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He kissed his way down her body and stripped her shorts and panties off, and then he stood and shucked his jeans. With a light tug on her knees, he pulled her to the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees.
“You’re a fucking feast, sweetheart,” he said with a growl.
And then he was licking her like she was his favorite piece of candy and everything in the world dropped away but them. He drove her to a quick climax, a shout of pleasure making her voice crack as waves rolled through her.
He climbed up her, his eyes glowing with his wolf, and fit the thick head of his cock inside her. Her head kicked back as he thrust hard and fast into her, and then he stilled, holding himself over her for a heartbeat. Their gazes clashed and he grinned, showing his fangs.
She shivered and hooked her legs over his hips. She couldn’t wait to be his mate.
As they made love, reveling in each other, she kissed him and whispered her love for him.
“I’m not scared anymore,” she said against his lips. “I’ve got you.”
“You will always be safe with me,” he said.
Then he drove her to another great height of pleasure, and just as she crested the wave of bliss, he sank his fangs into her neck and marked her as his. He lifted from her throat and growled as he came, his cock spasming inside her.
She shouted his name as happiness wove through her. He scored his tongue and licked across the wound to ensure it scarred, and then he tilted his neck so she could do the same tohim. When she’d marked him and made sure it would remain forever, the connection between them solidified, their bond as mates unbreakable.
As they both came down from the heights of pleasure, they snuggled on the bed and talked quietly about what they both wanted for the future.
A place to call their own.
A family.
And a life full of love.
She couldn’t wait.
Chapter
Eighteen
Brick had been to dozens of mating ceremonies over the years, but now it was finally his turn. He felt like he’d been waiting an eternity to find his truemate, even though the reality was that it really hadn’t been all that long in the scheme of a shifter’s long life.
He stood with his father at the bonfire next to Adam and Cinder. The fire roared in the pit, filled with special logs. Cherry for a sweet life, oak for loyalty, pine for fertility, and ash for protection.
He wore dark jeans and shoes but no shirt, plus the traditional woven leather bracelets the male gave his female during the ceremony.
Alli had wanted to come for the ceremony, but since it was for wolves only, she sent a gift basket. It was waiting for them at the garage apartment, where they were going to spend their mating night.
“I hear them,” his dad said with a low voice.
Brick’s heart kicked up a notch. He couldn’t wait to see his mate.
The pack went silent as the small group of females approached. Along with his mom and aunt, Jade had asked Doveand Brooke to help her get ready, females she’d enjoyed getting to know since she’d arrived in the pack.
He heard her delicate footsteps as she made her way to the clearing. The sun had set, and the woods were bathed in flickering light from torches set up around the perimeter of the clearing and the bonfire. However, he would have been able to see everything about her anyway. She positively glowed with happiness.
Mating would do that to a person.
Hell, he was sure he was glowing too.
The females left her to walk to him alone, carrying a cluster of white sage tied with raw cotton fabric that Cinder had blessed with her magic. The white sage represented cleansing and protection, the raw cotton symbolizing leaving the past behind and starting fresh. It was the perfect symbol for their future.
After tonight, she wasn’t only going to be his mate in truth but a full member of the Thorn Hollow Pack. Her past was behind her and she would now have the full support of his pack.
And him, of course.
