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“Jackson… I’m going to—” My words cut off as a full-body shudder works through me. I squeeze my eyes closed, spots dancing behind my lids as my head pounds.
My brain feels like it's about to explode.
Is it possible to die from too many orgasms?
But there’s no stopping Jackson. I feel the thick head of his cock press against my entrance as he rubs through my wetness for a couple of strokes before he slips inside. There is no resistance—I’m too wet for that—but there is a sense of fullness and a pinch as my pussy stretches around his girth. I cry out, unable to help myself as he fills me. My fingers spread against the wall, trying to find purchase.
Jackson runs a hand over the small of my back, the motion relaxing. “Try to breathe, sweetheart,” he says. “This pussy was meant to take me.”
I suck a breath in through my nose as he commands, as my body gets used to the feel of him inside me. After a moment, he reaches around my front to pinch my clit, sending a wave of need through me at the same time as he pushes deeper.
I gasp, but it is a mix of pleasure and pain as he presses his pelvis flush against my body, buried to the hilt. My pussy clamps around him, making us both groan.
“Everything about you is perfect,” he tells me.
His pace is frantic, and his strokes are hard as he slams into me, almost pulling out before thrusting back inside. If I had the strength to hold myself up without the support of the wall, I would roll my nipples between my fingers, but I am barely able to keep myself from falling forward as he hammers into me.
That familiar pleasure starts to build once again between my legs, and I get lost in it. When I go over the edge once more, I can’t stop the scream that tears out of my throat.
Jackson’s hips stutter, losing the rhythm of his strokes as he spills his seed inside me. For a moment, neither of us moves—his cock pinning me in place, my body too spent and rung out to do anything but stay there with him.
There is a layer of sweat covering my skin, and I see goose bumps on my arms. I’m not sure if I’m cold or overwhelmed, but tears brim in my eyes, even though I will myself not to cry.
I don’t want to freak him out, but it’s like my body is welcoming him back to me. Like muscle memory, it remembers the feel of him.
I’m dizzy, my face hot, my skin slick as I try to catch my breath. I had no idea sex could be like this between unmated werewolves. We were taught that only mates can have meaningful unions, but everything about what Jackson and I are doing feels so connected.
I love him.
The thought drifts through my mind as my wolf bays her satisfaction. We both want him. Need him.
This isn’t about sex or even magic. This is about so much more.
He is mine, and I will fight anyone who tries to take him from me.
But we’re about to embark on a dangerous path. I should leave him behind, knowing he’s safe, but I can’t. It’s selfish of me, but I don’t want to be without him.
I try not to focus on all the things that could go wrong fighting the Order. At least if we die, I will have tasted soul-deep happiness, even if only fleeting.
“We’re not going to die.” His heated breath sends a shiver down the side of my neck.
“I didn’t realize I said that out loud.” My fingers wrap around his forearm as he plays lazily with my breast, circling the nipple between his fingers and making me gasp.
“Is that why you wanted to have sex? Do you think this is the last time we get to do this, Dove?”
He pulls out, leaving me feeling sore and sated as his other hand strokes lazily through my folds, coating his fingers with my wetness and his cum. This time, there is no mistaking my arousal. I can smell it.
“We’re about to embark on some crazy journey, Jackson,” I say, my eyes staring at the wall in front of me. I don’t want to face him, to see his expression as I say this. “As much as I hope we survive it, there are no guarantees. Tomorrow isn’t promised.”
He pulls his fingers free from my pussy, and I make a whining sound at the loss of his touch as he turns me around. My body is so shaky, I can’t stop myself from leaning into his support. I think he broke me.
I wait for him to say something, but his eyes just scan my face. Then he drags his fingers over my lips, spreading our combined fluids there. I can taste myself and the saltiness of his cum. It shouldn’t be arousing, but my whole body is on fire as I lick my lips.
“I will never allow anything to happen to you again,” he says in a soft voice, his eyes roaming over me. “I lost you once, Dove, and it nearly drove me to insanity. I’ll cut down a thousand hunters to keep you safe. Do you understand me?”
I nod, my fingers trailing over his chest. “That works both ways. I’m not letting anyone hurt you either, Jackson.”
He kisses my mouth, groaning as he tastes me on his lips. “I’m so proud of you. You’ve been through so much, and your strength at every turn just amazes me.”
