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The grip he has on my hair loosens as he kneads my nipple between his thumb and index finger. My back is now arching forward, leaning into his touch.

I want more. He chuckles in response. His breath coats my neck as he does so.

"So needy," he taunts me before he removes his hands from my body.

I'm ready to protest against the loss of his touch, but before I can, he grips my shoulders in his warm palms, pushing me back onto the sheets and pillows.

I shudder in delight. Our eyes connect, and I feel the fire in my body ignite from how he looks at me.

His eyes scan my body for a fleeting moment before he grabs the blanket and pulls it up. 

"Spread your legs," he demands. His tone was low and husky.

I comply, and he rewards me with a grin that says everything he doesn't need to say out loud.

"You're perfect," he says in a whisper as he crawls further onto the bed between my legs.

He's hovering over me. One hand cups my face as he leans down, resting his other arm on his elbow next to my face. 

My fingers are tracing the outline of his toned abs. Enjoying the goosebumps rippling across his skin as a result.

I watch as he closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb this feeling before closing the gap between our lips.

His lips are delicious. 

"Mmm," I hummed against his lips. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues collided like a happy accident.

I slide my fingers up his chest and wrap my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. He groans in response, vibrating against my lips.

His dick is hard and pressed against my core, making it throb with need. 
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Phoenix was adopted by humans as a baby. She grew up in a small rural territory knowing nothing of her species or what the future held for her. She soon meets her 'mate' and discovers the secrets her human parents had kept from her all these years.

In a fit, she runs away to discover that more than one man held the mate bond with her. Her first mate spent years trying to hunt her down just to find her with another fated mate. Devastated and broken he decides that he will reject her, but she becomes a target of evil no one understands. 

Both of her mates reluctantly stick together to keep her safe and now they are all stuck under one roof, can they figure out their differences? Will she choose her first or second mate? Or is there a third mate that is her true destiny?

Descendent of the Moon

She sat right under the biggest Chilila tree I had ever seen.

Her blood-red hair blew wildly through the breeze. She had never looked this free when I had seen her before she left. And at the same time, she looked sad; she felt sad.

I hated that I could feel her hurt being so close to her now. She hadn't accepted our bond, so I couldn't thoroughly understand her thoughts or feelings, but I could still feel the surface-level stuff.

I watched as she swirled rings of fire in her hand, forcing them in front of her and turning them into nothing more than steam.

Wow, she had learned more about her gift, I thought to myself.

I watched her through the binoculars for hours. I watched her giggle at her own mistakes, the way she simultaneously pressed her brows together when she was frustrated, the way her presence exhumed and demanded an audience with every small display of magic.

Seeing Her Again