Fully embracing my future in this world.
Stars, I’d wanted him for so long. So very,verylong.
To finally have him in my arms… it almost resembled a dream. But it was real. Oh, soreal.
He pressed me into the marbled wall, his knot a brand against my lower belly. “This is going to be hard and fast, Vana,” he warned me. “We’ll take it slow back in the nest. But I’ve been without you for too fucking long, and I haven’t had nearly enough of you.”
“And whose fault is that?” I breathed, arching into him.
He nipped my lower lip. “Always sassing me.”
“Never going to stop,” I promised as he lifted me into the air.
He didn’t give me a moment to brace or to even consider what was coming, just entered me in a single thrust. I screamed, the intrusion painful yet absolutely what we both needed.
I wanted to feel this.
To know he was the one stretching me. Claiming me.Fucking me.
“Gods, I love you,” he murmured, his breath minty against my mouth. “I love you so fucking much, Ivana.”
His tongue silenced my response, forcing me to think it at him instead.I love you, too.
He growled, seeming to like that proclamation. Perhaps I hadn’t said it enough.
So I repeated it.
Again.
And again.
All while he fucked me just like he’d said he would.Hard. Fast. Thoroughly.
His hands gripped my hips so tightly that I knew there would be bruises. But I was too busy drawing my nails up and down his back to care.
This was a savage claiming.
A primalneed.
A long-awaited union between freshly mated wolves.
“Bite me,” he demanded. “Make me bleed, mate.”
I sank my teeth into his lip, causing him to grin against my mouth.
Then I went to his neck and bit him again. Harder. Right over his pulse point. His blood coated my tongue, forcing me to swallow his essence. He tasted so divine. Like my own personal treat.
Because that was exactly what he was—mine.
He rumbled in approval, his hips grinding against mine, forcing me to climb to new heights of pleasure. I clawed at him and bit him once more, this time on the other side of his neck.
One hand left my hip to fist my hair as he held me to him, silently commanding me to drink.
Stars, it was wild. Untamed. Everything I’d ever dreamt of.
Only he made that dream burn even hotter as he yanked my head away and back so he could return the favor. I jolted as his teeth met my pulse point, his lips hot against my throat.
It was feral.