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“Don’t ever stop,” she pleaded, her hips meeting his as he thrust inside her.

“Never,” he promised.

As he made love to her, twirling the tip of his tongue over her taut peak, he smiled at their perfect fit. Her legs tightened, and he allowed her to roll him onto his back, her hair brushing over his chest. He marveled at her beauty as she threw her head backwards, her long locks spilling over her shoulders.

Willa impaled herself onto his rock-hard cock, grinding her hips, undulating on top of him.

“You’re going to kill me, woman,” he growled, gripping her ass.

As she brought her hands to her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers, she smiled. “You sure you’re up for me, Alpha?”

“Do I feel up to it?” He drove his hips upward.

“I seem to have lost all sense around you…Ahh…” Her hands drifted to his chest.

Willa’s head lolled forward, her hair grazed over his skin as she leaned over him. A low growl emanated from her throat, her lips brushing his chest. “My wolf. Fuck me. Fuck me hard, Alpha.”

Her words stirred Hunter’s beast. Suspecting Willa was far more Alpha than she’d let on, or perhaps knew herself, she’d push him further. His cock lengthened as her mouth drew closer to his neck.

Fuck, they’d never discussed the time of their actual mating. Yet it hardly mattered. With his dick so far in her he thought he’d never leave the bed again. No, his wolf would have her one way or another. In all ways. Sweet nothings or silence. Rough or gentle. All day. All night.

“Do you know what it means, Hunter? To accept to be my mate?”

Hunter could barely understand her question, her hips undulating on his. He speared his fingers into her hair, lifting it so he could see her face. The soft brush of her lips over his nipple contrasted with the bite of her fingernails stabbing into his shoulders.

“What? Ah…fuck…Willa, you test me.” He thrusted up into her, her slow deliberate teasing mouth torturing him.

“My Alpha.” Her whisper sounded like thunder in his ears.

“Jesus, woman. I’m gonna come.”

“Tonight…”

The hard suction on his shoulder took him by surprise, a sharp edge scraping along his skin. His wolf roared in response. She’s claiming me . The thought spun in his head as he struggled not to orgasm.

“You’re mine,” she whispered. “My king.”

“Ah…Jesus…oh Goddess,” Hunter cried out loud, the sharp sting of her teeth piercing his skin. What the fuck? Without warning she’d begun the mating process, hellfire sparking in his mind’s eye. A kaleidoscope of colors danced in his mind, her royal energy tearing through him.

Jesus Christ, what has she done? The Alpha’s dominance rose, his wolf feral for its mate. He’d never anticipated the mating happening so soon, but he lost control.

As she released her bite, Hunter flipped her over onto her back. His mouth crushed onto hers, tasting his own blood on her lips. His tongue probed her mouth, claiming her with his kiss. There was no turning back. Devouring her mouth, he drove his cock inside her. His savage beast urged him to take her in kind, but he mastered his wolf, still delaying the pleasure.

He wrenched his lips from hers, staring into her wild eyes. Flecks of fire danced in her pupils, her chest heaving with a ragged breath.

“Willa.” Hunter’s lips turned upward in a devious smile. “You’ve been a bad girl. A very bad girl.”

Chapter Ten

Willa lost herself in a sexual frenzy. A whisper in her mind told her to go slow but the roar of her wolf stoked the primal need to take her Alpha. It was all wrong, yet it was a perfect storm. As Hunter made love to her, her wolf came alive, demanding she claim her mate.

She’d never planned on initiating the mating. She only sought to mark him, to sate the carnal craving, yet as she bit down, her wolf won. Her teeth broke his skin, the sweet blood on her lips. His essence coated her tongue, his magick rushing through her entire being. Memories, lust, a myriad of emotions flashed in her mind.

What the hell did I just do? The wild look in his eyes only served to spike her arousal. A bad girl? Oh, Goddess it was so much worse than that. She’d freaking initiated the mating without so much as a discussion. The tic of his smile told her he’d found it amusing yet the way he dragged his tongue across his lips warned her she was in trouble.

Willa shoved up onto her elbows, her heart pounding in her chest, wondering what he’d do to her. Her eyes drifted down his muscular torso, noting every delicious ridge of his washboard abs. His enormous cock bobbed as he shifted onto his knees. Her eyes caught his and a nervous giggle escaped her lips.

“I’m sorry,” was all she could manage.