Still connected, I bite into my lip, and the taste of my blood lands on my tongue. Kara stares at the crimson on my lips, her desire flashing in her eyes.
“Are you ready?” I ask her.
She glides her hands up my chest and cups the back of my head, pulling me in closer. “I am.” Her mouth closes over mine, the force of her need making me want to make love to her again. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I push into her just as I sink my teeth into her neck. Her blood tastes sweet with a hint of cinnamon.
Our surroundings begin to fade away, and everything dissolves all around me. I’m no longer making love to my mate but holding her hand as we stand together in a hazy room, almost as if it’s filled with mist. I can’t see anything but her. My mate. I’m in love with Kara Channon. I fell harder than I ever thought possible. Even before when she hated me, I felt this undeniable attraction to her. And now that she’s mine, I refuse to let her go.
Kara gasps and squeezes my hand, her eyes wide with wonder.
“It worked. The bracelet didn’t stop us.” But then her eyes narrow when she looks around. “Or maybe it didn’t. I don’t see anything.”
When two wolves who are destined to be mates share blood, it transports them into a vision of their future. I look around at the mist, wondering if the bracelet is hindering us. But then, something catches my eye. The fog begins to pull back, revealing the scene around us.
“Look,” I whisper, pointing at the two figures before us.
Kara cups a hand over her mouth as everything unfolds before us. The Kara in the vision sits at my desk, scribbling away on a piece of paper while I pace the floor behind her with the biggest grin on my face.
“I think we have a winner,” the dream me says.
Kara smiles up at me. “I think so, too. If we work hard, we could enter it into next year’s competition.”
The real Kara squeezes my hand. “Are you listening to this? If I heard right, I believe we just came up with a wine recipe together.”
I wink at her. “I’d say so. I’m curious to see what we do.”
We focus back on our vision selves, but in all reality, our visions are real. What’s happening now will come to pass one day. It could be days, years, or even centuries.
The dream Kara waves her hands excitedly and gasps. “I know what’ll make it better.” She writes something else down on the recipe, and the other me leans over her shoulder to see what it is.
He kisses her tenderly. “Perfect.”
He takes her hands and carefully helps her up, revealing her swollen belly. She’s pregnant. The dream me pulls Kara into his arms, and they kiss. The real Kara stares at herself, her mouth gaping.
“This is surreal.” Then, her eyes drift to the paper on my desk. “I need to look at the recipe.”
She rushes over, but I grab her arm, pulling her back to me. “We’ll find out when it actually happens. Let’s just be surprised.”
Kara glances over at the paper one last time and then gives in to me. “Okay. It’s so tempting.”
I’m not going to lie, it is. I’d like to know what we were working on, too.
Kara cuddles up to my side, and I drape an arm over her shoulders. “We look so happy,” she says, smiling at our dream selves, who are still in each other’s arms.
“That’s because we’re together. It’s all going to work out.” I point to her arm. “See … the bracelet’s gone. You figured out how to free yourself.”
Her eyes widen. “You’re right. I do.”
The swirling mist creeps its way in, and our dream selves dissolve into nothing. The last thing I feel before I get sucked back into reality is Kara’s arm around my waist, holding me tight.
“Chase,” Kara murmurs.
Kara’s body squeezes around my cock, and I moan as my eyes begin to focus. I look down at her, and she cups my face. “Do you really mean it?”
“Mean what?” I ask, leaning into her hand and kissing it.
She smiles, and I can see the vulnerability behind it. “I heard you, Chase. I heard what you were thinking in the dream.”
It’s going to be interesting knowing she can hear my thoughts. It doesn’t matter anyway because I have nothing to hide. I want her to know I love her. “You mean the part where I said I’m in love with you?”
Kara nods and a tear rolls down her cheek. “And also, the part where you said you fell harder than you ever thought possible.”
With our bodies still connected, I brush her tears away with my thumb. “Yeah, I did say that. What do you have to say about it?”
She closes her lips over mine, and her need engulfs me. I don’t have to hear her say the words to know she loves me back; I can feel it inside of her.
Kara breaks from the kiss. “I want you to hear it,” she whispers. “I love you, Chase.”
Hearing the words makes me want to claim her even more. Feeling her body clench around my cock makes it harder to resist.
“And do you want to know my favorite part of your monologue?” she adds, sliding her hands away from my face to rest on my back.
“What?”
Her gaze lands on my lips. “I love the part where you said now that I’m yours, you’re never going to let me go.”
“Never,” I murmur.
Kara smiles again. “Good. I don’t want you to. Especially now that I think I know what to do.”
Smiling, I push into her. “About what? Do we need to switch positions?” I tease. Seeing our vision makes all my doubts slip away. I know Kara’s going to be happy with me.
Kara rolls her eyes, arching her back off the bed when I thrust harder. “No, we’re good like this. But I’m being serious.”
Slowing my pace, I eventually come to a stop and gaze down at her. “Then tell me.”
Her crystal blue eyes twinkle. “I know what I have to do to get the bracelet off.”
“And that would be?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “I’ll tell you in the morning. Right now, we need to finish this. I can’t seem to get enough of you.”
Her pussy clenches around me, and it feels so fucking good. I thrust into her, again and again, loving the way her nails dig into my back. Finally, Kara screams out her release, her body bucking beneath mine and milking me to completion.
Once her breathing settles, I slowly slide out of her and pull her onto my chest. “I’ll never get enough of you.”
28
KARA
Chase and I made love the entire night, giving me only about two hours of sleep. I’m not complaining, though. Feeling my wolf and how content she was to be around her mate was euphoric. I got a taste of my magic again, and I’m going to do everything possible to get it back completely.
Chase stirs beside me, and his eyes slowly open.
“Good morning,” I say into his mind.
I was terrified about the mind link, and in a way, I still am. I can block Chase from my thoughts if I so desire, but that’s not how I want our relationship to begin. So, last night, I let him in and showed him my deepest, darkest moments. The main one was the war that tore my family apart. I’ve never let anyone see my pain or any of my vulnerabilities. Hell, I didn’t know I had any until my magic was torn away from me. Chase knows who I am now. It took over two hundred years, but I think I know myself better as well.