Let Them Kneel (kaelani and Julian) novel Chapter 217

Chapter 216

His forearms caged her in, holding her tight to his chest close enough that she could feel the violence of his heartbeat, close enough that the bond between them felt like a live wire.

Kaelani’s hands clutched his shoulders, nails biting lightly as she wrapped her legs around lite breath stuttering,

Julian steadied her firm and unshakable then slid back inside her, deep. His hips started to move, a war drum rhythm pounding through the room-ruthless, certain.

Kaelani cried out, back arching as the new angle hit her-stronger, more consuming her body trembling in his hold. Julian’s mouth found her throat, kissing her there like he couldn’t stop himself, like he needed to taste her while he took her. His breath was hot against her skin, rough and unrestrained.

Kaelani clung to him, legs tightening, body shaking as the pleasure built too fast

“Mark me,” she whispered. 1

Julian’s breath punched out, like the words hit him in the chest.

His gaze snapped to hers-wolf and man colliding behind his eyes. Want, fear, reverence-all of it tightening his expression at

oncé.

“Kaelani…” His voice came out rough, almost broken. “Are you sure?”

Kaelani’s eyes glistened, but her voice didn’t shake.

“Yes,” she breathed. “I need to feel you- Her breath caught. “In my soul.”

He pressed his forehead to hers, breathing her in like prayer,

like pain.

“I need to feel you too,” he whispered-surrender and a wish all at once.

“Tell me again,” he breathed. “Tell me what you want.”

Kaelani’s eyes locked on his.

“Mark me,” she said-clear, certain, breathless. “Make me yours.”

Something in Julian shifted-devotion tightening into something more possessive.

“Okay,” he said without further argument.

He kept his rhythm, the one that had her right on the edge. Kaelani shuddered in his arms, her wolf rising with a low, higry insistence as pleasure tightened fast and her breath turned ragged.

He dipped his mouth toward her throat, hovering where her pulse hammered his breath hot, his wolf rising like a tide with a single, ruthless need to make this final.

He opened his eyes again, and his gaze had turned feral-awe honed into instinct.

Then he bit down.

A deliberate, claiming mark-firm enough to sting, deep enough to mean something, controlled enough to make it sacred.

Kaelani gasped, a sharp sound breaking from her throat-then she shattered with it, climax hitting hard and bright as the bite sealed into her skin and the bond surged like a living thing waking up.

Julian groaned, his whole body seizing with the pull of it-the bond snapping into place like a lock turning, like fate finally closing its fist around them.

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He drove forward once more, a broken sound tearing out of him as fire sealing hit him from the inside out-

Heat. Relief. Certainty.

Mine. Hers.

His knot hit at the same time, sharp and inevitable-his body tightening, holding, sealing as instinct demanded the claim be complete.

Julian froze with a rough, torn breath-not in regret-

in stunned, feral rightness.

He buried his face in her neck, trembling, breathing her in like he couldn’t survive without the proof of her scent.

Kaelani’s hands clutched him close, still shaking, riding the last waves.

His eyes were glassy. Awestruck. Almost stunned.

Like he couldn’t believe he was finally allowed to have her.

Kaelani looked at him, hazy with pleasure and glowing in that quiet way that wasn’t magic-

It was belonging.

Julian’s expression broke into something raw and worshipful.

“Hi,” he breathed, like he was meeting her for the first time.

Kaelani let out a shaky laugh that almost turned into a sob. “Hi.”

He shifted them carefully, lowering them back onto the bed without jarring her-moving as gently as the knot allowed, keeping her close and supported as he eased her into the pillows.

His mouth found hers-soft, lingering. No urgency. Just care.

Another kiss to her cheek. Then her forehead.

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