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deeper, stretching her, teasing her. Filling her. The pleasure was intense, but still she wanted, needed more.  
    And then his mouth touched her.  
    Her mouth opened on a silent scream as his tongue did things to her she didn’t know were possible. He licked, he kissed and he suckled sending her spiraling towards something she didn’t understand.  
    And just when she didn’t think she could stand it anymore, her world shattered around her. Wave upon wave of pleasure rolled over her, sending her drowning in an abyss of ecstasy she never wanted to end.  
    Her body still convulsed with her climax when Sorin moved over her. His cock rubbed against her sensitive flesh, and she opened her arms to welcome him. His thick head slid easily into her wet sheath.  
    Slowly, he pushed his rod inside her and then stopped.  
    “It’s going to hurt,” he whispered.  
    “Don’t make me wait,” she begged. “I need more of you.”  
    The words were barely out of her mouth when he partly withdrew, then thrust deep. Katrina gave a soft cry and buried her head in Sorin’s neck as the pain spiked through her.  
    “I’m sorry.”  
    “Shh,” she said and moved her head to look at him. “It’s the way. It had to be done, and the pain is already receding.”  
    He smiled and kissed her. “How did I live my life without you?”  
    She couldn’t answer him, not when he began to move his hips, sending her desire spiking once more. Her body accepted him eagerly, and the pleasure was blinding. His thrusts were long and deep, short and quick, and each one brought her more satisfaction than the last.  
    The need began to build again, unfurling in her belly with greater intensity than before. Sorin gave a final thrust and stiffened as his seed spilled into her causing her to peak again, the pleasure blinding her with its power.  
    Katrina wrapped her arms around him and kissed his neck. “Thank you,” she whispered.  
    A few moments later, he rose up on his elbows to stare down at her. “You’re incredible.”  
    She giggled. “Nay, what we did was incredible. I never knew it could be like that.”  
    A frown passed over his handsome, angular face.  
    “What is it?” she asked.  
    “There’s more I need to tell you, especially now.”  
    A shiver of dread filled her. “What?”  
    He pulled out of her and sat on the edge of the bed. “Remember how I told you the Fae help us find our mates, and that we’re never wrong when we find them?”  
    “Aye.”  
    “There’s something else that happens, to help us ensure we return with the right woman.”  
    She almost hated to ask by the tightening of his jaw.   Whatever it was, he expected it to anger her. “What is that?”  
    He lifted his right arm, and before her very eyes, a pattern began to darken from his elbow to his shoulder. The pattern was unique in its knotwork and beautiful in its swirls.  
    Katrina sat up and ran her hand over the now black marks. “It’s…magnificent.   So, once you bed the right woman, this mark appears?”  
    He grimaced. “Aye, but no’ just on me.”  
    She blinked, unable to believe what he was telling her until she looked down at her arms. The same pattern on his arm now appeared on her left. “By the saints,” she said with a gasp.  
    If she hadn’t seen with her own eyes, she’d think it was a hoax. Now, she could only look in stunned silence at the beautiful mark upon her skin.   It seemed both odd and appropriate that it be on her arm.
    She was shocked to see it, but the sizzle that raced over her skin and through her body as she realized what it meant didn’t leave anger.   It left her…breathless with the prospect of her future.   Because now, more than ever, she couldn’t push aside Sorin’s words as false.   They were as real as the sun that rose every morning.
    “Katrina?”  
    “I’ll have it always?” she asked.  
    “Aye. As will I.”  
    She raised her gaze to his.   In his dark