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  “Not…not yet,” Lizabeth told him again, panting. For a moment she had to hang her head and catch her breath—the pleasure was still tingling through her body and her pussy was spasming hard around the thick invader she was impaled on. She knew what came next and she had to get ready for it—had to gather her strength and her stamina to get through it.

  At last she looked up and met Lone’s eyes. This entire time while she used his big body for her pleasure, he had laid completely still, letting her work herself on him. Now, it was going to be his turn, Lizabeth thought.

  “Lone,” she said, leaning down to stroke his cheek. “I release you. From this moment on, I’m no longer your Mistress. Now I want you to be my Master—and I want you to give me everything you’ve got.”

  His eyes widened for a moment, then narrowed with understanding. A low growl that was almost a roar rose in his chest and then—in one smooth, sudden motion—he flipped her over so that he was looming above her, his thick shaft still buried to the hilt in her pussy.

  “Lizabeth,” he murmured, his voice almost inhumanly deep as he looked her in the eyes.

  The Dark Twin—that’s the Dark Twin coming out, she thought and felt a thrill of fear mixed with lust. Lone might be all sweetness and light when he was serving her in his Light Twin capacity, but his darker half was a little bit scary. Scary and sexy as hell, she admitted to herself. She just hoped she could handle him like this.

  “Lizabeth,” he growled again, holding her eyes with his own. “You’re mine now. I let you fuck me and now I’m going to fuck you—going to ride your sweet pussy long and hard until I fill you with my cum and bond you to me forever.”

  “Yes,” Lizabeth whispered breathlessly, a shiver of erotic delight shooting through her at the hot, dirty words. “God, yes Lone—make me yours! Yours forever.”

  “Forever,” he agreed and began to move.

  Had Lizabeth thought she was stretched to capacity before? Well, it was nothing to this—to the intense sensation of his thick shaft plunging inside her, fucking her hard and claiming her as his. The broad head of his cock gave the mouth of her womb a hard, deep kiss with every stroke he made inside her, shooting sparks of intense pleasure all through her. She found she was crying with wordless need and desire as she took all he had to give and more.

  She closed her eyes at the intensity of the sensations running through her but then she heard Lone make a noise of angry protest.

  “No, Lizabeth,” he told her in a low, commanding voice. “No, open your eyes and look at me. I want to see it in those gorgeous eyes of yours when I fill your pussy with my cum—when I fill you up and bond you to me.”

  “Yes,” Lizabeth whispered, moaning softly, looking up at him. “Yes, Lone—oh yes, please.”

  “I can feel you getting close again,” he growled, still thrusting hard and deep inside her. “Can feel you getting ready to come for me—come all over my cock. But I think you need a little something…more.”

  Reaching down, he scooped his muscular arms under her thighs, splitting her even wider, opening her more for his cock so that he could get even deeper into her.

  “Oh!” Lizabeth gasped as the new position made her feel even more intensely vulnerable. God, had she ever been so open for any man? She knew she hadn’t. It was scary and yet, it felt good too—good to give herself to Lone this way and let him pound into her and claim her in such a hot, primal way.

  “Touch yourself, Lizabeth,” he growled, looking into her eyes. “Pet your pretty little clit while I watch you—while I fuck you. I’ll tell you when to come.”

  “All…all right,” she half-moaned. Slipping her fingers between her legs, she stroked the throbbing little button as he continued to thrust hard and deep inside her. “Lone,” she gasped. “Oh, God…Lone…”

  “That’s right, call my name when you come,” he told her, thrusting even harder. “Let me hear you call for me while I fill you with my seed—while I make you completely and totally mine.”

  “Yes,” she cried. Her clit was aching with need as she stroked rapidly over her slippery folds. “Oh God, I’m so close…don’t know how much longer I can hold out, Lone!”

  “Then come now, sweetheart,” he growled. “Come for me while I come inside you—while I tie us together for life.”

  He leaned down and took her mouth in a kiss so heated it was almost brutal and at the same time she felt his cock thrust deeply into her and then swell even thicker, if that was possible. Then the first hot spurt of cum bathed the mouth of her womb and Lizabeth couldn’t help herself, she was coming again—coming so hard she actually saw stars exploding behind her eyes when she dared to squeeze them tight just for a moment.

  When she opened them again, Lone was looking right at her.

  “I love you, Lizabeth,” he growled softly. “Love you forever. Now you’re mine and I’ll never let you go.”

  Holding her eyes with his, he came inside her and did as he had promised, tying the two of them together for life and eternity and all the lives after.

  Twenty-Four

  “So you’re completely healed and the two of you are fully bonded now?” Kat asked as Liv bustled around, taking Lizabeth’s blood and putting the sample into a small, coffee-cup sized machine that buzzed and hummed quietly to itself in the corner of the exam room.

  “Yes to both—fully and completely.” Lizabeth smiled at her friend.

  “And how did you manage that, doll?” Kat asked, looking interested. “I mean not the healing—I’m not surprised about that. But the bonding? I’ve never heard of anyone who managed to have a complete bond with a Twin Kindred who’s missing his twin. To tell you the truth, I kind of thought it might be impossible.”

  “What? You never told me that!” Lizabeth exclaimed. “If you’d told me it was supposed to be impossible—”

  “You never would have tried it,” Kat said, smiling at her mischievously. “Besides, I had an idea that the Goddess would help the two of you out. You were meant to be together—that much is clear.”

  “Well, I can’t argue with that,” Lizabeth said, giving her friend a grudging smile. “And as for the Goddess…” She paused, not quite sure how to continue.

  “Well? What about the Goddess?” Kat asked encouragingly. “Go on—spill.”

  “I don’t know if this will sound crazy or not,” Lizabeth said carefully. “But, well…when I was, uh, trying to figure out a way to bond with Lone, I heard this voice in my head and it told me exactly what to do.”

  “That was the Goddess all right.” Kat nodded decisively. “She drops in from time to time when you least expect it. So go on—what did she tell you to do?”

  “Well…” Lizabeth frowned thoughtfully. “It’s kind of complicated. You know how sometimes you don’t know with Twin Kindred babies which will be the Light Twin and which one will be the Dark Twin until a few weeks after birth?”

  “I have heard that,” Kat said. “Although it wasn’t that way for mine. War and Peace were pretty obvious, right from the start.” She frowned. “And I would have thought that Lone would be the Light Twin for sure, even though his brother died at birth so his parents didn’t know.”

  “I always thought so too,” Lizabeth admitted. “But while we were at the Tower of the Higher Mind some decidedly Dark Twin characteristics came out. Especially when he came to rescue me from those horrible Friezens.”

  She shivered, remembering the bloody scene—then pushed it away from her mind. With Lone’s help, she was beginning to work through her trauma from that awful night, but she still didn’t want to dwell on it.

  “Really?” Kat looked interested. “So he went all primal caveman on you, huh?”

  “You have no idea,” Lizabeth told her. “And let’s just say he can be a, uh, primal caveman in the bedroom too. As well as going the other way and having me be in charge. So he’s kind of…two in one, if that makes any sense. Both the Light Twin and the Dark Twin in the same body.”

  She couldn�