Epilogue

Xander brushed my hair away from my shoulders, leaving my neck bare.

His pupils dilated. To be fair, I was more nervous than he was, but that was only because of the last time that we bonded. I was in pain for the longest time, and about half of the bond ended up being consumed by my blood.

I didn’t want to go through that again, but if we didn’t try again, I would never know if trying to mark me a second time would work.

“You never know,” he said like he read my thoughts. “Second time might be the charm.”

“Isn’t it usually the third time?”

“Let’s hope it won’t come to that.” He massaged the spot with his thumb, spreading heat in the area. I shuddered a little, and my nipples hardened against the soft material of my nightgown. He lowered his head and kissed the spot he caressed, ripping a soft moan from me.

If there was one thing that Xander knew how to do, it was turn me on.

While he kissed my neck, his hands began exploring. He placed them over my breasts, which were so taut th