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.

incredible even, but now—gods,

growled, then purred, vibrating against her as his shaft hardened once

you again. I can’t…

he aligned himself,

gasped, burying her head against

sensation… it was otherworldly. Beyond words and

deep,” he murmured, holding her tightly. “Does it hurt? Should I

say through the flood of sensations. “You feel…

“Fuck… fuck.”

moved erratically, as if he

on the bed just so

stayed, breathing her in, his hips thrusting in short,

cradled their child, while the

was something

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