Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
She looked up at him, her face flushed, her lips parted. Her voice was a breathless, authoritative command that went straight to his soul.
“Come inside me now. Fill me while you knot me. Flood my womb with your cum—I need you to.”
It was the order Braze had been waiting for—the permission that broke the last dam.
With a growl that was pure surrender, he let go. His hips jerked once, twice—a shallow, grinding motion dictated by the knot locking them together. Then his pleasure peaked—or rather, detonated. It wasn’t a release—it was a fucking eruption.
Thick, hot ropes of seed shot from him in pulsing waves, flooding her depths, claiming her in the most primitive way possible.
This seemed to make Kaitlyn come again because he could feel her inner walls milking him. He came and came—each spurt wrenched from him by the spasming of her pussy around his embedded length. She was drawing every last drop from his cock, as if her body was determined to have all of him.
“Fill me,” she begged, wrapping her legs around him and squeezing tight. “Don’t stop—God, I can feel you coming inside me!”
“Love to fill you, my Mistress… my Kaitlyn…” he groaned, his forehead dropping to hers. “My wife…my mate.”
In the hazy, golden aftermath, as their breathing slowly synced and the tremors of pleasure subsided, a truth settled in his heart, clear and undeniable.
I love her, he thought. Goddess, help me, I’d die for her. I’d kill for her. I never want to lose her. Never.
And then, soft as a whisper, yet clear as a bell in the silent space of his own head, he heard her. Not with his ears, but as though she was speaking right inside his head.
“I never want to lose you either, husband.”
Braze’s eyes snapped open. He looked down at her, seeing not just the beautiful, sated woman beneath him, but the other half of his soul.
The Bond that had grown between them, wasn’t just physical—it was deeper than that. It would never fade, never die—he would spend the rest of his life pleasing and serving his beautiful Mistress and he couldn’t be happier about it.
He lowered his head and kissed her, deeply, tenderly, as their bodies remained locked together, sealed by pleasure, by seed, and by a promise that was forever.
He was never going to let her go.
EPILOGUE
KAITLYN
“So, let me understand this…instead of breaking your partnership, you now want time off to go on a honeymoon?”
Commander Sylvan raised his eyebrows, a confused frown on his face.
“That’s right.” Kaitlyn beamed at her boss. Ever since she and Braze had gotten Bonded, she just couldn’t stop smiling. Everything just felt so right—so safe and happy and perfect that she couldn’t even imagine ever being unhappy again.
“But…you were determined to part just yesterday,” Commander Sylvan pointed out. He looked at Braze. “And now you’re Bonded?”
“Happily fucking Bonded,” Braze rumbled, grinning. He was also high on their new life together—a fact that made Kaitlyn want to giggle. She’d never seen her huge Protector crack a smile before—now neither of them could stop.
“Well…that’s very good, if somewhat surprising news,” Sylvan nodded and gave them an answering smile. “Kaitlyn, you’re one of our best Ambassadors and Braze is one of our best Protectors. I’m glad to be keeping the two of you together.”
“Always together.” Braze put a possessive arm around her waist and Kaitlyn leaned towards him. Even sitting in a chair beside him felt too far away.
“Feels too far for me too, Mistress,” he sent. His mental voice was as deep and growly as his physical one. “What do you say we cut this meeting short and go back to our suite so I can Bond you to me all over again?”
“Mmm, I’d like that,” Kaitlyn sent back. “Do you want to be in charge this time…or should I?
“You know I fucking love it when you top me,” was the instant reply.
“Hmm…then you won’t mind if I tie your hands to the headboard and ride you?”
“Fuck, no! Gods, let’s get out of here!” he sent back and Kaitlyn could feel the lust in his tone—it made her so hot she had to squeeze her thighs together.
“We can’t go until Commander Sylvan dismisses us!” she pointed out.
“…take as much time as you like,” a voice said, cutting into their mental conversation.
“Hmm?” Kaitlyn looked up and was embarrassed to realize that Commander Sylvan had been talking to them and she hadn’t heard a word he’d said.
Sylvan cleared his throat.
“I said, the two of you can take as much time as you want for your honeymoon,” he said, clearly repeating himself. He gave a rueful laugh. “I’ve been doing this long enough to know there’s no point in sending a newly Bonded couple on a mission—they can’t keep their hands off each other long enough to fulfill their duties.”