Fates Entwined

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I lunged to close the distance between us and threw my arms around his neck. Jordan hardly got a chance to let out a startled noise before I sealed our lips together, standing on my toes to reach him. He kissed me back and let his hands slide around my waist, while I melted against him. He was strong and he was safe.

He was mine. I broke away from our kiss and stared into his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere."

His hands tightened on my naked skin. "Good."

The next words were so big and heavy that they clung to my tongue, but I finally got them out.

"I love you too...and I want you as my mate."

The second I said them, something jolted between us, knocking the breath out of me. Jordan's eyes widened and I felt his surprise and excitement, but most of all, his love.

The mate bond.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Jordan let out a delighted laugh, and I felt his awe and amazement before he swept me up in his arms. "The mate bond," he said between quick kisses to my lips. "I didn't know if it would come back."

"Me neither." To my relief, it was not only back, but even stronger than before. A connection formed between us that was so deep and powerful it sent shivers down my spine, and every nerve in my body tingled with the intensity of it.

Desire flared between us both as the kissing grew more intense and the mate bond demanded to be sealed. Jordan broke apart and I nearly howled in disappointment, until he opened one of the backpacks and pulled out a blanket, then set it down on the ground for us. An instant later, he swept me off my feet and into his arms. I shrieked and grabbed his neck as he carried me bridal style toward the blanket. He laid me out under the stars, which twinkled their approval above us, and then lowered himself over me. All that hard naked skin, and that body that concealed the big heart inside my mate. I wanted it. No, I needed it.

I was done denying myself, and done pretending like I didn’t want this. I’d held off because I wasn’t sure if I was ready, but I'd never been more sure of anything in this moment.

I was ready to truly be Jordan's mate.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a deeper kiss, while his c**k nudged between my legs. Jordan let out a low growl as I opened for him, positioning him so the head of his c**k could rub against my p***y and my c**t. He slid back and forth, sending flickers of heat through me.

"I don't think I can go slow," he said, nuzzling my neck. "I've wanted this for too long."

"We have time for slow later. I'm not going anywhere." I nipped at his ear. "Claim me hard and fast."

"f**k," he growled, and thrust inside me.

I moaned as Jordan filled me completely, stretching me open with pleasure that almost bordered on pain. When he started moving, it somehow got even better. He drove into me, hard and fast, the way I'd asked. The sound of our flesh slapping together filled the air and I gripped his shoulders, trying to anchor myself. It felt like every inch of my body was on fire, and each of his thrusts fanned the flames higher.

“So good,” I managed to get out, between his fervent thrusts. I couldn't believe how perfect we fit together. How right this felt. I never wanted it to end.

“We’re just getting started,” Jordan said with a grin. “I’m going to make you forget your own name.”

"So cocky." I thrust my hips up at him. "Prove it then."

He grabbed one of my legs and hooked it over his arm, opening me wider. His c**k drove even deeper, and a hoarse cry ripped from my throat. My entire body shook, and my toes curled into the cool dirt. Jordan reached down, his hand sliding between us, and started rubbing circles around my c**t. My hips bucked up against him, and I couldn't keep quiet anymore.

"Jordan," I cried out, clawing at his shoulders.

"That's it." He grunted as he bottomed out inside me. "Let the whole damn world know who your mate is."

Jordan set a quick, ruthless pace that had me on the verge of an o****m almost instantly. His fingers kept moving on my c**t, and his c**k stroked me just right inside. He'd spent the last few days learning what I liked, and he knew exactly how to get me to come—multiple times.

I screamed his name as the pleasure built up inside me, and then I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down toward me just as it exploded. If Jordan wanted everyone to know he was my mate, then I would make sure no one would miss it.

With a growl, I sunk my fangs into the soft spot between his neck and shoulder, marking him as mine just as the o****m swept through me. He let out a hoarse groan as he thrust harder, and the taste of his blood and sweat in my mouth only made my pleasure grow. I wrapped my legs around him, nails digging into his back, as the o****m went on for what felt like forever.

When some sense had returned to me, I licked the spot on his neck where I'd bitten him. "Now everyone will know you're mine."

"Fierce," Jordan said, touching his neck with a dark smile. "I like it. But now it's my turn."

He pulled out of me, and with rough hands he turned me over onto my hands and knees. With no warning he wrapped one hand around my neck, while the other gripped my hips, and then his c**k slammed into me from behind, pleasure exploding through me. It was too much and not enough. I was still sensitive from the last o****m, and his rough handling had me teetering on the edge already.