and help find a way to free him. If Dante wasn’t careful, he could fall in love with her.
Chloe broke away from his mouth to trail kisses down his chest. She paused over his nipple then her tongue snuck out and licked the area. His hips moved faster as he lost himself to how good she made him feel.
Energy flowed from her to him, making him dizzy with strength. He poured everything she gave him into his movements. Before long, her inner muscles squeezed his cock. She was close and he knew exactly how to push her over the edge. He pushed his hand between their bodies and stroked her clit as he pounded into her.
She gazed up at him and her eyes blazed with dark light. His balls drew up tight and his spine tingled. He was so fucking close. It was difficult to hold it off, but he refused to climax before her. He placed kisses at the corner of her mouth and continued rubbing her clit. A second later she exploded around him.
Dante’s head lifted and he met her wide gaze. “Grab your breasts, love. Show me how you like them played with.” Her head was thrashing from side to side and he didn’t think she heard him until she seized one breast and teased her nipple.
Her free hand went to his chest and her fingernails dug into his skin, holding him to her. The display of her desire to have him close made him lose it. Dante thrust in and out of her body enjoying the free fall of ecstasy.
The pleasure was short lived. His hoarse shout of completion shifted to one of agony when something seared his right shoulder blade. Withdrawing from her body, he fell off the table clutching his bicep. Turning his head, he tried to see what was happening.
“What is it?” Chloe’s voice was as frantic as he felt. “Oh my God. What happened?”
Dante stopped moving and tried to breathe through the discomfort while his mind struggled to catch up. “What do you see?”
She threw her legs off the side of the platform and lifted her hand. Giving her his back, he sighed in relief when her hand touched his upper back. “You have a burn, no it’s a brand on your shoulder.”
Dante swallowed while his heart raced and his sweat cooled. “What does it look like?”
“It’s a dagger, but the hilt is a pair of jagged wings. What is this?” Chloe ran a ringer over his flesh, soothing the worst of the pain.
Dante lowered his head. “It’s a Fated Mate marking.”
“I don’t understand. If you have a mate why did you just fuck me? Or are all the stories about being true to the one chosen for you a lie?” Chloe’s anger was hotter than his skin at that moment.
Turning around, he took her hand and twined their fingers together. “You are my Fated Mate, Chloe. You carry part of my soul.”
Chloe snatched her hand back and jumped to her feet. “Liar. Why would you say that?”
Bending over, Dante pulled his pants up. “I’m not lying. The brand appears when we have sex with the one made for us. It appeared when I climaxed with you just now. I know this is a lot to take in, but I’m telling you the truth. You. Are. Mine.”
Her terrified eyes met his, and they shared a moment of utter disbelief. Something fluttered in his chest and expanded like a butterfly. What the hell? Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and tried to center himself.
That butterfly brushed against the inside of his skin in a languid caress, reaching for Chloe. He couldn’t recall what Rhys had said, but he swore he carried a piece of Chloe’s soul, as well. This female created just for him and he was created for her. This changed everything. Only, Dante wasn’t sure if it meant a happily ever after for him.
One thing he did remember was an angel has to choose their mate. They aren’t bound by the same laws as one of the Goddess Morrigan’s creatures. He would never be able to have sex with another female in his life. If she rejected him, his inner demon would take over and rape and pillage uncontrollably.
Looked like he’d better have a conversation with Zander about safety measures. No way was he going to become his father. He’d rather die first.
Chapter 10
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