But my legs clamped even harder around him, begging him to increase his speed and drive even deeper.
And he did.
Oh, how he did.
I clutched his shoulders, my body screaming with the need to ignite.
One. Two. Three more…
“Titus,” I breathed, detonating from within into the hotte
st orgasm of my life.
Fire. Everywhere.
A sea of red and orange and some blue.
Amazing.
Overwhelming.
Consuming.
Titus joined me, the force of his eruption sending me into another state of being. Rapture unlike anything I’d ever felt poured over me, spiking my heart rate, cascading my vision into darkness, and sending me down a black hole of oblivion.
Something soft touched my back several seconds, minutes—hours?—later.
A warm voice cooed in my ear.
My heart thumped in time with another.
Complete. Mine. Fire mate.
Cool air flooded my lungs. Warm lips brushed my cheek. And a tear slid from my eyes. Home, I realized. I’m finally home.
But not in the home I thought I desired.
Not Ohio.
Not with humans.
But with my fire. With my Titus.
“I love you, too, Claire,” he whispered, his lips against my ear. I didn’t know if I claimed to love him out loud or if he gathered it from my mind. Either way, his resulting endearment made me smile. “Rest, sweetheart. I’ll bring you something to eat, and we’ll do that again.”
Yes, I thought back at him. Yes, please.
Exos
My lips curled. “Mmm, Claire’s happy.” I could almost taste her joy on my tongue, something that warmed me from the inside out.
Vox glanced at me, his hands loose at his sides as we walked. A natural warrior. He arched a brow. “She’s happy?”
“Yes.”
“You can feel her? Even from here?”
We were wandering the Air Quad, searching for the familiar energy signature. “I can always feel her,” I confessed. “Our spirits are intertwined.”