Ambrosia.

Caro swallowed another taste, her eyelids fluttering closed.

Yes. More, please.

“Take as much as you need,” he whispered, his wrist pressed firmly against her lips. She licked the wound he made and created a new one with her teeth when the skin started to heal. The arm around her tensed, encouraging her to move closer to him, and she slid her calf between his jean-clad legs.

Electricity flickered between them as energy spilled from his body to hers. And, wow, did it feel amazing. She craved more of it and sucked hard, demanding more of his essence to fill her being.

“You will be doing that to my cock later,” he whispered harshly.

Her thighs clenched. It would be another part of her body sucking his cock later—the part humming with the hot current flowing between them.

“Fuck,” he gritted out. “I can feel your arousal.”

She would have smiled if he hadn’t hit her with a wave of his own need and desire. It shook her foundation and forced her to release his wrist on a guttural groan. She climbed onto him and took his mouth with a ferocity she felt more than understood.

“I need you. Now.” Her hands moved to his jeans, unbuttoning them and forcing the zipper down to free his engorged member. She didn’t give him a second to adjust or to finish removing his pants before she straddled him and put him exactly where she required him.

“Shit,” he breathed, his hips bucking into hers as she rode him the way they both demanded.

Overwhelming sensations fractured her conscious, turning her into an animal of passion. Her wings appeared and disappeared at her back, her angelic side eager to play with her mate—her equal in life.

Mine.

“Yes,” Sethios growled. “And mine.”

God, this bond. It was far deeper than anything she’d ever felt or imagined possible. Seraphim never discussed the details, aside from the power exchange, nor had she experienced anything like this with her children or parents.

But Sethios.

Everything he did continued to amaze her, and of course, this wasn’t any different.

Magic stirred around them, heightening the sensations of their joined forms and pouring static energy through her veins. She hummed with foreign and known power and quaked beneath their joined arousal.

Caro rode Sethios into oblivion, her breasts swaying with her effort and her practical senses hiding beneath a fog of sensuality.

His hands held her hips, forcing her into a vigorous rhythm that threw her into an orgasmic state. He followed her over, cascading them into a joined eternity of oblivion and pleasure. It went on for minutes, maybe hours, before she finally collapsed on top of him, exhausted.

He rolled her beneath him, his cock still fully erect inside her, and kissed her reverently. Her name whispered through the air repeatedly as he continued to move slowly and purposely within her.

“Sethios.” She drew her nails down his back, arching into the ecstasy he provided. His emotions caressed her heart, displaying without words his devotion and care for her. Caro knew he desired her, but to feel the deeper adoration thriving within him, specifically for her, nearly undid her. Love was too weak of a word for such a bonding. Soul mates, maybe. Angelic partners. A new blood essence.