Zoey’s eyes darted back to his, “I claimedyou.”
His lips twitched slightly at the wonder in her, “You claimedme.”
“You’re mine.” Her lips curled upward and he nodded as he wiped a spot of blood from her chin, “You’re reallymine.”
“I’m yours baby. Always havebeen.”
Zoey fell against his chest again, wrapping her arms around him and squeezing him tight. He wrapped his arms around her too. They’d just had sex on the front porch of the cabin. They were both nearly naked and disheveled. He was still buried inside her. And she’d claimedhim.
His dicktwitched.
She moaned and her hips automatically rocked into him, “Again?”
“Always.” He licked his mark on her neck and she shivered, her body trembling with aftershocks. “I always want my littlemate.”
Zoey kissed the mark on his chest and sighed contently, “And I always want my big badwolf.”
He chuckled at that and felt his heart swell in his chest again. Laughter. He’d laughed more in the last twenty-four hours than he had in years. She made him smile. She made him laugh. She made him happy. And he was going to spend the rest of his life making herhappy.
He flipped her onto her back on the bench and she moaned. He shifted above her, inside her, driving them both crazy. And when she met his eyes he gave her his biggest, wolfishgrin.
“And this big bad wolf is gonna eat youup.”