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Fuck, she’s speaking my language! How does a guy resist?
Gripping my engorged cock, I guide it to her, pressing the crown to her entrance. She lifts herself against me, accepting and encouraging me. I push inside her, going as slow as I can, muscles shaking with the effort of holding back.
I sink into her, watching every expression that flits across her beautiful face, searching for pain, but I see only ecstasy.
“God, you feel so good,” she moans, writhing beneath me. “Like warm steel, stretching and filling. Keenan, don’t stop.”
I press forward, urged on by her words, bottoming out as she takes my entire cock. I search her mind and find a streak of pain. As I try to pull out of her, easing the pressure, she digs her nails in. “Don’t stop!” she commands in a guttural voice.
Grinning, I press back inside her, feeling her stretch to take my width. Once I’m sure she’s okay, I lose myself in her. Burying my face in her hair. I lift her to my chest, holding her off the rocky ground as I fuck her. Soon, my wolf brain takes over, and I thrust into her with passion, over and over, imprinting on her.
Magic flows through me, my instincts telling me this is the natural order at work.
Her face is screwed up in concentration and she’s never looked so beautiful to me. “Vanessa,” I whisper in her ear. “Look at me, sweetheart.”
She does and I kiss her before saying, “I love you.”
She explodes beneath me, her pussy spasming, taking my cock in an iron hold, milking me. I grunt, throwing my head back, a howl of pure ecstasy ripping from my throat as I come inside my mate, bathing her with my warm seed.
As I collapse, I roll, pulling her with me to settle on top of my chest. We’re still connected, my cock refusing to relinquish its hold.
She wiggles around, finding a place to settle. “I love you, too.”
I barely catch the whisper as she falls asleep in my arms on the precipice of a cliff.
Chapter 20
One Fine Day
VANESSA
“Vanessa, over here!” Someone shouts.
Another yells, “Vanessa Bedalia!”
“Can I get your autograph?” asks another.
Beaming, I step toward the small crowd gathered outside the Mesa grocery store. “Of course!” I reach for a photo of my headshot, handed to me by a fan, and sign it with the Sharpie I now keep in my purse. I was stunned the first time it happened, but I’m getting used to the attention.
It’s been two weeks since we’ve been back from our Wolf-Haven visit. While we were away, the marketing team for the film went into overdrive and everyone in Mesa now seems to know my name.
“Back off!” Keenan snarls shoving our grocery cart to the side and stepping toward the crowd, elbowing them away from me.
“Prince Keenan Wolven-North!” a woman shouts, shoving a picture of a wolf at him.
I snatch it from her, frowning. “His wolf looks nothing like this. If you’re going to obsess over my mate, at least get it right. He’s not grey, he’s white, and his ears are bigger.”
The one downside to my newfound fame is that Keenan seems to be gaining just as much attention. I don’t mind sharing the spotlight, but I do mind that his adoring fan club is mostly women going ga-ga over my handsome wolf boyfriend. He doesn’t seem to care, and in fact, seems downright hostile toward them, which takes away some of my annoyance.
I stay and sign headshots and notebooks for a few minutes while Keenan growls at them impatiently from my side, which only sends a thrill through his fans. I’ll need to remember to tell him that his intense growls merely rev their motors.
“We’re leaving.” He pulls me away from the group as I sign one last autograph and wave goodbye.
“If it bothers you so much, we can get our groceries delivered.” I lift a bag from the cart, which he takes from me and places in the back of the Jeep.
“You love it, so we’ll keep coming back until you hate it.”
I kiss him and climb into the vehicle while he closes the hatch. If there’s one thing I can always count on, it’s Keenan’s desire to give me all the things in the world that make me happy.
