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lubrication, and he squeezed my ass again. He filled me up so completely that I felt whole like I could breathe properly again, and that was the feeling I wanted to capture forever.

Without breaking his contact, I used my hips and legs to start building a rhythm. I tucked my hands under his jaw, forcing his face up to mine, and kissed him. His strength steadied me as I thrust myself up and down along the length of his cock. If he tasted himself on my tongue, he didn’t seem to mind.

Suddenly, I was under him again. I gasped in surprise at the movement. He gave me a cheeky grin, then his warmth disappeared inside and out. Before I had time to react, wild, wet heat slammed into my sex as Jace’s mouth settled there. My back arched off the bed as the most incredible pressure built up and he ravished my swollen clit with his tongue.

The air had left my lungs and I could barely get a breath to vocalize my pleasure. Perhaps it was payback for my lovingly torturous care. If that were the case, I’d make sure to repeat that performance every night from then on.

His fingers slid inside me then and coupled with the feel of his fiery tongue sliding rapidly through my folds, I felt the end approaching. He curled his fingers every time he slid in, applying pressure to a sensitive spot that had me gasping for release.

“Jace,” I moaned. His name was the only coherent thought I could form. My body was on fire and he was stoking the flames higher and higher with each stroke.

Jace pumped his fingers faster and closed his mouth over me, sucking hard even as his tongue continued sweeping back and forth. Euphoria crashed over me as my release came, but this time, he didn’t ease me down from it. Instead, he immediately stood and slammed his cock inside of me, intensifying my orgasm even further.

The friction of his cock rubbing against my overly sensitive walls was too much and another one had already started to build up, my core tightening in anticipation. He loomed over me, his gray eyes meeting mine, a questioning look in them. I tilted my head to the side, giving him my permission. That had been what this night was all about after all. I wanted to be with him, wanted him to claim me as his mate.

When his teeth met my flesh, any pain there may have been was overtaken by another powerful orgasm. Simmering heat rushed through me, filling me, spilling from me. He kept his pace for a few more seconds, then grunted into my shoulder, hips jerking spasmodically. Something clicked into place as if a single missing puzzle piece had been found and put where it belonged, making the picture whole. It was a link, sizzling and electric like a live wire that ran between us.

He was mine. I was his. Forever.

24

Porter

Home just didn’t feel quite the same anymore. Ever since I’d lost my mom, nothing was the same. Christmas had lost its luster, and I didn’t look forward to it this year at all. So, when my newfound brother invited me to come to spend the holiday with his family and clan, I jumped at the chance. I hadn’t been to Bluewater Coast since spring when I came and met Jace, then hung out for the clan weekend.

As supportive as my clan had been through losing my mom and after, there was nothing like being with family. Something about the clan in Bluewater felt like family. My brother, of course, but even his mom had been welcoming, and Jace’s Aunt Missy had been the best host I could’ve dreamed of. She’d taken me under her wing like one of her own. I actually put on a few pounds thanks to her cooking.

Not to mention, Hayden called me Uncle P. That had been really cool.

I walked across the bar and set the beers down on the table, then slid them to my brother and his friends. My new friends, as well. “Stop fucking around and just move already,” Jace said.

We were having a rare night with Jace off duty. He had two guys working tonight when normally only one did. That way if anything happened, they’d have a spare to handle it. I’d insisted on it. He needed a weekend night off every once in a while.

“Every time I go home, it’s a little harder to leave.” I shrugged.