All Chapters of This Mate Bond Is Poison: Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

Chapter Twenty-TwoBut he had felt it too. He had felt the way she had melted, the way her mouth had given under his.Eileen’s heart slammed painfully in her chest, panic and something hot colliding until she could not name either. She wanted to shove him away, claw the smirk she knew would bloom on his face, but her body betrayed her still, leaning into the heat of him, aching with a need that sickened her.‘What are you doing?’ she screamed at herself in silence. ‘This is the man whose family ruined everything. The man whose bloodline slaughtered your family. You should bite his tongue off, not—’Her mind was screaming no, but her body moved anyway. His lips dragged harder against hers, rough and claiming, and the thought shattered.Somewhere in the blur of his mouth pressing harder, of the fire coursing where ice should have lived, she didn’t even notice when one of her hands slipped free of his hold.It was like an instinct; a traitorous, damning instinct that flung it upward and

Chapter Twenty-FourHer cry broke against his mouth, muffled and sharp, her nails raking down his back in a desperate reflex. He groaned into the kiss, a sound guttural and raw, hips pressing flush against hers as if to hammer the truth of it into her bones: she was taken, filled, possessed.He didn’t give her time to catch her breath. His hips drew back only to slam forward again, the sudden force making the bed jolt beneath them. A wet sound echoed between their bodies, obscene, undeniable.Her thighs quivered around his waist, the involuntary clench of her body pulling him deeper, tighter, until his rhythm grew harsher, punishing, each thrust punctuated by the rasp of his breath and the bruising grip of his hand on her hip.“Mine,” he growled against her throat, teeth scraping the delicate skin as his pace drove harder, faster, each stroke shattering her resistance piece by piece.She should have fought. But her body betrayed her with every moan, every arch of her back, every shive

Chapter Twenty-SixRonan’s lips twitched, though the smirk didn’t quite return. ‘Well, whatever that was, you felt it long before I left a mark on her skin. I only tied the knot tighter. What we did here today… That fire, that hunger, that was ‘yours’, Callister. Yours alone.’His chest tightened, though no air truly passed between them. He turned his face away, glaring instead at the dim outline of the chamber around him, as though the physical world could anchor him from his wolf’s words.‘You wanted her,’ Ronan pressed, softer now, relentless but not mocking. ‘Not as a Luna: we never wanted the throne in the first place, not as a womb for an heir. You wanted ‘her’. You kissed her first. You burned first. Don’t shove it on me because you can’t bear to admit it. She doesn't have a wolf so I don't feel attached to her even though I marked her.’For a heartbeat, silence stretched between them; thick, charged, heavy with truths Callister didn’t want to hear. His eyes darted to the sleep