We walked in silence through the Keep, our arms full of all my gifts. He kept ncing sideways at me, that confident little smirk of his cracking just slightly with nerves. My own hands were shaking as I opened the door to my new room and tossed everything onto the bed without a second nce.
“You wanna run?” he asked, already tugging his shirt over his head.
“Yes, I breathed. “Now.”
We bolted for the back door, shifted mid run, and burst into the forest like lightning. Zuki’s red fur shimmered under the moonlight as she ran circles around Anton, Rylen’s massive wolf, who gave chase with a yful growl. Trees blurred past. Leaves crackled beneath our paws. The moon climbed higher, higher…
And then it hit. Midnight. We skidded to a halt in the clearing. Zuki and Anton faced each other, noses twitching. The air changed. Cardamom. Campfire. Sunlight. Wildflowers. It was them. It was us.
A slow circle. A low whine. Their energy shifted from yful to primal in a heartbeat, and I swear I could feel my soul trembling as they moved toward each other, brushing noses, licking gently.
Rylen’s voice in my mind was breathless. “It’s real, Taya. You’re mine.”
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And then our wolves gave in to their primal needs, wild, free and instinctive. Rylen and I respectfully retreated to the back of our minds as our wolves mated and bonded, this was private between them and there was no need for us to intrude. I felt peace. Happiness and contentment.
When they had finished, we shifted back and sneakily snuck back into the keep totally naked and giggling in each other’s arms. The second the door shut behind us, I pressed him against it like I’d been waiting years instead of
hours.
“Mine,” I whispered, my breath ragged against his throat. He was pure muscled perfection and I had to get onto my tippy toes <b>just </b>to kiss his massive tree ass.
He groaned, low and primal, his hands finding my hips and lifting me flush to his chest. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear that.”
His mouth imed mine again, hungry and insistent, all tongue and teeth and fire. We couldn’t get close enough. My hands were everywhere, in his thick brown hair, down his broad muscled back, dragging along those ridiculous abs. I pressed kisses to the sharp line of his jaw, biting lightly, and he hissed through his teeth like I’d branded him.
He began to caress my skin…slow and reverent, his fingers skimming gently like I was something rare and sacred. When his lips found the swell of my breast, I gasped and arched into him, my nails digging into his shoulders. He cupped me gently, then not so gently, his mouth teasing, his tongue swirling.
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<b>I </b>sucked in a breath, panting, “You’re so fucking hot Rylen.”
“Taya,” he rasped, “I want to memorize every inch of you.”
“You better,” I panted. “I’m not letting you forget any of it.”
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He lifted me like I weighed nothing<b>, </b>carrying me to the bed, his eyes devouring me like I was the only thing that had ever mattered. He kissed down my belly, his mouth hot and worshipful<b>, </b>leaving a trail <b>of </b>fire in his wake. My legs trembled under his touch, his hands firm on my thighs as he settled between them, looking up at me like a goddamn
sinner at the altar.
And stars, did he sin. His mouth lowered over my clit and the breath from his mouth already gave me goosebumps. He flicked his tongue over my swollen nub and my hips bucked up into his face as he proceeded to devour my soaked pussy. I writhed and wiggled under him, moaning his name.
He took his time, learning every sound I made, every gasp, every plea. His tongue was sin, his fingers pure magic, and I was alreadying undone before he ever even entered me.
When he rose above me, sweat slick and breathless, I wrapped my legs around his waist, my fingers tangled in his hair. “I want you,” I whispered, voice shaking. “Now.”
He paused, his gaze searing into mine. “Taya, are you sure? This… this is forever, and I know it’s your first time.” He searched my eyes, waiting patiently.
I kissed him like an answer, like a promise. “Then take forever,” I whispered against his lips. “It’s already yours<b>.</b>”
He slid his thick cock into me slow and deep, with a groan that rattled straight through my bones. My body arched instinctively, clinging to him, wrapping around him like we were made for this. I froze for a second with the pain as he pushed past the barrier and I hissed slightly. He paused, “Are you ok?” I nodded and grinned as the pain began to fade and he slowly started moving. My eyes rolled back into my head. Gods. I did not know it could feel this way.
Every motion after that was a rhythm older than time.
His name spilled from my lips over and over again, his hands tangled with mine above my head, holding me in ce while he moved inside me like he was mapping constetions with every thrust.
“Taya,” he growled, his forehead pressed to mine. “You feel like heaven. Gods you’re so tight.”
“You are heaven,” I moaned, tears burning behind my eyes. “Don’t stop. Please don’t ever stop.”
The pressure built until I shattered, crying out his name, my body pulsing around his. He followed with a ragged curse and a broken groan, burying himself deep as the world exploded in silver light.
The bond took hold like lightning, searing and eternal.
My skin burned with pleasure and something ancient as our marks appeared, mine along my ribs, curling like vines in soft silver script. His red across his chest, radiant and wild. We copsed, tangled and breathless<b>, </b>our hearts
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racing in <b>sync</b>.
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His arms wrapped tight around me, one kiss pressed to my shoulder, and I swear we both sighed in unison.
Not just lovers. Not just mates.
Bound by fate, and I would never let him go. Not ever. Zuki howled her agreement in our mind link and Anton sleepily growled his happiness.
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