Her scream sends me over the edge, and I slam into her one last time, roaring when my seed shoots out. The headboard shakes against the wall as my mate’s pussy tightens around my length again and again.
Her scream is relentless as our orgasms go on and on. I buck again and it feels as if my body is completely out of control. It feels as though it goes on forever until stars explode in my vision.
We stay locked as one, our bodies spasming, our skin slick with sweat, until I collapse on top of her. She pants in my ear, and her body turns to jelly.
Minutes, hours, days pass. I can’t be sure. All I know is that we were just transported to another dimension.
“Oh. My. God,” she finally breathes.
I’m panting too hard to respond. It still feels as if I can’t get enough oxygen. My mate has completely wrecked me.
“That was amazing,” she whispers.
I press my forehead to hers before kissing her softly.
When we both finally come back to reality, I push up on my forearms so I’m not squishing her completely, but I still struggle to speak. All I can do is stare into her eyes, completely at loss for words.
Sex has never—never—been that intense for me with anyone.
Brianna blows a strand of hair out of her eyes, then smiles lazily. She meets my gaze, and I know that my eyes are glowing because my wolf is so close. He still wants me to lean down, bite her, and claim her, but I know I can’t. Still, I don’t try to hide him.
Her chest heaves as she places a soft kiss on my lips. I kiss her back, my tongue flicking out to run along her lip.
“That was—” She moans and closes her eyes, obviously still savoring it.
I try to slow my breathing, but fuck, it’s hard. “The most incredible experience you’ve ever had?”
She nods.
“Same, baby. Same.”
Her lips part, and I lean down to kiss her again before I gather her in my arms. She snuggles into me, and our limbs entwine.
Outside, the sun has fully set and a deep red glow coats the horizon. I run my hand up and down Brianna’s back and hold her closely.
I’ve never been an emotional guy after sex, but fuck me if my insides aren’t twisting and turning right now.
I love her.
I love her more than I ever thought it was possible to love someone, and I think she loves me too.
“You are mine,” I growl.
“Yes. Always.”
Hearing her immediate conviction settles something inside my wolf. I can feel something crack in him, the deranged cocoon that encases his mind fissures.
The beast growls in contentment when Brianna settles in my arms to sleep. Our mate is safe. She’s with us, and she’s ours.
And if there’s one thing I’m certain of—that I feel all the way into my bones—is that this woman is made for me.
Now, I just have to figure out how I can keep her, because I know I’m never letting her go.
∞ ∞ ∞
I wake her again an hour later. The second time is slower and more reverent. We explore each other’s bodies instead of working into a fuckfest frenzy. Love shines in my eyes. I can’t hide it. So I hold her to me, cherishing her and loving her until she screams my name again.
And after that, we do it a third time, except faster and more urgent, our bodies demanding that we bite and claw until my alpha power rises up and puts my mate in her place.
She giggles when I do that. I think my mate has secretly harbored a crush for some nasty domineering sex, and my wolf-side is more than happy to comply.
So it’s not until the wee hours of the morning that we finally fall asleep, but come sunrise, we’re at it again.
I can’t get enough of her.
We make love two more times before we fall asleep and wake around nine in the morning for the day. And when we wake for good, we do it again.
“It’s like I can’t get enough of you,” she whispers when she spreads her legs.
“It’s because we’re a new mating,” I tell her. “It’s like this when all mates find one another.”
“But when will it be enough?” she asks when I slide inside her, and we begin to move.
I groan in pleasure but manage to say, “In a few months? There’s a reason newly mated couples are left alone by the pack.”