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her voice, and a sense of pride in her as well for picking up the emotions left behind by the other Fae. “Your magic is emerging, sweet.”
    Shock registered on her face, she stiffened, and he waited until she relaxed in his arms again.
    “That’s really neat.” Muscles in her throat worked, and her lips curled, eyebrows drawn down. Thinking. “Okay, so...Daegus told me to choose a mate. And I went right to you. Does that mean that I picked you?”
    “That’s what I need to talk to you about.” Ice crawled up his spine, and he realized he was more afraid now than he’d been at the dealership when she’d been on the verge of death. “You did choose me. But you can still un-choose me, if you want.”
    Seconds ticked by, seconds that had the weight of hours.
    “I’m a little scared...It’d be a lie if I said I wasn’t. I mean, mates...that’s forever right? And if we’re Fae, forever is a really long time.” Big honey-colored eyes met his, and she skimmed his lower lip with her fingertips. “I was so excited to leave on my trip, just dying to be free of everything...and now my life’s been turned upside down.”
    “Fae mates are forever, but not because they are forced to be that way. The magic is never wrong.” The pout in her lower lip begged to be sucked and bitten, so he took it between his teeth and obliged. Gods, his cock was hard... “As a steed of the Hunt, I went into rut about five years ago. Right before I moved to Travers. Manannan forced me out because I wasn’t finding my mate among the Hunt, and I ended up in Georgia with you.”
    Their breath mingled, and she whimpered, squirmed in his arms, and licked his lower lip. Was the rut affecting her too?
    “Listen to me, love. I need you. I know you don’t love me, it’s too early for that. But my magic wants you. It led me across the country to find you. And then went dormant until today.” A scalding wash of lust and fire flowed from the crown of his head down to his toes. He strode to the pile of furs and went to his knees, laid her down. The sparkling blue gown stood out among the cushions. “If you decide later that you don’t want me, we can break the bonds between us...but for tonight, say you’ll be mine.”
    “I just want to be free.” The generous mounds of her breasts nearly spilled out of the top of the low-cut gown, and the slits in the skirt revealed the smooth flesh of her thighs and hips. Her gaze traveled over him from his head to his thighs, and back up to his groin. His cock bobbed and thickened even more under her regard. “Promise me you won’t cage me in.”
    “Never.” He covered her with his body, careful to keep most of his weight off her torso. Gods, he needed her. All the years of his life in Travers boiled down and reduced to this evening with Peyton. He knew now for certain she’d brought him there. Finally, she was free of the human restraints that had held her back. The magic had waited in him, and he understood now what his father tried to explain to him so long ago.
    The magic of the Wild Hunt was chaos and unfettered energy, but intelligent and not without purpose. Within the chaos was direction and focus. The magic drove him out, to bring him home again.
    With his mate, the one person in creation perfect for him.
    He leaned in close and kissed her, used his tongue to stroke hers with long, slow glides.
    She sighed and snuggled in closer, all soft curves and sweet breath. The fragrance of gardenias wafted from her hair. He forced himself to gentle his grip on the back of her skull and slid his other palm over one full buttock. The urgency of their kiss remained, but he slowed down and led her into a more intimate duel. One less focused on plunder and more on seduction.
    Strawberry colored nipples beckoned to him, but he returned instead to kissing her and kept his hands in more neutral territory. He sucked on her earlobe. She moaned and twisted her head around, exposed the long cords of her neck to