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I slide my hands up the curves of her body, exploring her with my mouth too. I take my time savoring every moment. My hands travel to her hips and slowly start to slide her panties down.

Her breathing becomes heavier, and I feel her body trembling with anticipation. I gently kiss the inside of her thighs as I inch her underwear down her legs.

Once her panties hit the floor, I spread her legs wider. Her vulnerability and beauty captivate me, and I take a moment to admire her.

“Such a pretty pussy,” I whisper, my voice thick with desire.

Everything about Wren is so perfect and inviting. I run my finger over her clit before trailing my lips from her knee all the way up to her core. My tongue darts, circling her clit slowly, exploring her with pleasure as I thrust two fingers deep inside her.

She shudders as I begin to fuck her with my mouth. Her moans are like music to my ears, and I can feel her body quivering beneath me. I continue to caress her with my tongue, faster and faster until her moans become louder and more intense, fueling my own desire.

Wren wraps her legs around me, pushing my head closer as she starts to climax. I keep my tongue and fingers fucking her pussy as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. She shakes and moans in pleasure, gripping onto me as her orgasm takes over her body.

Finally, when her breathing is even, I remove my own clothes, and I stand before her naked. My heart beats fast with anticipation and trepidation. Her eyes are on me as she sinks into the soft mattress and her wild hair covers my pillow. I reach for the condoms on the nightstand.

I carefully open the foil and roll the condom down my length, the anticipation and nerves tightening my grip. Kneeling in front of her, I pump my cock, trying to steady my trembling hands before gently setting it at her entrance. Slowly, I push myself inside her tight, warm core. Inch-by-inch, I mold myself, not only inside her warmth, but her soul.

There’s a mix of fear and excitement swirling within me as I continue. Questions popping up every second. Am I enough for her? Can I surrender myself completely? Yet, I push those thoughts away, immersing myself in this moment with her, determined to savor every minute.

I’m determined to figure out how I found myself in the place I thought I had lost everything. I came here with the idea that my life had stopped, and suddenly, this woman showed me the truth. The truth is that I’ve been lost until now.

I was lost until her.

She’s the person who found me.

She’s the place where I belong.

Once I’m fully inside her, I know she’s home.

When that sinks in, I move my hips deliberately, seeking a rhythm that matches the tenderness of our connection. I lean forward, capturing her lips with mine, wanting to taste her as we move together. My senses are heightened, and I drink in every moan, every flick of her tongue, cherishing the moment as she gives in to pleasure beneath me.

Our movements grow more intense, an exquisite dance of bodies molded perfectly together, as if she was made for me. She matches my hunger, kissing me with the same intensity, her body quivering and bucking with pleasure. As we move faster and harder, I can barely catch my breath, and an explosion of ecstasy rips through me.

I feel like I’m reaching for something beyond my grasp, and with one final thrust, we’re soaring to the heavens, transcending the ordinary and touching the corners of the universe where the most brilliant stars shine.

We both tremble in pleasure, our bodies still entwined, our hearts racing in perfect harmony. Lying there, basking in the aftermath of our passion, I feel as if nothing else in the world could ever compare to this moment.

As if nothing else could be better than surrendering myself to Wren.

Chapter Thirty-One

Drake

Wren falls asleep in my arms. I don’t have the heart to disturb her sleep, and I don’t want her to leave me this soon. If we could have a few more minutes—at least until midnight. All I want to do is hold her, be next to her. Lost in thought, I’m interrupted by noises outside my room. Grabbing a pair of shorts and a shirt, I slip out, trying not to wake her.

“So, you and the doctor are finally a thing, huh?” Callahan asks as I enter the living room where he and our brothers are gathered.

Fuck, I can’t have a moment of peace. What would it take to get permission from CQS to let me live outside the cabins and the ranch? Is that even possible?

Though I spoke to Finn about this, my relationship with Wren and my future, I never asked him about my accommodations. It’s not like I plan on moving out right now, but as I look at my obnoxious brothers, I wonder if I can do it soon.

“Are we having a slumber party?” I quip, though my stomach twists with anxiety. Why the fuck are they here?

“We could.” River grins. “Tell us about the horror story you unleashed. The one where you most likely will end in a tragic monogamy.”

“Enough. This isn’t why we’re here,” Magnus snaps, his stern gaze boring into River and me.

I study the tense faces of my brothers gathered in the living room. “What are you doing here?” I whisper, hoping they won’t wake Wren.

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