Page 104 of The Fate of Black Hearts

He wound his hand in her hair to pull her neck back. His tongue worked its way up her neck.

“Burn me alive. I dare you,” she whispered.

“You don’t get to give the orders here.” He could smell how aroused she was and knew if he barely touched her, she’d come. “Take off your clothes.”

She tugged her shirt over her head and shucked her pants, standing only in a sheer bra and panties.

He flicked open the back closure of her bra, and her breasts spilled out like they were eager for his touch. He flicked them until the nipples were hard. He slid his hands into her panties to find her so wet. She moaned. He lifted her butt on the table beforesliding two fingers into her and felt her clinch around him. The hitch in her breath hinted she was close.

“Do you know how many times in the past few years I thought about this?” he breathed into her ears. She shuddered. With slow, deliberate thrusts of his hand, he brought her to the edge. “Sometimes I’d walk around hard for half the day.”

“Only half?” She kissed the muscles of his neck.

He pushed the panties down her leg to get better access. “When you blew that demon away in the garden the other night, I was so turned on I almost came right there.”

“But you didn’t.”

“When I got home that night, I came so hard,” he rasped out. “Put your legs on my shoulders.” He kissed up her leg and swiped his tongue across her.

She bucked against him when he devoured her. He gripped her thighs to keep her from getting away from him. With a cry, her orgasm hit hard, tightening her around his still invading fingers.

“Stop teasing me, Dom.”

He shucked off his pants and entered her in one stroke.

“Holy mother.” Need laced her cry. She rocked backward to allow him in deeper. Impossibly deep.

“So damn good.” He’d never get over how perfect she was around him. Like she was molded just for him. He set a frenetic pace until he felt the release climbing up his spine. He leaned in and bit her shoulder hard, claiming her as his mate in the way of her people.

Her scream rent the air. She clawed at him as she squeezed him tight. With a strangled cry, he came. Inthat moment he opened his eyes to see light, brilliant and blinding.

She laughed. “It’ll heal both of us.”

One deep breath revealed all his chest pain was gone. No longer did he have to struggle for each breath. “Magic. Wow.”

“Says the mage who knows everything.”

“I’m still learning.”

“Stay with me, Dom. I might live if both of us can stay together.”

“I promise then, to stay with you.”

“We do this together from now on.”

“Together. We can’t undo the past. Can’t undo the mistakes. We can only do what’s ahead. For me, that’s you.”

Epilogue

“How doyou come to be here?” With the grace of a suspicious jaguar, Dojin rose from the stone precipice where he’d been meditating. His loose red linen shirt and pants were a carryover from his traditional Korean origins.

A blast of bitter cold wind knocked Dom away from the rock ledge. The threatening downward plummet off the mountainside was so far down that the clouds obscured it. Snow-covered mountains peeked through the haze of gray clouds far off on the horizon.

Dom met Dojin’s direct stare. “What do you remember of your training before you were assigned to be my prison guard?”

“You always did skip pleasantries. I deserve aso-glad-you’re-not-deadfrom you. You haven’t answered any of my calls. The Conclave demands you appear. I’ve been worried you were mortally injured.”

“I don’t answer to their demands anymore.”