Page 33 of Cowboy Wolf's Kiss

“Goddamn, Angel, look at you.That’s it.Let me in.Let go, and let me in,” I grunted, taking over the pace.

I flipped our positions, pushing her legs wider with my body as I slammed my hips into hers.

Fuck.

“Emmet!”she moaned my name, scratching at my shoulders, her blue eyes, wide and lust-glazed, and so damn pretty.

She was so warm.

So soft.

So mine.

“Need you to come for me, Angel.Come for me so I can claim you again.This time with you looking right at me,” I growled long and deep, more beast than man.

“Oh God.I-I’m coming,” she mewled, and her eyes widened, and that was when I struck.

My fangs sliced through her soft, pale skin like a hot knife through butter.I sipped from her life’s blood, and drank her deep, sealing her wound with my saliva as I licked the marks.

A primordial sense of pride filled me, knowing she would carry the scar of my bite on her forever.

Oh, this woman was mine.

Broken or not broken.It didn’t matter.I had a purpose now.

Jezebel was my reason.She was my everything.Demon snarled at the rightness of that statement, the Wolf building bridges between our souls faster than I could wrap my head around it.

Tonight, I was claiming something,someone, for myself.

Tonight, I was going to worship Jezebel’s heavenly body with every bit of mine.

I was going to prove to her that I meant this claiming down to my very soul.That long since under used muscle began to thump steadily inside my chest as I breathed in her delicious, sultry scent.Her arousal was fucking intoxicating.

She didn’t understand, could not possibly know, what this all meant.Caught up in the myth and magic of it, in the pleasure we conjured with every kiss and caress.The way she looked at me, as if I was something good and worthy of her, sent my pulse racing.

Oh, we’d talk in the morning.I would tell her all of it.My past.My problems with Demon.But not tonight.

Tonight was for showing my sweet Angel what it meant to belong to the Wolf.

Tonight was for breaking barriers and building bonds.

Tonight was just for us.

No one else existed in this bed we made together.

“You ready for me, Angel?Can you take me again?”I growled the question, my hand closing over her throat as I angled her head where I wanted it.

I kept her gaze, my dick still inside her, growing hard as I watched her blue eyes spark with lust-filled heat.

“Yes.Oh, yes,” she murmured, lifting her head the little bit my hold would allow, and licking into my mouth as she wrapped her arms around me.

Fuck me.

She was perfect.And I was falling for her hard and fast.This was more than claiming.This was loving.

Tonight, the rest of the world could go fuck itself.Right here, right now, it was only about me and mine.

Mate.

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