Chapter 821:

Tears streamed down his face, intense and shining. His voice was hoarse.

“Your love. I feel you, Emeriel. Our bond is back.”

Emeriel was crying now, but also laughing, the sound a blend of both.

Her mate didn’t care. He kissed her all over her face, frantic and wild.

“I can feel you,” he murmured between kisses.

“I-I can feel you too,” she stammered, her hands roaming, trying to touch him wherever she could reach.

“Your scent… Ukrae, your damn scent…” His sniffing grew stronger, frantic, crazed.

He rubbed his nose and mouth against her neck, her shoulder, her breasts.

even, but now—gods, the seven

purred, vibrating against her as his shaft hardened once more, hot and rigid behind

need you again.

leg as he aligned himself, and with a sharp

gasped, burying her head against his

otherworldly.

he murmured, holding her tightly. “Does

say through the flood of

“Fuck… fuck.”

erratically, as if he couldn’t help

close, resting her head on the bed

her in, his hips thrusting in

his hands cradled their child, while

was something

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