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sounding confused. “What are you doing in my head? What happened?”
    “You were hurt,” Isaac explained out loud, not wanting to be more invasive than he’d already been. “I claimed you to heal you.”
    “You did what?” Chantay struggled to get up and groaned. “You claimed me as your mate?”
    “I’m sorry,” Isaac said, crushed at Chantay’s obvious rejection. “I didn’t mean to push you into this. I would have given you a choice had there been any mmpph—”
    He didn’t get to finish the phrase, as Chantay’s lips crushed against his. The half fae wrapped his arms around Isaac’s neck, trying to pull him closer. Still under the influence of the unfulfilled rush of their mating, Isaac couldn’t control himself. He climbed on the bed, covering Chantay’s body with his own.
    Chantay spread his legs, creating a cradle Isaac crawled into. The half fae rubbed against Isaac’s larger form, and as their bodies came into contact, Isaac could clearly tell that whatever Chantay’s mind thought about this mating, his libido definitely agreed to it.
    While some part of Isaac knew he might be taking advantage of Chantay, his insecurities dissipated in the face of their new bond. It overflowed with desire, need, and, Isaac dared to think, an incipient feeling of love. How could he resist?
    Distantly, he was aware of the door opening and closing as their companions left the room. Pleased about their newly acquired The Half-Breed Who Found His Other Half
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    privacy, Isaac took advantage of the opportunity and started to work on Chantay’s clothes.
    For years, he’d been raised into doubt and uncertainty. He’d never seen himself as enough, no matter what he did. Even with Chantay, he’d feared the other man would reject him. But not anymore. Once Isaac opened himself fully to their connection, he could sense Chantay’s emotions, and there were no longer any hesitations.
    Still, Chantay had just been very sick, and Isaac had to know his mate was well enough to play before going any further. He couldn’t bring himself to break the kiss, so he sent a message through their bond, “I want to fuck you, baby. I need to touch you. Tell me you want the same thing I do.”
    It was a plea and a question, not an order, and Chantay didn’t delay in replying. “Yes! Yes, please. Take me. Make me feel alive.
    Make me feel you .”
    With a low growl, Isaac tore his mouth away from Chantay’s.
    Kissing the half fae was amazing, but Isaac wanted more. He wanted to taste Chantay all over, to have his beautiful mate writhing under him in passion.
    Buttons flew all over the place as Isaac roughly pulled Chantay’s shirt off. Even aware that he should be gentle, Isaac couldn’t help himself. It seemed as if Chantay’s desires were pooling into him, feeding his own, and Isaac wanted nothing more than to be inside his sweet mate.
    Chantay’s shoes and pants were next, then his simple underwear.
    Torn material was discarded on the floor, leaving Chantay nude and trembling under him. There was something incredibly powerful about being dressed while Chantay was naked. For one, it allowed Isaac to explore all that lovely, creamy skin and to pleasure his mate while he himself held back. The buildup was ecstasy in itself, and Isaac took advantage of the occasion to do what he hadn’t been able to when they’d first been together.

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    He mapped his mate’s body with his hands, leaving no inch of Chantay untouched, unexplored. He peppered Chantay’s face with kisses and buried his fingers in the long strands of Chantay’s hair. He licked down Chantay’s neck, lingering in the hollow of the half fae’s throat to suck on the delicate skin. There was so much he wanted to do, but most of all, he wanted to assure himself that this was true and not a dream, that his mate had gotten over the attack and accepted their bond openly.
    The emotions that emanated from Chantay did a lot to convince Isaac of the