{Allie’s P.O.V.}
Two weeks later
“f**k!” Dorian shouted as he came inside of me. After learning that my projection is what caused him to go for hours, I started to hold back a little bit, so I didn’t constantly blackout. It’s not to say that I held back all the time though. I collapsed on top of Dorian and caught my breath.
“I pray to the higher powers that this never gets old,” I tell him as I rested my forehead against his.
“Trust me, baby, it won’t,” he said and pulled me in for a kiss. “f**k,”
“What?”
“Allie, I think I’m stuck again,” I busted out laughing. For some stupid reason, if Dorian didn’t slide out fast enough, we would get fused. He held me close and we just embraced it. It typically meant
