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Levi sat up in one smooth movement, wrapping his hands around her hips to grip her ass. Hannah rocked her hips forward, leaning back to thrust against him, and felt his cock slamming into her.

He leaned forward, his lips and tongue finding her breasts. One of his big, strong hands stayed wrapped around her waist while his other slid up her back to support her so he could tease her nipples with his lips and teeth.

Hannah felt her inner muscles gripping him with a new intensity. He was going to claim her this time, and she knew it. The mate bond would be completely unbreakable once they had both made a mark with the strength of their animal sides. There was a trembling feeling inside her, something very much like fear.

Levi seemed to sense it. Perhaps he could even smell it. Hannah cried out, her voice bursting through her throat in short, sharp sounds she had no control over. She dug her fingers into his shoulders again, her fingernails much sharper than they had been a few minutes before.

My wolf is coming out to meet his tiger.

Levi groaned, the sound ripping from his throat and becoming a ragged gasp. His hands pinned her to him, and his thrusts sped up, his body moving beyond his control. Hannah went limp in his arms as his head fell against her shoulder.

Now they were both creatures of pure instinct, all pleasure without any thought. The deep, resonant groan ripped out of Levi again, and Hannah leaned her head back and howled as his claws marked her hip.

Her pussy clenched against him, her climax thundering through her with so much force that she could barely see. As she fell against his shoulder, the fiery blood scent was too much for her, and she instinctively opened her mouth and dug in her long fangs.

Levi roared. The full fury of his tiger rushed through him in response to the pain. Hannah felt his cock thicken inside her, and as he came in a throbbing, hot rush, she slowly retracted her teeth and gently licked the bite mark she had left on his shoulder.

For a few minutes, they stayed wrapped together, trembling with the power of the moment. Hannah’s heart slammed against her ribs as if it was trying to leave her body to beat inside Levi’s chest. She felt so connected to him that she wondered if it had already happened.

My heart certainly is his. Every moment from now on will be like this, our hearts as one, our bodies aligned, and our souls entangled.

Gently, Levi unwrapped his body from hers, and they lay beside each other. Hannah reached for him, touching his chest gently with her fingertips as he wrapped his strong arms around her.

She stretched out, enjoying the knowledge that there were no bad guys coming and no great cataclysms to avoid. She was finally free to enjoy peace, and furthermore, Hannah felt like she finally deserved it.

Levi looked at her, his eyes full of wonder. She reached up to kiss him, knowing that her pleasure was far from done … her tongue was still waiting to taste every inch of his sweet skin.

27

HANNAH

Hannah stood in front of the mirror, turning around slowly to check out her brand-new sapphire-blue dress. It was not the kind of thing she usually wore, but she had to admit, she liked it very much.

The color set off her dark hair and made her eyes appear even more green against her pale skin. The hard, athletic edges of her body had softened a little recently, and the neatly wrapped waist of the dress enhanced the curve of her breasts and the swell of her hips.

“I gotta say, you look pretty, girl,” she whispered to herself.

“What’s going on in there?” Levi’s voice rang out from the next room. “You better not be playing with yourself without me … we’ve had this discussion!”

Hannah giggled at the fake grouchiness of Levi’s voice. She smoothed the fine, silken fabric over her belly again and slipped on the elegant black sandals as she headed out to the main room.

Hannah and Levi were staying in a large suite at a luxury hotel, getting ready for a big event. As Hannah came out to the balcony, she was dismayed to see Levi was only partially dressed.

“What are you doing?” she said, exasperated. “I told you to get dressed ages ago.”

“I tried,” he muttered. “But I got distracted.”

Hannah shook her head as she looked him over. He had his dress pants on, and he’d thrown a shirt around his shoulders, but it wasn’t done up, and his jacket was thrown carelessly over a nearby chair.

“What is so important?” she asked, crossing her arms. He was fully involved in his phone, one thumb busily scrolling while he leaned forward as if he planned to dive into the screen. He’d barely even looked up as she entered the room.

“You’ll approve,” he said, grinning. He didn’t look away from the screen but gestured for her to come close. Hannah decided to humor him and went to stand behind his chair, running her hands over his shoulders and bare chest.

“See?” he said, pausing and zooming the screen. Hannah saw that it was a report from one of his charities in Africa, giving details about the new water treatment plant he’d helped to install. Now that the equipment was in place, several villages had clean drinking water and irrigation for crops.

“Okay, you’re right. I approve,” she chuckled. “I am so very proud of you, my love.”

Hannah leaned down and kissed his cheek, running her fingertips softly across his chest. She paused on one of his nipples and pinched it. He jumped and gasped, grabbing her hands and pinning her to him.

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