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“Have you been taken here?” he asked, thrusting and
scissoring inside her.

“Yes, but not by anything as big as you.”

“Are you scared?”

“No. Make it burn, Lucian.”

Her words snapped the last of his control. Any intention of
taking her easy was incinerated as she begged him to fuck her. Tucking the
crown of his cock against the hole, he fed it inside her with short jabs of his
hips.

Sweat poured down his face and his jaw ached from clenching
his teeth together in concentration. The grip was so intense, his eyes crossed
from the pleasure. Against the underside of his cock, the vibrator buzzed,
sending flames up his spine. He was not going to last long. Already his cock
twitched, ready to spill. With so little time left, he had to make this count.

Amaryllis writhed in his arms, going up on tiptoe with each
slam of his hips. She gave as good as she got, pushing back and squeezing his
cock with her muscles. His hands slipped over her skin, slick with
perspiration. Cupping her breasts, he pinched the nipples and commanded,
“Amaryllis. Look at us. Look at me.”

When her gaze met his in the mirror, he curled around her
back and buried himself to the base. He pulled back and drove deep and spoke
the words that would complete the bond, if she accepted.

By the Gods, she was going to accept him.

So this was what it was like to make love, Amaryllis mused,
riding high on a cloud of sex and adrenaline.

The picture in the mirror was a vulgar comparison to such a
romantic notion. Her hands were bound high over her head and her legs were
spread where she stood on two blocks, making her tall enough for her lover to
thrust inside her with ease. Her breasts bounced and tummy jiggled while Lucian
stuffed her ass with his thick cock. The burn in her channel, combined with the
incessant vibration in her cunt, sent orgasmic waves rippling through her, each
one hinting at something larger with the next pass.

Behind her Lucian was all hard planes and steely
concentration. Sweat highlighted all of the muscles of his body. His hips
ground the vibrator onto her throbbing clit. The act was so beastly, so carnal,
yet she’d never felt so loved in her life.

Tears streamed down her face as she let go and gave her
pleasure to Lucian. She sagged against him, flowing with his movements,
allowing him to drag her from one sensation to the next.

Lucian had been right, he did know what she needed. He knew
just how to touch her, how hard and how fast. Every time she moaned or cried
out, his satisfaction wrapped around her, driving her to another orgasm, which
fed back to him in a never-ending cycle of give and take.

From half-slitted eyes she admired the flex of his body and
the strength of his hands as he cupped and kneaded her breasts with his long
fingers.

“Amaryllis. Look at us. Look at me,” he rumbled in her ear.

Her gaze found his in the mirror. As bright as lightning,
the white of his irises flashed with intent. “In the name of the Gods, I claim
you as my bonded mate.”

The Sacred Vow.

Disbelief froze her in place. Was this really happening? The
night before was a blur of pleasure, now there was no mistake. Lucian was
staking his claim. No more hiding, no more games. Once the bond solidified,
there was no going back.

Did she have the courage to accept?

“In my hands I hold your life and your love. Two precious
gifts I ask you to entrust in my care.” His voice roughened as his thrusts lost
their smooth rhythm and became more frantic. “In return I promise to be all
things you need.”

His fingers dug into her breasts until it felt as if he
actually held her hearts in his hands.

“Say you accept me. Say you accept my gift and bond as one
for eternity.”

The pressure of his body on her, in her, eased as they fused
into one entity. They breathed as one, thought as one. When her muscles clamped
down on the two phalluses, she was in his mind, experiencing the delicious
squeeze in his loins. The fire gathering in his balls boiled in her belly and
their lungs burned with each strangled breath. An electric charge shot down her
spine at the same time Lucian released his cum into the tight clench of her
ass.

“Amaryllis,” he gritted out. “Do you accept me?”

“Lucian,” she cried. “Lucian. Yes.”

Fireworks exploded into a thousand sparks, buckling her
knees and enveloping her body in a white-hot mass that consumed her whole. The
roots of her hair turned a raven black that poured down to the tips. Flames
tore through her, turned her inside out and remade her into someone new.

On the edge of her consciousness was Lucian. He cradled her
in his strong arms as well as his mind. Euphoria edged his concern as he gently
released her from the cuffs. And the love, there was so much she was drowning
in it. His love was like floating on a velvet cloud, new and sensuous. The
power of his devotion rocked her to the marrow of her bones, leaving her unable
to do nothing more than cling helplessly at his mile-wide shoulders and sob
uncontrollably against his chest.

He set her in the center of the bed then moved to step away.
She clutched at his arm. “Don’t leave me.”

“Never.” He kissed her palm. “But I need to care for you.”

Thank the Gods for his super speed. He was back within
seconds with a wet washcloth and a towel. His touch was reverent as he bathed
the sweat, lubricant and cum from her body. A sharp contrast to the way he
manhandled her just a few scant moments before, but not any less passionate.
Once she was clean, he crawled across the mattress, pulling the covers to her
chin and taking her in his arms.

“It’s a good thing I can sense your joy,” Lucian said with a
touch of laughter in his voice. “Otherwise all of these tears would have me
worried.”

Her chuckle came out in a wet snort. “I apologize. I just
never imagined I could feel this way.”

“It is quite amazing.” He brushed his knuckles down her cheek,
following the curve of her jaw and the column of her throat. A lock of blonde
hair tangled around his fingers. He rubbed the dry stands against his thumb.
“Why is this hair different than the rest?”

Heat blazed across her cheeks and she cleared her throat.
“Part of my hair turned black and I bleached it white.”

The lines around his mouth deepened. “Ah, Amaryllis. I’m
sorry I ever gave you cause to regret our mating. I hope in time you can trust
how truly grateful I am to have you in my life.”

She reached up and rubbed her fingertip over the frown line
between his eyes. “I think I understand you better now,
elskan
. You
carry so much burden on your shoulders. I swear I can feel the weight of it
myself. Please allow me to ease some of that stress. I want to be your partner,
not another obligation.”

“You were never an obligation. However, I do sense that it
is in your nature to test me.” He plumped her breast in his hand, thumbing the
nipple to a hard peak. “I guess I’ll have to keep you so sated you won’t have
the energy to cause mischief.”

He took the pink tip into his mouth as she heard the front
door open and close with a bang.

“Hello,” Dhavin called out. “Since I no longer had the urge
to fuck everything standing, I figured it was safe to return. I have news to
discuss before you two start up again.”

Amaryllis shared a smile with her mate before dashing out of
the bed and retrieving his shirt from the floor to cover her nakedness. She
turned to find him reclining against the pillows with his hands behind his
head. The sheet draped low across his hips did nothing to conceal the erection
growing beneath the cotton.

She hated to see all that magnificent bronze skin covered
up, but Dhavin’s footsteps coming up the stairs compelled her to ask. “Will you
not dress?”

He shrugged and gave her a grin full of promise and sex.
“What’s the point? As soon as we’re alone I’m going to bury my cock inside you.
It will take too long to undress.”

With a wicked laugh of her own, she practically floated back
to the bed where she bounced onto the mattress and pressed a smacking kiss to
his lips.

“Enough of that,” Dhavin interrupted. “Thanks to you two,
every couple in a half-mile radius is engaging in intercourse right now. I beg
you, please tone it down in the future.”

“We need to find you a girl, Dhavin,” Amaryllis said as she
snuggled against Lucian’s side.

“Lucian will share. Won’t you, Lucy?”

She placed a restraining hand on her husband’s chest as he
lunged forward with a growl. Dhavin should thank his lucky stars she had the
strength to hold her husband back. “He’s teasing. Besides, he never made me
scream.”

Dhavin gave a theatrical gasp. “That’s hurtful. But in all
seriousness, congratulations on your bonding. I know that in each other you
have found the happiness you both deserve.”

“Thank you, cousin.”

“As much as I’d love to allow you more time to bask in your
bonding, I have news on Bale.”

The grim tone in his voice raised the hair on her arms.
“What happened?”

“Bale was spotted at your club asking questions. Kristos found
him as he was leaving and followed. They came upon some sort of skirmish
amongst a felonious tribe. Bale unleashed hell, slaughtering all but two, and
engaged Kristos in battle in the process.

“How is Kristos?”

“He’s fine. Confirmed that Bale is a tough target to beat,
but also discovered that Bale is having difficulty siphoning through the
glutton of emotions on this planet. We can use that to our advantage.”

“Yes,” Amaryllis murmured. The apprehension twisting her
stomach tightened. “What else? I sense more.”

“You friend, Jorges, was injured.”

“What did Bale do to Jorges?”

“Nothing that a couple of stitches couldn’t fix.”

Bile rose in her throat. “Heaven’s light.”

“He’s all right. The wounds were meant to warn, not kill.”

As if that made her friend becoming a target any better.
“That’s it. We end this now.”

She jumped out of bed and retrieved her jeans from the
floor, tugging them on in jerky movements.

Lucian stopped her hand when she reached for the buttons on
the shirt. “
Akita
, I don’t like how you just shut me out. What are you
thinking?”

“I’m done hiding. He was trained by you, Lucian. He will be
patient and methodical while waiting us out. Meanwhile my friends will be
terrorized or killed while we sit on our asses. Not acceptable. If Bale wants
me, he’ll have me.”

Lucian made a sound that was half laughter, half strangled
gurgling. “Let’s not be stupid. That’s not what I mean,” he hastened to add
when she arched her brow. “I understand your frustration and I know you hurt
for your friend, but you cannot walk up to the man and believe you can have a
reasonable conversation. He wants us dead. I will not give him the opportunity
to succeed.”

“And I cannot stand by and do nothing,” she shouted, angry
more about the situation than at Lucian. “There are four of us and one of him.
We’ve lived here longer. We know the environment better and are more aware of
our abilities. We use them and end this threat. Now. Call Kristos and bring him
in.” She picked up Lucian’s pants and threw them at him. “And put some clothes
on. I cannot concentrate when your cock is pointing at me.”

“Your Highness,” Dhavin interceded and shook his head at the
fuming giant behind her. “With all due respect, I ask you to take but a moment
to let us think of a plan that does not put any of us in danger, especially a
newly mated wife and her husband who looks as if he’s two seconds from
strapping you to that table and leaving you there forever.”

Lucian wouldn’t. A glance at him over her shoulder confirmed
he’d do just that. “General Lucianllanos. What say you? I will listen to any
suggestion you have, however, if I am not satisfied, I will handle this myself.
And you better have something stronger than a pair of handcuffs to tie me
down.”

His eyelashes fluttered and his nostrils flared, yet he
restrained the eye roll she knew he was dying to let loose. His chest rose with
a deep breath. “Gods grant me the strength for you are glorious when you are
riled. Come to me. I need you in my arms for just a moment to remind me what
we’re fighting for.”

And like that, her anger deflated. When he held open his
arms, she flew across the room and threw herself against his chest. Yes,
ultimately it did not matter how Bale was defeated as long as he was put down
quickly. Lucian didn’t want her near danger. Understood. She wanted him nowhere
near the action as well, but this endless waiting for the other stiletto to
drop was driving her insane. No one could live their life on hold forever.

Lucian ran his hand down her hair. “Believe me,
akita
,
I share your frustration. There is nothing I want more than to stay here and
make love to you and not worry about our safety. I will end this threat against
us, and it will happen tonight. I created this Bale. I will end him.”

“Not alone.” She squeezed him tight. “Bale is looking for
the three of us. He won’t make a move unless he knows exactly where we all are,
otherwise he’ll think it’s a trap.”

“She has a point.”

Lucian shot a scowl at his cousin. “Nonetheless, we will
proceed with caution. Actually, Amaryllis, your comment about cuffing you gave
me an idea.”

“Excuse me—”

He placed a finger over her lips. “Not for you.”

However the heat in his eyes suggested it was only a matter
of time before she found herself bound and in his control. The lascivious
possibilities reawakened her wanton appetite, liquefying her center and raising
her body heat twenty degrees.

Dhavin cleared his throat. “Your idea, cousin?”

“Right.” He blinked rapidly and took a step back but kept
his arm around her shoulders. “There is a mineral in the Earth’s soil that has
the ability to drain our powers.”