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“Elowen, don’t tempt me.”

That only made me want him more.

I lifted myself over him, guided his cock to my entrance and lowered myself in one desperate movement.

The stretch burned, but he slid inside me so easily that for one stupid second all I could think was that we really had been made to fit together.

My back arched, and a loud moan escaped me as I started moving. Slowly at first, just enough to let my body adjust, but once the burning faded and pleasure took its place, I stopped caring about taking my time.

I rode him harder and harder until my thighs started burning, moving so wildly that I was genuinely surprised I hadn’t somehow shifted the entire nest across the room.

“Sit up,” I demanded, grabbing his shoulders.

Alaric sat upright immediately and wrapped one arm around me. His chest was rising and falling almost as quickly as mine, and seeing him finally lose some of that perfect control made me even hotter.

“Alaric, please. Harder. Don’t hold back.”

A deep growl rolled through his chest, and then he turned us.

My back hit the mattress, and he drove into me hard enough to make me cry out. He did it again, each thrust making the nest move beneath us while I held onto his shoulders.

“Look at you,” he said against my throat. “Taking your Alpha so beautifully.”

My body tightened around him.

“Alaric.”

The pleasure broke through me so hard that dark spots appeared in my vision, and I was still shaking from it when his swollen knot pressed against me.

He slowed just enough to let my body adjust before pushing deeper, and the stretch sent another wave of pleasure straight through me.

His mouth covered mine as my body locked around him and his cock pulsed deep inside me.

The need to claim him felt so natural that I didn’t even stop to think about it. I pulled his neck towards me and bit where his shoulder met his throat.

Alaric roared, and then his teeth sank into my neck.

Pain flashed through me before changing completely as the bond opened.

His joy hit me so hard it almost knocked the breath out of me, followed by pride, then so much devotion I didn’t know what to do with it. Underneath it all was so much tenderness that my chest actually hurt.

Tears filled my eyes.

“Oh, Alaric.”

I touched his face.

His eyes closed briefly, and through the bond I felt everything he wasn’t saying—gratitude, possessiveness, happiness, and this huge sense of contentment that made me want to hold him even tighter.

“Feel what you are to me,” he said.

And I did, so completely that I nearly started crying again.

He moved us carefully until I was lying across his chest, his cock still locked inside me and his arms around me. He pulled a blanket over us and ran his hand slowly through my hair until I stopped feeling so overwhelmed.

A deep purr started beneath my cheek, so soothing that I couldn’t keep my eyes open. The last words I heard were so quiet I nearly missed them.

“I’ve never known a more perfect Omega.”