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Keeping his mouth fused to hers, he picked her up and sat
her on the top of a small shelving unit against the wall. He pushed her knees
apart and slid his hands under her skirt. Amy gasped as he pushed his fingers
beneath her panties and found her hot and wet. A shiver coursed through her and
she gripped his shirt at his shoulders, fisting the material in her hand. For a
moment, her eyes went blank with pleasure and then she was frantically
unfastening his pants.

His eyes nearly rolled back in his head when her hands went
around his cock. He stepped forward as she guided him to her entrance. Placing
his hands over hers, he said, “Slow down, honey.”

“No,” she whispered. She looked up at him with a wide-open
hunger. A hunger that was as sweet to him as it was fierce. “Now.”

He moved her hands out of the way, pulled aside her panties
and pushed fully into her. Her heat welcomed him, fit around him as if she were
made just for him. Immediately she wound her legs around his thighs, her arms
around his neck and buried her face against his chest.

A sudden rush of a complete and perfect feeling of
this
is home, this is right
swept through him. He felt whole and complete,
knowing without a doubt he was truly holding his mate.

The physical rush of need fused to his love for this woman
as he felt himself sink even deeper into her, body, heart and soul. Her breath
was warm against his chest, her heart beating against his. He could still smell
the sun in her hair and could feel her love roll through him wave after wave.

Amy’s moan was more breath than sound as her cunt contracted
insistently around his cock. Thoughts, emotions, everything within him twisted
together to form a single, demanding need. Gripping her hips to keep her from
slamming against the wall from the force of his thrusts, he felt the tension
rocket through her. He shifted his hips and drove into her again and again as
her body tightened around him, hotter and wetter with each thrust. The muscles
in her ass stiffened in his hands as she gasped and dug her fingernails into
his shirt.

He could feel her climax whip through her emotions and the
joy of her soul reaching for him. The open and honest love of this woman
stunned him, amazing him at the intensity of it. He’d prepared himself for
rejection, not for this. For a split second, he held himself back, overwhelmed
that she’d truly taken him back. Still loved him. He held his mate in his heart
and in his arms.

The very real, very deep understanding of her love blasted
through him and then suddenly he was caught up with her in the explosive fire
of their combined climaxes and there was nothing left to think. The world
turned into a roaring, rushing conflagration of consuming fire and brilliant
color. As he poured himself into her, he released the last remnants of doubt
and fear and let the cleansing tide of her love wash through him in a wave of
beautiful life.

Even as the physical sensations subsided, the emotions
continued to swell. He pulled back enough to tilt Amy’s head up and take her
mouth in a long, deep kiss. Amy melted into him, her body soft and her lips
heaven on his. His hands moved up from her ass to cup her breasts.

A crisp, businesslike knock sounded on Amy’s door. Jordyn ignored
it and feathered his fingers over her nipples as he continued to kiss her. The
second time the knock came, Amy heard it and jerked backed.

Blinking glazed eyes up at him, she said, “Oh my god, I need
to get that.” Immediately, she started tugging up a shoulder strap.

Jordyn hooked a hand around her neck and pulled her forward
for a quick, hard kiss. “Honey, you are in no shape to answer the door.”
Stepping back, he withdrew from her and refastened his pants.

Amy tried to finger comb her hair back up. “Do I look that
bad?”

Jordyn ran his thumb over her kiss-swollen bottom lip. “No.
You look that sexy.” He couldn’t help but kiss her again. “Stay put. I’ll see
what they need.”

It took him just moments to deal with the person at the
door, and when he returned, he found Amy standing beside the table, the top of
her dress pulled back up, still trying to fix her hair. The curls were not
cooperating, and since the ties of her dress were still undone, the loose
material gaped, revealing curves and ivory skin with every move she made.
Jordyn smiled at the rumpled mess of pure beauty who was his mate.

“Who was that?” she asked around a hairpin she’d pulled out
and stuck in her mouth as she retwisted a section of hair more tightly.

“Aurora’s maid, Cait. Aurora sent her to ask if she could
keep Chloe tonight. I told her yes.”

Amy’s face turned red and the curl she was tucking up slid
out of her fingers. “God. Aurora probably thinks we’re having sex.”

“We are having sex.”

“Well, I know, but….”

“But what?” he asked, pulling her into his arms.

“It’s embarrassing to have your sister know when you’re
having sex.”

“That’s something you’re just going to have to get over.”
Amy squealed and hugged his neck when Jordyn scooped her up into his arms. “Or
else you’re going to have to learn to live with embarrassment for the rest of
your life.”

Amy’s laugh was healing to his soul as he headed down the
hall with his mate in his arms.

“Jordyn?” she asked, stopping him before he crossed the
threshold to her bedroom.

“Yes?”

Amy opened her mouth to speak, but she closed it again
without a word.

The sight of tears welling in her eyes panicked him and he
held her tighter. “Amy, what is it?”

“I just….” Her words faltered and she paused to draw in a
shaky breath.

Jordyn felt the foundation of his world start to crumble as
a tear broke free and made its slow course down her cheek. “Honey, why are you
crying? Do you want me to leave? Am I moving too fast?” Just saying the words
felt as if he were scraping his soul right out of his body.

She shook her head and another tear slipped free. Blinking,
she looked up at him with a gaze so profound and open, everything she felt for
him stood starkly revealed in the green depths of her eyes. The blatant honesty
of her emotions nearly laid him out. “I love you,” she whispered.

Three words. Three simple words spoken straight from her
heart was all it took to demolish the final prison bars of his past and remove
the lingering doubts that shackled his soul. The dark, demanding part of his
nature that he’d kept hidden and locked down for so long was once again loosed
from its chains by this one small woman. Only this time, he had no reason to
call it back.

She was his. Completely. As wholly as he was hers, and he
would keep her and protect her his entire life. He would love her beyond his
dying breath.

A fierce, undeniable possessiveness swept over him as he
looked down into her beautiful, expectant face. “You are mine,” he stated with
an absolute finality.

Amy blinked up at him, surprise registering on her face. Worry
gnawed at the edges of his mind when she didn’t say anything, didn’t move after
his declaration. Had he frightened her? Suddenly he realized that she had hoped
he’d say something else. He’d taken the most important moment in his life and
fucked it up.

Then she smiled. A gentle, indulgent smile that, far from
taming the wildness inside of him, claimed it. She stroked his cheek with a
soft tenderness. “Of course I am,” she said. “Just like you and Chloe are mine.
You’re in my heart and I’m never letting you go. Ever.”

He held her for a moment more, searching her face. “No
regrets?”

Lovingly, she traced his bottom lip with her fingertip. “I
don’t believe in regrets, remember?”

He kissed the pad of her finger. “Even the sex?”

Her innocent smile turned suggestive and heat hummed through
his blood. “Especially not the sex.”

“I’m glad I didn’t change your mind.”

“Well, if you’re satisfied, I have one teeny, tiny request.”

“Anything,” he said.

Amy’s grin was all sexy enticement. “Well, I was feeling so
guilty about taking advantage of you at the hotel that I think it would be a
good idea if you evened the score.”

“Evened the score? Amy, I’m not keeping—”

Amy shifted her head to cover his mouth with hers. Her kiss
was wicked temptation wrapped in angelic summons and it drew him toward the
promise of paradise. Jordyn closed his eyes on a groan of desire and tilted his
head to break the kiss, then leaned his forehead to rest on hers. “Woman, you
make it extremely hard to hold a conversation.”

She looked at him from under her lashes with the allure of a
seasoned temptress. “Well then, maybe you should stop talking so much. Anyway,
I think it’s high time you took advantage of
me
.”

That, he decided, was the best idea he’d heard in a long,
long time.

Epilogue

The bright porch light cast the deep shadows back into the
night and Siriyn looked at his beautiful mate framed in the doorway. It was a
cold night, but she was barefoot and wearing a pair of skimpy running shorts
that showed off her shapely legs. Her gray sweatshirt had a faded college logo
across the chest and looked comfortably lived-in. Though oversized, it didn’t
disguise the shape of her full breasts, breasts that were the perfect size to
fit in his hands. Her hair was caught up in a high ponytail and her face
scrubbed free of all makeup.

The shock of her green eyes, wide and staring up at him, hit
him unexpectedly, a hammer blow to the middle of his gut that left him
momentarily mute and frozen. He’d always given the myths around mates a wide
berth, unwilling to place much faith in a system that seemed outdated and
superstitious. Then he’d seen his mate’s face in the fire he’d held in his
hand. At that moment, his world had shifted and the impossible was within his
grasp.

Standing in front of his mate, so close he could reach out
and touch her, shifted his world again. She was real. She was here. She was
his.

But he’d wait to explain that little piece of information
until after he convinced her to put the shotgun down.

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