“This is what happens when you send me away, I find ways to make you suffer.” My tongue flicked across the head of his cock, light enough to make him want more, not too light he couldn’t feel it.
His chin dropped onto his chest, his eyes meeting mine, and he met my gaze. Seeing my need despite my attempt to draw out his pleasure, he stepped back, leaving me chasing him with my mouth, not giving me a chance as he hauled me to my feet.
You’re so fucking beautiful, he whispered in my mind, turning me, bending me over the bed, sliding the tip of his cock over my clit, chuckling when my back arched, my hips thrust, desperate to be filled.So insatiable, he chastised playfully as his fingers danced over my clit.
“Stop teasing me and fuck me,” I growled at him, my demand ending on a cry as he slammed into me with one push, and I knew his control had finally snapped.
He was so deep. So thick. Filling me. Stretching me. The bond practically purred between us as his cock pounded into me. Wolfe withdrew and then slammed back into me, again and again, until I could barely hold myself up under the power of his movements. One hand curled around my breast, the other dipped between my legs, stroking, teasing, circling, and Icouldn’t move. I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, I wanted to come.
I need to come.
Not yet. His voice was dark and filled with lust, and my body opened even more for him as I spread my legs, giving him more room. I felt him fold his body over me, his lips at the back of my neck.
“More.”
I didn’t know if he said it out loud or in my head, but I was being turned, the hard floor against my back, and his weight was over me as he slid back in. He raised himself, my knees were pushed up, and then he was there, driving his hips into me with a passion and fury that edged me even more.
It was too much…it would never be enough.
My hips rose to meet his. His eyes were closed, his face contorted into a grimace of pleasure, and when he opened them, his eyes blazed white with his alpha power.
The bond crested between us.
My orgasm chased it. Wolfe heard my whimpering plea, and his hand was between us, circling my clit, stroking over me, giving me everything as he drove his cock further into me, as I arched and bucked beneath him.
My body locked around his. He slammed into me one final time, his howl ripped from his throat as he buried himself deep and gave in completely, his release like a bolt of electricity through the bond.
I felt it. All of it.
Possession. Surrender. Completion.
He bit into my flesh, that soft spot between my collarbone and my neck, his teeth sinking deep, blood spilling over my shoulder as he spilled inside me. He marked the spot where I wore the ash mark of our marriage bond, and I came again at therealization, my walls clenching around him, hearing him groan in satisfaction as our bodies shuddered in release.
I was marked now—by fire and flesh and soul.
He didn’t move for a long time.
We stayed pressed together, hearts racing, breath tangled, the floor at my back, his hands still gripping my hips like he wasn’t sure I was real.
His voice was hoarse when he spoke. “It’s done.”
I nodded, too overwhelmed to speak. My hands trembled against his shoulders.
And even though the fire had settled, even though the wildness had passed—something permanent had taken its place.
Something that was ours.
Chapter 28
Wolfe
The scentof her was everywhere.
It clung to my skin, soaked into my clothes, marked my mouth. It was in my blood now, her heat still curling beneath my flesh, simmering low and steady—claimed, completed, sealed.
I hadn’t wanted to force it. But Luna, forgive me, I’d never felt anything morerightthan when I had taken her.
She was sleeping now, tangled in the sheets I’d stripped off the bed and dragged to the floor when we couldn’t even make it to the mattress. Her body curled against mine, soft and boneless, and I wrapped myself around her like I could keep the world out with just my arms.
