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Slowly, achingly slowly, he began to push inside, giving me a fullness I never experienced before, a completeness I didn’t know possible.

“So tight. So perfect.”

He started to move in and out with a steady rhythm. I matched his movements, meeting him thrust for thrust, loving the feeling of our bodies connected in this way. He was rightwhen he said he was the perfect size for me. Fuck. King was the perfect everything for me.

“Harder.” Was I begging? Absolutely, and I felt no shame about it. “Please!”

King obliged, his hips snapping forward with increased force and speed with each trip. The room filled with the sounds of our pleasure—moans, grunts, and the slap of skin on skin, and I was briefly concerned the kids might hear us until I remembered they were at a house overnight.

I felt the pressure building inside me. I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long. I wasn’t sure I wanted to.

“Alpha.” I clung to him. “I’m so close. Please…mark me. Make me yours.”

“Are you sure? There’s no backsies with a mating mark.”

“Yes. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

He reached between us and wrapped his hand around my cock, and that was all it took to have my orgasm barreling toward me.

“King!” I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to me as my cum shot between us and, when he was close enough, I sank my teeth into his shoulder, marking him as mine.

His teeth found my flesh as his cock swelled inside me, his knot sealing us together.

“Mine.” I kissed his mating mark.

“Mine.” His “mine” was more of a growl, and that somehow made it even more perfect.

Chapter Sixteen

King

Ryan could never be close enough for me. I turned my back on the morning sun and pulled him in closer, trapping him in my arms.

“You’re hot,” he said, trying to wriggle free.

“So are you,” I said, nipping at the back of his neck.

“Not like that. Like warm. Temperature.”

I chuckled loudly, letting him have some space. “That beast inside raises my temperature when he’s still healing me. Must be a lion thing.”

“I suppose.” The shift in his demeanor was immediate. He went from teasing to shy in a flat second.

“What is it?” I asked, skimming my fingertips over his naked hip.

“I…we mated.”

“We did. You are marked and so am I.”

He flipped around and faced me. His hand was cool to the touch as it pressed against my heated face. “It was… I was okay? I mean, after everything that was done to me, I…”

“Ryan.” I breathed his name, and body heat be damned, I moved flush with his body. “You were absolutely perfect,” I whispered and leaned in to kiss his lips. There was no lie in my admission. Ryan had been everything I dreamed about. He responded to every touch, every kiss. The sounds he made while I filled him were better than any fantasy. His channel tightening around me as my knot swelled…there were no words for the ecstasy.

“I never knew sex could be so loving, so caring. Before, it was…”

“You didn’t deserve that. No one does. And what we did wasn’t sex. We were making love. I love you. I think I told you last night, but…”

“I thought you said it by mistake.”

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