A haze surrounded us as everything around me faded away. It was just the two of us in this bizarre state of enchantment.
Is this what they called the bond magic of the ritual? If this was it, then perhaps there were no words I could use to describe the feeling.
His gaze, at once penetrating and gentle, explored mine, asking and answering simultaneously. There was no mistake in the familiarity of his presence.
"It's really you!" My voice was barely above a whisper, disbelief and hope dancing in my words.
His lips curled in a smile, revealing years of nostalgia within me. "Mate..."
As I was about to respond, he enveloped me in his arms, drawing me closer. I could feel the warmth of his embrace as if we were reuniting after a lifetime apart. The heat of his touch ignited something deep within me, stirring up emotions I'd been building up before.
As we held each other, memories flooded back, reminding me of the countless moments we shared. It was as if time had stood still, and in that moment, I knew our connection was unbreakable. Every bit of our memories—laughing under the moonlight, youthful love by the lakeside, and promises made beneath ancient trees—flooded back.
We let ourselves go as we danced, swinging to the music of the cosmos. Even though I was used to his touch, it gave me a shiver every time. The world around us was alive with the song of the mating ball calling out from the moonlight, yet all I could hear was the symphony of our hearts beating in tandem.
"It's you," he said into my ear, his warm breath tickling my skin.
Right then, tears of joy streamed down my cheeks. Nathan gently drew me away from the celebrations, and we went to a quiet place as the sun rose, bathing the world in a warm glow. He pressed his forehead against mine and stared into my eyes.
"Mine...." he vowed. The weight of his words resonated deep within my soul.
With tears in my eyes, I replied, "Yours..."
And amidst the cosmos' magic, I gave him my heart and soul in that split second. The time that passed felt like seconds. My bond with him was so strong it was as if the heavens had explicitly aligned to unite us. As we danced under the glistening rays of moonlight, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging and completeness.
Nathan's hand brushed against my face, his fingers grazing my cheek with a tenderness that stole my breath away.
The heat emanating from him radiated into my skin, lighting a fire that seemed to melt away the distance and time that had separated us for so long.
I reached up to tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, our lips inches apart. The air around us was thick with desire and years of pent-up longing. As our lips finally met, they were soft and gentle, exploring familiar yet new territory. The kiss deepened, becoming hurried and passionate, each movement filled with the weight of lifetimes of waiting.
Everything ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the electricity between us. I could hear his heart racing in a rhythm that matched my own, thumping back and forth like a hustling race.
"My mate..." He growled, his lips traveling down my neck.
I closed my eyes, feeling the heat of his every touch as his hands traced down my back, cupping my rear end. My fingers explored the contours of his face, feeling every line, mark, and silhouette.
Our breaths came out ragged as the urgency of our reunion became more demanding. Nathaniel gently pulled back, his gaze filled with an emotion so raw and profound that I felt like I was being pulled into the depths of his soul.
It was a connection that went beyond physical desire and transcended time and space. A special bond that only the Goddess Lupa could give us.
"I've been waiting for this moment, sweetling," he whispered, the timbre of his voice dripping with desire.
"So do I..." I couldn't resist the intensity in his eyes, knowing that our souls were intertwining at that very moment.
Tipping my head to the side, I let the ghost of his kisses trail to my skin. Knowing that this union would be unlike anything I had ever experienced, I surrendered myself completely,
His response was to pull me closer, sealing our reunion with another deep, passionate kiss. Nathan's hand slid down to my waist, his fingers pressing gently into the bottom of my back, anchoring me to him.
I could feel the warmth of his body pressing against mine and the rhythm of his heartbeat through the fabric of our clothing. Nathan's fingers skillfully unlaced the corset at the back of my dress, each tug increasing the anticipation and revealing more of my skin to the cool air and the warmth of his gaze.
Just then, his hands ventured under my dress, his fingers grazing the soft skin of my thighs. I shivered at the sensation, my hands sliding under his shirt, exploring the contours of his toned back, feeling the muscles contract under my touch. The deep timbre of his voice murmured words of adoration and longing, echoing the intensity of our connection.
His hot and urgent breath ghosted over the sensitive skin behind my ear, causing goosebumps to ripple across my exposed skin. Emboldened by passion, my hands ventured lower, tracing the waistband of his pants. Once again, Nathan's lips pressed against mine, and I could feel the hunger in his contact.
As the hem of my dress fell to the floor, Nathan's deft fingers unbuttoned his shirt, displaying a toned and sweat-slick chest. Intoxicating musk, desire, and cologne aromas blended together to fill the air.
My nails grazed his back, drawing a gasp from his lips as he pulled me closer. Our lips clashed, our tongues danced, and the temperature seemed to rise with each brush and touch, the world outside forgotten.
As the layers fell away, our breaths became the only sound in the room, synchronizing with the rhythmic beat of our hearts. The delicate lace of my lingerie contrasted with the rugged texture of his shirt, creating a tantalizing interplay of sensations as our bodies brushed against each other.
He then kissed the back of my neck gently and slowly. Each one was calculated, and the tingling heat it sent across my body was incredible. As I leaned forward to give him more room, I felt his fingers trace patterns on the back of my neck and sensed the warmth and pulse of his flesh.
Pulling back slightly, Nathan's eyes locked onto mine, the intensity of his gaze sending shivers down my spine. There was a question there—an unspoken but clear affirmation of his claim over me as his mate.
Nathan's lips trailed from my collarbone to the sensitive hollow at the base of my neck, sending shivers cascading down my spine. I felt the roughness of his stubble, which contrasted starkly with the softness of his lips.
"Ahh!" A soft moan escaped my lips.
Sensing my pleasure, he spent a few moments there, his lips and tongue teasing and tasting, sending ripples of pleasure throughout my body. My fingers gripped his hair, urging him closer and deeper into the embrace.
Lost in the moment, I fully gave myself to him. Every touch and every kiss seemed to ignite a fire within me. My back arched, pressing closer into him, our forms melding together, leaving no space for the world outside. The friction of our movements, the slide of skin against fabric, and the rhythm of our shared heartbeat created a symphony of sensations.
With heightened senses, every touch and every sigh became an amplified testament to our longing. It was then, when I felt him inside me, that I realized the bond we had. Despite initially feeling a bit of a sting, the pain quickly transformed into a euphoric pleasure that intensified our connection. My cries were transformed into moans of pleas as I clung my dear life to him.
Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, each igniting a fire within us that burned hotter with every passing second. The intensity of our desire was palpable, fueling a primal instinct that dominated us both.
"You feel so good." His fingers traced the curve of my hip, then up my spine, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from my lips.
"More... give me more..." I pleaded, my voice filled with desperation.
I lost myself in the intoxicating embrace, feeling a surge of desire coursing through my veins. While his hands boldly went where no one had gone before, sparks flew from my fingertips as I traced the contours of Nathaniel's body. With each touch, our souls intertwined, creating a symphony of passion that consumed us both.
As the crescendo of our emotions peaked, our boundaries became indistinguishable. Time seemed to stand still as we became one, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. It was a connection that would forever leave an imprint on my soul. Our fingers intertwined, grasping tightly as if anchoring each other in the addicting sensations that consumed us.
After what felt like an endless moment, we finally collapsed into each other's arms, exhausted and satisfied, having given in to the climax of our mutual passion. The rhythm of our heartbeats matched the fast pace of our desires as we reached fever pitch.
With the heat of our bond washed over me, I clung to him, finding stability in the wake of the most profound experience I'd ever felt.
