He let the tip of him put pressure against my entrance. Letting me feel him.

I know what’s coming now. I closed my eyes and prepared myself as much as I could. Still, I was nowhere near ready when he abruptly entered me. Burying deep into me. Making my hips feel as though they needed to part to allow him to probe my depths.

My mouth opened and my head reflexively tossed up as I struggled against the urge to scream at the sensation of him filling me. But I knew Warlord was close by and knew that everything I seemed to do was wrong and everything Hawk did was right.

And I remembered him telling Hawk to “fix me.”

“I doubt when he told you to ‘fix me’ he was telling you to mount me.” I hissed.

Hawk caught the ends of my blonde hair along my lower back and rolled them around his fist. Then reached forward to scoop one breast before letting his chest drop against my back so his heat surrounded me entirely. “What if that was exactly what he was telling me.”

Hawk withdrew slightly and then shoved back in. As if trying to hurt me to make a point.

I gritted my teeth, refusing to scream out. Refusing to let him win.

“I could make you want this, you know?” Hawk whispered. “I could use my spell to make you writhe all…over…my…cock.”

“You’re a true bastard, you know that?” I spat.

“I rather liked your mouth better when I was stuffed in.” Then he began riding into me. Growing rougher as his pleasure mounted.

He was grunting like a wild animal. “Give in to it, Mary. Let the magic roll throw you just as I am. Imagine that when I’m piercing you so is my power, and you can draw from it.”

His words were rough and emerged through grated teeth.

I lurched forward with each powerful stroke he filled me with. My shoulder and head jerking forward and then him pulling me back against him. Stabbing me ruthlessly.

“Take it!” He urged.

I tossed my head like an enraged animal. Trying to fight the grip he had on my hair.

“Draw my power, Mary.”

I closed my eyes against the tenderness that felt a bit raw inside me. Ignored the motions of my body moving forward and back to his rhythm, tried to block out the sound of the masculine noises he made. Primal male sounds as he took me for his pleasure.

I opened my eyes, and my irises were vivid blue. Light moving through them like the wild waves of the sea. Stirring with motion. And I felt power stroking into me with every strong motion of Hawk’s body behind me. His power was green heat waves rolling off him. Stretching out in every direction like he was a sun heating foreign planets.

It was a sight I’d never seen with my real eyes but I could envision it now. Like cloying green smoke clinging to him as he moved. His smooth chest bunching and then relaxing as he leaned forward to pound into my body. His powerful abdomen flexing as the root of him found ecstasy in my body. My wet pussy clutching him. Trying to draw him deeper. Clinging to him every time he dragged his cock back out of me. His shoulders became ridged with the same muscle. His forearms tightening. Wound with the finer muscles as he used his viselike grip to drag me back against him.

Pushing so deep inside me that I was sure he was going to pierce straight into my womb to nest his seed.

Taking me like the animal he is. Like a vicious predator takes its mate.

***

Mate.

It seemed a strange word to use in reference to someone I considered an enemy. A man who bullied me. Taunting me for his own amusement and feeding on my flesh in an effort to consume me.

Suddenly in the image I saw of him his green flames lurched forward around me and then entered me like the insane tentacles of a creature seeking to consume my soul.

I was awash with strength. Feeling knowledge and wisdom penetrate my mind in a way that made me care very little what Hawk was doing to my body but suddenly understanding what was happening to our magic while he did.

The blue flickers of my energy were offering him bits of power.

Something different than he already has. And I was suffused with his. Feeling like I could pick up an arrow now and be incredible accurate. Using Hawk’s skill as my own. I felt overwhelming confidence feeling every piece of me.

This is how Hawk feels every day.

I noticed he was no longer making sounds. I twisted to look over my shoulder at him. Seeing he watched me with a pained expression. His head tilted as he assessed me. And I was suddenly sure that he too was absorbing emotions.

Feeling them as his own.

Even though they’re mine.