“Let go.”His voice is a gentle caress in my head, sweet and comforting.
“I can’t. I’ll shift and hurt you.”
“You could never hurt me.”
“If I shift with you still inside me, I will.”
A glint of amusement flickers in his storm-filled eyes.“Let go, Lumi.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, holding on to the thin line of control I have left as sweat beads across my forehead.
Ambrose doesn’t ease up; he thrusts harder as he strokes my clit with his thumb. His lips continue to kiss me in a punishing rhythm. There is no escaping this, no stopping it.
“Let go, Lumi. Trust me. Nothing bad will happen. I’ve got you.”
A power ripples through me, squashing any control I have left, and I do what Ambrose says, I let go.
A beautiful torrent of pleasure cascades through my body in pulsing waves. I scream his name as my body feels like it’s being ripped apart in the most wonderful way as he continues to sink into me over and over. I ride my orgasm into blissful aftershocks that do nothing to dampen the heat in my body.
And then, he unravels inside me. I clutch onto his neck, holding on as he spills more and more of himself into me.
Our lips part as we pant into each other. The world stills, and I realize I didn’t shift. That the intense feeling wasn’t me about to shift; it was me about to come.
“My beautiful queen.” He grins down at me as he strokes his fingers through my hair.
“What did you do to me?” I mutter, barely able to speak.
He grins. “Gave you everything I can. For now, at least.” There’s a hungry promise in those words that he’ll find a way to give me so much more.
“It was more than enough.”
“Are you okay?” I hear Ambrose’s worried voice.
“More than okay.” My grin spreads wide across my face as my cheeks heat in a steady blush.
He’s my mate. I’m sure of it.
And I can shift; I know it.
Given the right circumstances, I’ll be able to shift. I felt her, my wolf, during that orgasm. She’s finally ready. She was just waiting for the other piece of my soul.
I open my mouth to speak, to tell Ambrose about what happened. To tell him everything.
He shakes his head. “Don’t—don’t tell me. Not yet. Not until I can share the feeling.”
Chapter 38
Lumi
Aloud knocking forces my eyes to fly open, but the warm arm tightening around my waist keeps me in bed.
“Ignore it,” Ambrose says in a gruff voice.
I let my eyes fall shut and snuggle into his shoulder again.
But the knocking restarts.
We both groan.
