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Meeting your soulmate was supposed to be one of the best moments of your life. The bond had been the means of survival of the species. Those ties had helped humans survive for millions of years. It had been easy back in the day, dragging each other off into a cave or a forest to solidify the bond. But now, in the modern world, sometimes meeting your soulmate just caused a scene. Like when your business partner introduced you to his childhood best friend. In a very public place.
“You sure this guy won’t mind?” Poe asked. “I mean, if you two haven’t seen each other in so long, I don’t want to be in the way.”
Finn waved a hand absently as they weaved through the full sidewalk. “She,” he emphasized, “is staying for a week. We’ll have lots of time to spend together, plus Rose hasn’t met her yet so we’re already going to be doing some group stuff too. If you wanted to join.”
He shook his head, not wanting to feel like he and this Rey were on a double date with Finn and Rose. Because that’s exactly what it would feel like. He was too old for that crap anymore. He’d done the dating thing. He’d done the waiting patiently thing. And he still hadn’t met THE ONE. Romance, especially with Finn and Rose, the perfect example of soulmates, just depressed the hell out of him these days. Most people didn’t meet their soulmate young, but he was in his thirties … he was tired of waiting.
Finn stopped short, entering the small restaurant he probably would have missed if he was looking for it on his own. He let Finn talk to the hostess, following along when she escorted them to a table near the window. Someone was already there, head tilted down as they looked over a menu.
It didn’t happen the way he had always expected. The world shifting into slow motion with two people drawn to each other like in the movies. Instead, it was instantaneous; one moment she was nothing but Finn’s friend then Rey looked up and their eyes met, and he knew he would die for this woman.
The order of events was jumbled a little, but he was pretty sure Finn was talking but it was a dull hum in the background. It didn’t matter to him in the slightest, only getting closer to her did. He couldn’t focus, only knowing that she was on her feet in front of him now. The dull hum that he thought was Finn was getting louder but all that mattered was her, in his arms as soon as possible.
Rey looked up, seeing those dark eyes startled her into motion. It was the strangest sensation, not feeling in control of herself but wanting to move just the same. Everything in her told her to move closer, be nearer and she surrendered to it voluntarily. She was in the man’s arms in seconds, feeling the warmth and comfort there like he’d been made just for her. Considering what must be happening, he probably was.
Her eyes refused to blink, refused to look away from the man in front of her. Until his lips touched hers. It was nothing like the fumbling she was used to; his mouth was firm as he took control. She felt like she was falling, or the world was moving without her. Down was up and up was down and nothing made sense except for the man holding her steady.
A small whimper escaped her when he pulled away; before the rest of the world rushed back. Finn’s voice registered for the first time, asking if she was okay. Yelling at the man keeping her grounded. Yelling the same word over and over - Poe. It sparked a familiarity, but she couldn’t think properly. There was an instinct; a need to defend this man from any threat. It truly hit her what was happening when Finn started demanding an Uber for them. Glancing back at this man she had just met, she fell back into that haze. He was hers.
She could have sworn he - Poe growled when Finn stepped between them, but it did clear her head a little. He spoke slowly to her, hands hovering near her shoulders but looking almost afraid to touch. “A car is coming to get you both. You need to hold on for just a few minutes, okay?”
Holding on seemed like a perfect idea to Poe, almost snatching Rey away from Finn. The logical part of his brain knew it was stupid. Finn was happy with his own soulmate; he would never betray her or anyone he cared about. But the inescapable thought of ‘MINE’ refused to go. He entwined her fingers with his, relaxing almost immediately when she squeezed back. But he could feel her again, the delicate skin on the back of her hand that made him want to feel all of her. Her slender but strong fingers, capped with blunt nails he wanted to feel digging into his shoulders. He tugged her closer, ecstatic when she initiated a kiss.
He wasn’t sure how long they stayed there, exploring each other’s mouths. And if he were honest, a few other places. Until someone made the mistake of touching him. Thrown out of his sense of bliss, he paused when the poor waiter paled and pointed outside. Finn, he was going to owe Finn so much when he came out of this, looked about ready to tear his hair out.
“Uber!” he shouted, complete with hand gestures. “Go home!”
He nodded to his friend until he felt the tug at his arm. Rey was stronger than he would have thought, easily dragging him towards the door. He took a few quick steps, putting himself in the lead. They were inside in less than a minute, but it still felt like an eternity. The car was one of the specialty ones, customized for situations like this. There was a privacy screen from the driver, but also a small divider to stop people from going all the way.
He looked at it, beyond annoyed. Rey didn’t seem to care, leaning over as far as she was able to cling at him. Taking full advantage of the moment, he used the short drive to suck and lick at her neck. When they arrived, he was absurdly proud of the marks that littered her skin. They needed to separate again, Rey exiting the car while he fumbled for his keys. The second he felt the jagged metal teeth, he bolted out the door, attaching himself to her. The normally short walk up the driveway tripled as they tried to navigate while attached at the mouth. He should have been more worried, that complete Karen across the way would probably start screaming about THE CHILDREN if they didn’t hurry.
Rey tugged at his shirt, pulling it up and out of his pants to enjoy the hiss Poe gave as her thumbs brushed across his abs. If it weren’t for the recognizable sound of keys hitting concrete, she probably would have continued. Poe groaned as he pulled away, giving her a glance at his ass when he bent over to retrieve them. A woman with purple hair begun screaming incomprehensibly which spurred Poe into action. The door was unlocked, and a strong arm pulled him inside, slamming it behind her.
After the snick of the lock, they were alone, at least she assumed they were when Poe dropped the keys on the small table near the door. Never in her 21 years had anyone looked at her the way he was now. She didn’t think it was possible to feel this wet, clenching her thighs together like the dam would burst any second. Poe must have seen the action, smirking as he approached her, backing her into a wall. His hands immediately went to her ass, hoisting her up as he rocked his cock against her centre.
They both moaned, rubbing furiously against each other as Poe shuffled them down a hall she hoped led to his bedroom. The world shifted suddenly as he leaned her over, dropping her a short distance onto a plush surface. Looking up, she watched as he tore at his shirt, several buttons flying in his haste. She copied him, sitting up to pull at the sundress she’d worn, glad the stretchy material slid over her head with ease. Poe was pushing frantically with one foot, trying to get his leg out of his pants.
Mission accomplished, Poe looked up only to see Rey spread out on his bed in just a strapless bra and pink polka-dotted underwear. His erection bobbed, reminding him to remove his last bit of clothing. He could feel her eyes on him, gasping a little as he revealed himself. He knew he wasn’t on the small side but grinned anyway. Rey reached back, unsnapping her bra and throwing it off to the side before she leaned back onto her elbows, her bent legs spreading wider in invitation. It was too much for him, sliding into the cradle of her body. She was warm as he removed the last barrier between them but when he came in contact with her centre, she was scorching. His hips bucked on reflex, gliding right into her wet heat with a drawn-out moan.
The haze he’d been feeling since he’d seen her waned, their bond complete. He looked into her eyes, and he could see it happening to her too. Biological imperative could be a bitch. He shifted slightly, going to withdraw when her legs wrapped around his waist. Her hands slid up his chest, cupping his face.
“If you stop now, I’m going to have to kill you.”
Rey could see the threat took a second to register, Poe’s eyes widening before he laughed. “Can’t have that, now can we,” he teased.
It hit her then, stiffening a little. He stopped, looking at her in concern. She wasn’t even entirely sure that was his name. “Wait, you are Poe, right?”
He simply nodded. “And I hope like hell you’re Rey.”
She nodded in return, a little too vigorously. They both gasped when it made Poe shift, sinking into her a little deeper. “Do you still want … I mean we can-” he stuttered.
She cut him off with a yes. “Condoms?” she added. “I’m not ready for … well, diaper duty.”
He looked a little relieved with that. Moving away, she watched as he walked around the bed to the far nightstand, searching the top drawer until he found one. She was a little mesmerized; clear headed or not, watching the play of muscles on this man was almost enough to be considered foreplay. Poe walked back to her before rolling it on, the afternoon sunlight allowing her to see every ridge and vein before he covered them.
She expected him to start where they had left off, but he surprised her with a kiss. All of their previous ones had been frantic, a need to be as close as possible. This one was completely different; Poe moved to hover over her as he kissed her again and again, never quite giving her what she wanted. Tangling her fingers into his curls, he finally gave in, exploring each other until he pulled away to breathe.
Still, he didn’t do what she expected, kissing her briefly before moving to her chin, then jaw and finally to her neck. He huffed a little. “I might have gone a little overboard with the hickeys,” he whispered as he skipped that part of her to move to her clavicle. “How can I make it up to you?”
“Fuck me,” she whined, bucking her hips into his.
Poe laughed; a deep chuckle escaping him as he nosed at her skin. “Not yet,” he replied between kisses as he moved downwards. “I need to do this right the first time.”
Opening her mouth to retort, he snagged a nipple between his teeth. He bit down gently, barely scraping the skin, but it was enough to make her cry out. He didn’t stop, alternating between his teeth and tongue until she was panting. Just when she thought she was free of his torment, he repeated it on the other side, soothing each small bite.
Her hips jerked frantically, looking for some relief from the constant throbbing. She was babbling, saying his name over and over, not sure if she wanted him to stop or continue this torture forever. He seemed to sense it, releasing her nipple to look back at her.
“Please,” she begged, not entirely sure what she was asking for.
Poe shifted, lining himself up. Unlike their first attempt, he took his time, filling her inch by inch. It was agonizingly slow, but the stretch as he entered felt amazing. He refused to look away from her, pausing once he was fully in.
“Good?” he questioned, holding himself tense above her.
She nodded, not sure she could speak. It didn’t matter, Poe leaned in for a kiss, stealing her breath away. His hips slipped back, thrusting in again and again, keeping his pace steady. She wrapped herself around his hips, rocking up to meet him. He kept kissing her, lips hovering over her skin as he trailed from one part to the next. She was on overload, never having a partner who took such care. Whispered reassurances and telling her how beautiful she was were so foreign, but she could come to love this. When he shifted himself to one side and reached between them to circle her clit, she couldn’t contain herself any longer, crying out. He kept up the steady rhythm with his thumb, but his thrusts became jerky. Poe moaned as she released his hair, his eyes watching as she began to tweak her nipple. Two rapid pumps made him stall, mouth open wide as he came hard.
Poe pulled out, tying off the condom just to toss it aside. He latched onto her other breast, sucking greedily as his hand moved between her thighs. She followed him soon after, her body taut as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. Collapsing beside her, they both breathed harshly. He seemed to recover first, getting up to snatch the condom off the floor.
There was an adjoining room, probably a washroom since he returned with a damp cloth. By the time she had cleaned herself up, Poe had pulled out some clothing for them both. He seemed content to stay in his boxer briefs, so she only took the shirt he had offered.
“So … I have to say, it’s a little awkward,” Poe admitted. “I’d pretty much given up on finding you. And I didn’t expect it to be someone who lived out of town.”
She smiled, maybe life did have a way of working out for the best. “Well, I can help with one of those problems. I was going to tell Finn that I was accepted to graduate school here. I’ll be moving in a few months.”
His eyes lit up, rushing over to pull her into a hug. This wasn’t perfect. Even if they were soulmates, they still had a lot to figure out. Sinking into his embrace, she relished in this new feeling of completeness. Until her stomach growled. Poe laughed, stepping away with a brief kiss to her forehead.
“We never did get lunch,” he laughed, reaching to take her hand. “I think we earned it, don’t you?”