Where The Ice Gives Way (Charlotte and Blake) novel Chapter 217

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Chapter 217-Claim Our Mate

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Emily’s “Yes” settles over me like a benediction. I’m braced over her on the bed one hand planted beside her hip, breathing had a 1 search her face

flicker of doubt. There’s none. None that I can find. Only heat, trust, and that quiet certainty that undoes every last scrap of sey restraint.

I kiss her again, deeper, possessively, letting her feel exactly how much I want this. How much I’ve needed this. She pulls me down by the front of my

until my weight presses her into the mattress. The feel of her beneath rug, soft and strong and here, shorts out every other thought in my head: Tele

forward, rumbling approval, but I keep him leashed for now. I want her to lead us into this

My hands slide under her shirt, palms skimming warm skin as I peel the fabric away. I break the kiss only long enough to tog it over her head and tos aside. The sight of her like this, with flushed, kiss-swollen lips, eyes dark with want, makes my chest tight. I kiss down her neck, litaring at the spot

my mark will soon sit, tasting her pulse beneath my tongue.

“Theo…” She arches into me, confident hands pushing at my shirt. I sit back just enough to rip it off, then come right back to her skin to skin. The on

like this, almost bare, pulls a low groan from both of us.

I take my time exploring her, my mouth and hands mapping every curve, every sensitive place that makes her breath hitch or her fingers tighten

When I reach the waistband of her pants, I pause, thumbs brushing her hips. “Still with me, Petal?”

“Yes,” she breathes, lifting her hips to help me. “Don’t stop.”

I don’t. I won’t. I can’t. I strip the rest of her clothes away slowly, reverently, kissing every new inch I uncover. I run my tongue and my teeth and my

over her collarbone, ribs, the soft skin of her stomach, the inside of one thigh. She shivers and reaches for me, so bloody confident and wanting her pres

lighting fires across my skin. I stand for only a moment to shove my own jeans and boxers down, kicking them aside before I’m back on the bed with he

covering her body with mine again. Skin to skin at last, nothing between us.

When I settle between her legs and taste her, her moan is the sweetest sound/I’ve ever heard. Her fingers twist in my hair, guiding na exdets where she needs, and I give her everything, I lap, suck, swirl, and hum against her until her thighs tremble around my shoulders.

She comes apart with my name on her lips, and the sound of it will make me die a happy man one day. Not today, though. Today, tonight fu

my life, I want to spend it all hearing the pretty little sounds she makes when she breaks for me.

I kiss my way back up her body, savouring the way she pulls me close, legs wrapping around my waist. Our foreheads press together again. Fa

her, hard and leaking, but I hold still, letting her feel me right there.

“Look at me,” I murmur. Her eyes flutter open, hazy with pleasure. “I need you to know… once I mark you, there’s no nee

feel. I’ll feel everything you feel. No more distance. Just us. Forever. Do you get that? Do you understand, Em?”

back. You’ll feel then

“I want forever with you,” she whispers, rocking her hips against me. The friction pulls a rough sound from my throat,

I reach between us, lining myself up, and push in slowly, inch by careful inch, watching her face the whole time. The tight heat of her word

100 much. We both groan when I bottoms, out, fully seated, joined as closely as two people can be. For a long moment,

breathing the same air, letting the bond between as pulse and brighten

Then I start to move with deep, rolling thausts that drag pleasure from both of us. She meets every stroke, begunto, and her his ir len

back. The room. Bills with the sounds of us: soft gasps, skin meeting skin, whispered ass and proces

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Chapter 217 Claim Our Mate

“Lam yours,” she answers, voice breaking beautifully. “Mark me, Then Make it real-

The words snap the last of my control. I thrust harder, angling to hit that spot inside her that makes her cry est. The bond Bares brighter, demand complete it, and then Yelen presser dose.

Now. She’s ready. Claim our mate.

I lick over the spot on her shoulder, then bite down as my pleasure crests. She shatters around me with a sharp cry, the mark taking hold in a cuch of and light. The bond snaps fully into place, flooding me with her-every emotion, every spark of pleasure, the depth of her love and trust. It’s overwhe It’s perfect. It’s everything I never truly knew I needed to feel whole. I follow her over the edge with a rough groan, burying myself deep as waves of pleasure crash through us both.

1 release the bite and lick the fresh mark tenderly, soothing it while we ride out the aftershocks. Then I roft as so she’s draped over my chest, my a wrapped tight around her. The mark on her shoulder is already settling, beautiful and permanent-my mark on tey mate.

“You’re mine,” I whisper into her hair, voice hoarse. “And I’m yours. Forever, Petal.”

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