Wickedly Yours (Witches of Pleasant Grove, #2)

by Jennifer Chipman

“Only true mates can perform the ceremony successfully. Accepting the mating bond by letting me mark you—that cemented it even more. Now that we share our energies, I’m more powerful. And you are, too. I suspect that’s why your powers are easier to use now. Alone, it still might not be enough to defeat him. But with you by my side…”

“Asking for what you want should never be embarrassing. You know I’ll always give it to you.”

“You’ve ruined me,” Zain said, hearing my thoughts. “There’s no one but you.”

“Fuck, Luna. You're always so tight.”

Zain kissed me softly. “Shh, baby. I'm going to fuck you until I can make sure that you’re pregnant.” His eyes were full of lust as he nipped at my neck. “Until you’re growing my baby inside of you. I want you all round and swollen for me.”

My husband. My mate. The only man I’d ever loved.

“You're light, Luna. So pure.”

“Can’t sleep without you,” she murmured in response. “You’re like my personal furnace.”

“Can I…” Her cheeks deepened. “Can I bite you?” I smirked. “Does my queen want me to wear her mark, too?” Luna nodded, and I rubbed my thumb over her lip. “That way, everyone knows you’re mine,” she said, the possession clear in her tone.

I have always been yours.

“I won’t be able to stop once I start. It’s a primal need built inside of us. To fuck and claim. To make sure that our intended is ours. Like prey.”

Her wants were my wants.

“Baby.” I groaned. “If you’d kept going for one more minute, I would have spilled down your throat. And that’s not where my cum goes, is it?” “No,” she shook her head, still kneeling between my legs. “Where do you want it?” “I-inside.” She let out a rough breath. “In my womb. So you can give me a baby.”

“She’s my wife,” Zain snarled. “And you will treat her with respect.”

Because he was here, and he was still breaking my heart.

“Moonbeam. I would destroy the world for you. Forsake any plans I’d ever made just to keep you safe. To give you everything you’ve ever wanted. A happy life. The one you deserved. But I—” His voice cracked. “I have to keep you safe. If anything happened to you…”

“I love you,” he said, not a hint of hesitation in his voice. “And everything I’ve done—everything in my life—it’ll all be worth it. As long as I have you.”