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His hands moved up to cup her breasts, massaging them as they swayed back and forth. The electricity of her orgasm moved up and down as his strokes softened, like a current running along a wire. She pushed back from the tree and leaned back against him, her arms raised as he plummeted his mouth onto her neck.

Slide sank some of his teeth into her, and it made Ember cringe with delight. She was in a forest, completely nude, having been f****d by a ridiculously sexy man. He moved his hands up and down her body, then teasing closer to her swollen c**t.

She shook against him and giggled, beginning to whimper as he began moving his fingers in circles near her opening.

“Baby …” she whispered.

Ember began rocking her body back and forth as she climbed the mountain once again, her orgasm rocketing through her as she leaned against her lover. She thought she would fall to her knees as the pleasure weakened her limbs, but he held her up as she swayed against him again, one hand squeezing her sensitive n*****s as her climax settled once more.

“f**k,” she whimpered.

He continued to knead her breasts, but more gently. His fingers remained poised over her c**t. His mouth was worshipping the bare skin of her throat. When she felt herself come back down to earth, she turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

She stared into his eyes, being beyond fulfilled. He ran his hands down to her waist, squeezing it like he was still craving her, then he moved them back up her torso and lowered his head between her breasts. His kisses were wonderfully wet and cool against her hot, sweaty skin.

Ember closed her eyes and pulled him in close. She felt her legs finally give in as she sat cross-legged on the forest floor. They tumbled roughly, laughing together as Slide guided her back against the tree.

“Oh, my god,” she muttered into the air.

A pleasant gust of warm wind passed through her hair that had fallen out of the messy bun. Slide was kneeling before her, his c**k still twitching from post-coital bliss.

“Ready for more, My Queen?” he said with a devilish smirk.

Ember’s entire body was pulsing, feeling like she was living in a dream rather than some erotic nightmare.

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Slide’s entire body buzzed with something he initially did not recognize. As her quivering body fell upon him in the dark of the night, he knew she meant more to him than anything he could have ever dreamed of.

They laughed as they got dressed and returned to the cave. He held Ember’s hand the entire way like they were on a date and were returning to their abode to snuggle. They tiptoed past their sleeping friends and curled up in each other's arms. Ember leaned her cheek against his chest as she fell into a restful slumber.

Slide once again was left alone with this beautiful woman nestled in his arms, breathing slowly to ease the pace. She cast something so serene inside him and summoned it so perfectly that he had flickers of thoughts that considered her to be a witch of some kind.

No, she was a woman. Just a wonderful, human woman, his woman. As he lay there in the darkness, Slide thought about waking her and having a very important discussion with her. As a shifter, it wasn’t his choice whether or not to believe in fated mates. It ran through his very blood, waiting to be attached, eternally, to the one soul that he had been cosmically entangled with.

However, as a human, the woman had much more of a choice. She could accept or reject him merely based upon merits of practicality and attraction. It was somewhat cold, but Slide understood it.

It wasn’t until that moment when the pace of his heart quickened as she shifted her body closer to hug his torso that he knew he was irrevocably in love with her. It wasn’t just the s*x. It was so much more than he could ever put into words.

Eventually, Slide dozed off out of sheer exhaustion. He slept a dreamless sleep until the next morning when Ember’s beautiful face woke him.

He was once again taken by the thought of her waking him on a sunny morning in the bed that they shared as lovers.

Slide looked up at her as she crouched near him, her luscious locks held up again in a messy bun.

He reached out to touch her face, and she kissed his hand lovingly.

“Good morning, you,” she murmured.

“Good morning, gorgeous,” he replied.

Slide watched as her eyes lowered, and she bit into her lip. It was a habit she perhaps wasn’t aware of that she did whenever she felt bashful. He adored it.

Ember stood and cleared her throat, returning to her serious position as a leader.

“I think we should still stay put today,” she said. “Layla is better, but she’s still not entirely up to traveling.”

Slide sat up, stretched his arms up into the air, and let out a ferocious yawn. The people around him marveled at the sound, and some even giggled.

He smiled at Ember, whose hand had gone to her chest.

“That’s fine,” he said. “That’s probably the smarter option.”

Ember raised an eyebrow and placed her hands on her hips. She was stunning in the early morning light, like a goddess standing before her people.

“What?” Slide said with a smirk.

“I was expecting a bit more derision,” she said, a smile worming onto her lips.

Slide stood, then leaned into her ear before passing by.

“Well,” he whispered, “our recreational activities last night may have calmed me a bit.”

Slide watched as goosebumps bloomed on Ember’s skin, moving over her shoulder and up her neck. He was tempted to plant a light kiss on her delicate nape, but there were too many people around. His anticipation for her touch would have to do.