Page 44 of The Wolf Guard's Mate

He let out a long breath. “You’re going to be the death of me, woman.”

“You wish you were that lucky.”

He laughed, dragging my mouth to his and kissing me deeply. He must’ve tasted his own pleasure on my tongue, but he clearly didn’t care.

His cock was covered in the slickness of my desire when he finally ended the kiss, and the way it was throbbing told me he was ready for another round. “Alright, the porch it is. I want you on your hands and knees though.”

“You’ve never taken me like that before.”

“I know. It’s long past time.” He squeezed my ass, then lifted me off the couch with him as he stood and spanked me lightly. “Come on.”

“Are you into spanking?” I teased.

“I could be, and something tells me you are.”

“With the right guy.”

He growled. “I am theonlyguy for you.”

I winked at him over my shoulder. “Exactly.”

We made it onto the porch, and he stepped back, swatting my backside lightly again. “On your hands and knees, Oli.”

I did as instructed, kneeling on the smooth, expensive wood. He kneeled too, hand wrapped around his cock.

Lifting my ass higher, he lined himself up and thrusted, filling me roughly.

I moaned in pleasure as he drove in deeper, smacking my ass lightly and growling, “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”

And soon enough, we were coming together, lost entirely in the way our bodies were connected.

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OLIVE

Everyone else was alreadyin the lounge when we made it there with minimal awkward run-ins. Jake congratulated us cheerfully when we passed him outside the Lodge, so no ripping off of heads occurred.

Fletcher had basically been adopted into the Savage family after Aspen mated with Enzo, so I wasn’t surprised at all to see him and Syd on the couch together. They were snuggled up all cutesy—and when I saw their matching bite marks, I nearly squealed.

Throwing my arms around her, I congratulated her, and she congratulated me too with a laugh.

Nova dragged me into her arms for a hug of my own, and her grin was genuine enough that I didn’t have to worry she was secretly pissed about me mating with her brother-in-law slash sort-of-ex.

Yeah.

That was forever going to be awkward for me.

Or for a few years, at least.

“Welcome to the family,” Clay declared, draping an arm over Hunter’s shoulder. Hunter pushed it off, but when Clay put it back, my mate grumbled and accepted the physical contact.

“Agreed. We’re a mess, but usually an entertaining one,” Aspen remarked, lifting a glass of whatever she was drinking toward us with a smile.

Enzo sat beside her with his arm over her shoulders, and he was grinning too.

The grin was slightly terrifying, but similar enough to Hunter’s that I was mostly cool with it.

Mostly.

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