Do you want to have sex with me this morning, sweetheart?” His
fingers were running up and down her center as he talked and she was stuck
somewhere between pure fury and desperate desire.

Amelia
threw her head back and pushed against him. “Yes.”

“And
you’ll play nice?”

“Yes.”
Amelia begrudgingly agreed.

“That’s
two.”

“Two
what?”
Amelia asked, confused and certain she would do
better slipping into the bathroom by herself for a few minutes.

“Two
spankings.
You’ll get one every time your anger
rears its ugly head.”

“No,”
Amelia insisted. Gage looked so certain, but she’d never agreed to this. What
the hell was he thinking?

His
fingers pulled away, his hands resting on her thighs. “Should I stop for us to
talk about this?”

“No.”

“Then
we’re good. I’m not going to let you live with the anger anymore so we’re going
to nip.” He paused to nip at her inner thigh. “
it
.” He
nipped further up. “
in
.”
Again.
“
the
.”
Another bite, sharper this
time.
“
bud
.”

Amelia
heard herself saying “yes” even as she pulled him in with her calves behind his
back.

Gage
didn’t hold back anymore though. He bent his head and lapped at her naked
folds. Swollen with a rush of desire, she was sensitive to his touch. All she
could feel was his touch. All she could smell was his scent. All she could hear
were his thoughts, his thoughts of loving her. He filled all her senses.

She
felt him touch her more firmly, using his fingers and tongue. Finally, he
pressed a finger inside and she nearly growled. Her body bowed off the counter,
but his strong hands kept her in place. Small bursts of colored light released
from her body, especially those places where they touched. It was her magic and
it was amazing. Her body recognized him. It was calling to him, her mate.

Gage
spread her legs wider, squeezed, and rose up between her legs ever so slowly. His
cock was perfectly placed to enter her channel, but he waited and watched her
reaction. Purposefully, Amelia took a few deep breaths and waited. She could do
this. She could be patient, not demanding, and wait him out. Then her reward
came when the head of his shaft pressed inward and Gage leaned down to kiss her
at the same time. Their tongues danced as Amelia tilted her hips and Gage pressed
his shaft fully inside of her.

Amelia
gasped in pleasure and rolled her head before she kissed him again with more
fervor. She needed the deep contact. She needed him inside her everywhere. She
nipped at Gage’s lip until she tasted his blood. Then she lapped at it and
sucked it into her mouth to savor his essence. An escaped moan told her he
wasn’t immune to the feeling of her drawing blood from him.

Then
before she could do any more, Gage put his arms on either side of her and set a
bruising rhythm of thrusts. Their eyes stayed connected as they watched the
emotion swirling inside and around them through her powers. His grunts and her
squeals filled the sex-scented air. Over and over again, he filled her, pushing
her so close, so close. She was so very close and was reaching.

“Oh,
Goddess,” Amelia cried out as a barrage of sensations bombarded her. She shook
and pulsed. He was holding her on the edge of something great and she wanted so
badly for them to go over that cliff together. “Please.”

Gage
continued his unrelenting rhythm. The smacks of sweaty flesh and the throbbing
in her clit were nothing she’d experienced before. This was more than she could
have with a human male. She was destined for this, destined to be with a
Valendite Breed. How could she ever have thought there could be another way for
their species to exist? It was so much more than biology. Amelia fought for breath
as her back arched with each of Gage’s thrusts, meeting him with each motion.

Then
without warning, he pulled her into him, continued his thrusts in shorter
strokes, latched onto her neck and sucked. It was too much. The desperate rush
of need pulsing through his veins was too delicious. He bit down hard, directly
into her life’s vein, and drew out her blood. The groan that escaped his lips
curled her toes. His desire for her matched her own.

When
Gage’s fingers found her nipples and pinched, everything crashed down around
her. The pounding of his cock, the rough pinch of her nipples, and the sucking
on her vein coalesced into a piercing scream that vibrated inside her and
rumbled the room around them. She delighted in the moment when her inner
muscles squeezed him deep inside her and she took him over the edge with her.

* * * *

Breakfast
had to wait until after a long hot shower and a quick stop in bed. They sat in
a large window seat that was part of the breakfast nook.

“You
know, overall, I think we’ve got this Claiming down.” Gage spoke up first after
several minutes of silence while they both ate hungrily.

“You
mean, once we got over you shooting me?”
Amelia quirked her
eyebrow at him.

“You’re
really not going to let that go?” Gage tested her with the question.

“You
have been rather convincing.” Amelia grinned. Ah, so she was remembering the
last few hours too. Gage was glad he wasn’t the only one.

“See,
you weren’t nearly as hard to crack as I thought.”

“Are
you calling me easy?” she sounded affronted and then caught herself, “Maybe
then you can give up this idea of spanking the anger out of me.”

“No
way.
That is way too much fun to resist.” Gage winked.

“Fun?
My ass still hurts from yesterday.”

Gage
laughed, spewing coffee. He liked Amelia. She wasn’t going to be a pushover
though—on the contrary, he suspected spankings would be a regular thing—the
challenge she presented would be worth the life they’d have together.

Once
he stopped laughing and realized she sat stoically waiting for his laughing to
end, he said, “But you’ve been much better, not so angry.”

“True,”
she reluctantly agreed. He’d have to give her credit for honesty even though she
rolled her eyes.

Gage
smiled,
satisfied they seemed to finally agree on
something. He took another sip of his coffee and watched Amelia poke at her
omelet. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, still amazed she belonged to him. Despite
her clothing, he could still see her naked and flushed body moving underneath
him. He was lost in thought when he heard her question.

“Are
you picturing me naked?” she asked.

He
quirked his eyebrow in question as he contemplated.
“What made you ask that?”

“Right
now, with how you were staring at me, it felt different somehow.”

“Hmm.
Different how?”
He was stalling. They both knew it, but
he wasn’t ready to admit to being caught.

“You
answer me first.”

He
considered her, licked his upper lip, and answered, “
yes
.”

“Oh
My Goddess.
Don’t do that. It felt like my clothes
were going to fly off! What if you do that in public without knowing it?”

“Whoa.
Whoa. I won’t. I’ll be careful. I was just relaxed now because we’re at home.”

She
nodded and went back to her breakfast.

“And
that’s three,” he added and then watched her back straighten. Still, she said
nothing.

“Can
I ask a few questions about your Breed abilities? I know my mother always said
it was rude but you’re my mate. I think I have a right to know.”

Gage
shrugged, “Sure. You don’t need to convince me. I’ll tell you anything you ever
want to know. But when we’re done, I have to get back to work for a bit.”

She
nodded, swallowed her bite of toast, and asked her first question. “Well, you’re
aware of all my powers so I want to know yours.”

“You
don’t already know? Did you not observe your father growing up?”

“He
didn’t have need to use most since he’s a scientist. I know senses are
heightened but how exactly? What can you do?”

He
raised his eyebrows at the suggestion and then replied seriously. “Yes. All my
senses—smell, taste, sight, hearing and even intuitive sense—are heightened.
Part of working with TEU is honing those senses so I can use them to protect
others.”

“Can
you really block my mindreading if you want? Layla says sometimes Madden can
close her out…”