Free Embrace the Power: A Paranormal Romance (The Blood Rose Series Book 9) by Caris Roane

twitched and bucked inside her then he began to drive once more.
    He formed a careful seal around the punctures as his fangs retreated. He began to suck and with such a bountiful flow within his mouth, his whole body went haywire.
    As fire flooded his chest and his heart, his mating frequency spun so fast, he got dizzy. Though he’d only stroked her sex a few times, he was ready to come.
    Aralynn, I won’t last long. Your blood has wound me up like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
    I won’t last either. Go for it. Give me all you’ve got.
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    Rosamunde was already rising toward a strong wave of ecstasy, only a lot more was involved than just the sweet spot between her legs. Pleasure flowed hard and fast around her chest and her mating frequency sparked and sizzled as though summoning Stone’s.
    Suddenly, his frequency broke through her chest, covering her own, swirling over hers and intensifying the pleasure as it crested. She shouted as he suckled her neck and drove in hard thrusts into her sex. He lifted off her neck shortly after then shouted as he came as well, his hips moving fast.
    Her own ecstasy tore through her once more, taking her sharply to the peak again. Her back arched and her hips rose to meet his as he released into her. She screamed, the pleasure was so intense.
    “Aralynn.” His deep vampire voice called to her. “Open your eyes.”
    She hadn’t even known they were closed as she blinked then met his fiery green gaze. His mating frequency was still swirling around and over her own, stroking her in a way she would never have believed possible.
    She moaned. “Sweet Goddess, that feels good. But you’d better stop. We really don’t know each other well enough, right? I mean, a bond would follow.” Bonds like this one would be permanent.
    He stared at her, then peered into her eyes as though he didn’t understand. “Aralynn, I would swear for a moment your eyes were violet, like the queen’s. Is there a chance you’re related?”
    Rosamunde had to think fast. “I don’t know. Maybe.” Great, now she was telling lies.
    Her heart pounded all over again, but for a different reason. She needed to own the truth. But how in the world was she supposed to tell him she was Rosamunde?
    He stroked her cheek, then her throat where he’d fed from her. “Hey, I didn’t mean to upset you. I was surprised, that’s all. And I know you have immense power and I also know that you’re fae. It sort of makes sense that your eyes might change color. They definitely do when you shift into your wolf form.”
    “That’s true.”
    He relaxed against her while still holding most of his weight off her body. “A beautiful amber brown when you’re a wolf.” He caressed her hair. “Damn, I feel better. Healed. Your blood is amazing, just like the rest of you.”
    Rosamunde finally took a decent breath. She slid her fingers into his long black hair. “This was wonderful, Stone. I mean not Margetta attacking us. But being with you. I can’t explain it, but it feels so right.”
    He kissed her. “Very right. And I love your mating frequency.”
    Rosamunde focused inwardly for a moment, on how their frequencies flowed over each other, back and forth almost with affection but certainly with a sense of belonging. She’d meant it when she’d said this felt right. It felt perfect.
    She blinked and focused again on Stone. “I think we’d better disengage our frequencies, don’t you?”
    “Probably a good idea because I’m having all sorts of visions about keeping this going.” He rocked his hips so that she could feel him. He was firming up again.
    Her whole body did a rolling arch and she squeezed her eyes shut once more. “You feel too damn good.”
    He chuckled.
    She smiled up at him. “All right. We’ve got to be sensible and I’m going to do this.” She gripped his arms suddenly and lowered her chin. “I’m going to send your frequency packing, but you’d best hold on.”
    His lips quirked once