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Anders felt a change in the air between them, a shift in Etta’s scent that made his nostrils flare.Something wild and feminine was awakening in her, responding to his wolf’s silent call.Her eyes flashed with a golden gleam that hadn’t been there before, and he recognized it instantly—her wolf, reaching for his.
Move, please, I can handle it,Etta urged, her hips already rocking against his, seeking more, her body instinctively responding to the mate bond forming between them.Her fingernails lengthened slightly against his skin, the partial shift happening without her conscious control.
Anders began to thrust, mindfully at first, and then with increasing intensity as Etta’s cries of pleasure grew louder and more insistent.His wolf paced restlessly within him, demanding he mark her, claim her, make her irrevocably his.Yet somehow, he sensed her wolf rising to meet his challenge, not submitting but joining, claiming him in return.
Their bodies moved together with desperate urgency, each powerful stroke driving them closer to ecstasy.Their breaths mingled, hot and ragged, punctuated by gasps and moans that filled the room with the sounds of their mating.Anders could feel the change inher—the way her muscles clenched around him with supernatural strength, the way her teeth nipped at his shoulder with newfound boldness.
Harder,Etta begged, her nails digging into his back, leaving marks that his wolf welcomed as badges of their passion.I want all of you.Her voice had deepened, a rumbling purr underlying her words that was distinctly lupine.
Anders obliged, her intoxicating scent driving his wolf into a frenzy.
Mine, mine, MINE, it howled with each powerful thrust, the possessive claim echoing through every fiber of his being.
To his surprise and primal delight, he felt an answering call through their strengthening bond—her wolf, newly awakened, growlingMinein return.
The realization struck him with breathtaking force—this wasn’t just his claiming; they were claiming each other, as true mates should.
The pressure built within him like a gathering storm, threatening to shatter his control.He wanted to hold on, to ensure her pleasure, but his wolf was fighting to the surface, demanding he complete the claiming of what belonged to him by ancient right.
As if responding to an unspoken command from his most primal self, they began rocking against each other with increased desperation.Etta wrapped her legs around his hips, urging him deeper into her welcoming heat.Anders saw the golden glow in her eyes intensify, her white teeth gleaming as her lips parted in a snarl of pleasure that was more wolf than human.
Then, with a growl that rumbled from the depths of his chest, Anders surrendered to his wolf nature.His canines lengthened, the partial shift taking hold as his wolf refused to be denied any longer.The scent of their arousal filled the air, a heady perfume that heightened every sensation.
You’re mine,he growled against her throat, the words barely human.My mate.Say it.
Yours,Etta gasped, arching against him.Then her eyes locked with his, a fierce golden blaze meeting his own.And you’re mine, Anders.My mate.
The words struck him like lightning, his wolf howling in triumph and submission all at once.This was what he had never expected—a mate strong enough to claim him even as he claimed her, her wolf rising through years of suppression to stake its own claim.
His wolf’s joy was boundless as Anders wrapped his arms around Etta, driving himself into her with fierce possession, pulling her closer as he took her, filled her, branded her with his essence.But now he understood—with each thrust, she was taking him too, her body accepting his while her wolf spirit wrapped around his own, binding them together in ways that transcended the physical.
MINE, his wolf roared, the claim reverberating through his entire being like thunder.My mate.Forever mine.
And mine, came her wolf’s answering call through their bond, startling and thrilling him with its clarity and power.My mate.My protector.My other half.
Anders’s entire consciousness focused on the searing, electrifying sensation where their bodies joined.He could sense Etta approaching climax, feeling her inner walls fluttering around him as she neared the precipice.His wolf recognized her surrender even as her wolf demanded his, the perfect balance of their natures creating a bond that would withstand anything.
His teeth grazed the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder, and Etta responded by turning her head, exposing her throat in the ultimate gesture of trust while simultaneously reaching up to mirror his action, her teeth finding the corresponding spot on his own neck.
Anders felt his heart nearly stop at this ancient ritual playing out between them, his mate instinctively knowing what to do despite her years separated from wolf knowledge.They were claiming each other, equally, completely.
Etta cried out, her body convulsing beneath him as her orgasm crashed through her with tsunami force.At the same moment, her teeth pressed against his skin—not breaking it but making her intent unmistakable.His wolf howled in ecstasy at being both claimed and claiming.
The rippling contractions of her release triggered Anders’s own climax, an explosion of pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.His cock pulsed inside her as his seed flooded her womb, his wolf howling in primal satisfaction as he marked her from within, completing their mating in the most ancient way.He pressed his own teeth against her neck, feeling her pulse race beneath his lips.
As the waves of pleasure gradually subsided, Anders felt a new connection between them—their wolves, once separate, now eternally linked.His wolf, strong and protective, was now matched with hers—fierce and loyal despite its long imprisonment.
They had both claimed and been claimed, the rare perfect balance of true mates who were equals in strength and spirit.Anders knew in that moment that he hadn’t just found his mate—he had found the other half of his soul, the white wolf who would run beside his own through all the days to come.
Mine.Forever.Always.His wolf settled into contented certainty.
Yours.Forever.Always.Her wolf answered with equal conviction.
Afterward, they lay together, their bodies still entwined and slick with sweat, the heat of their passion lingering.
I know we haven’t known each other long, but…Anders hesitated, the words catching in his throat.But there was no doubt in his heart, and he knew he had to be honest with her.Taking a deep breath, he continued,I love you.
Etta’s eyes widened as she glanced up at him, her body still trembling from the force of their union.For a moment, she seemed uncertain, as if she were searching within herself for the truth of his words.
