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I want to believe him. My wolf doesn’t argue, but she doesn’t calm down either. Ezra rocks forward behind me. There’s nothing subtle about it. With him hard and thick against the backs of my thighs, I forget all about Ash Clan.

“Ezra.” I reach back and grab his hip.

He loosens his grip enough for me to roll onto my back and see him. “Are you still sore?” I’m not ready for how sweet he sounds. His short locs are smashed flat where he slept on them. It’s unfair how good he looks first thing in the morning.

I bite my bottom lip and smile. “No.”

But I hesitate, and he notices. He props himself up on an elbow. “What is it? You’re not still angry with me, are you?”

I shake my head and duck my hot face into his arm. “I took over last time. I want to do it your way.”

He sighs. “No, Aya. How you reacted last night was natural, primal. I was the one being selfish.”

I narrow my eyes. This dragon really thinks he gets the last word. He climbs over me and fits his weight between my thighs. His skin is dragon-hot on mine. I open my legs for him and sink into the mattress.

He kisses me. Of course he does. I giggle against his lips and give him my mouth however he wants it. He takes his time with me until I’m boneless under him.

He reaches down between us to guide his dick. I spread wider and tilt my hips up. He drags himself through the slick heat of me and slides in slow. I moan into his kiss at the sweet burn of the stretch.

My wolf isn’t pushing this time. She rises up and surprises me by wanting his seed to take hold. I can’t tell where her hunger stops and mine starts.

I run my hands up his back. His muscles bunch and release under my fingers as he moves. He rolls his hips in long strokes. I dig my heels in and grip his ass to pull him deeper until he groans. When he speeds up, his broken moans and low whimpers make me want to give him everything I have.

He hooks my leg over his arm and changes the angle. I gasp out loud at the new depth. He leans down, driving harder. His breath is ragged against my lips.

“I love you, Aya.” His voice breaks on my name. “I love you. I love you. I love you. Every star in the sky pales beside what I feel for you,” he whispers. He’s trembling over me and fighting to last. “My devotion to you was written before I was born.”

I yank his mouth down to mine. “Ezra,” I cry out. He strokes a spot that sets me off. When he grips my thighs and spreads me open, I come apart under him. I rake my nails down his back and arch up to meet him while I clench tight around his dick.

He follows with a shudder and kisses me through it while he pumps his release deep inside me. He collapses on top of me with all his weight. I lock my legs around his waist to keep him close.

We lie there sweaty and breathing hard while I trace the scratches I left. He tucks his face into my neck. My wolf stretches out. She got what she wanted from his body, and so did I.

His heart is still pounding into my breasts. “You feel so good, Aya. So fucking good.”

I giggle against his temple and breathe him in.

He nuzzles my throat while his dick thickens again. “Do we have to get up?” he asks. “I can go another round.”

I laugh and shove at his shoulder. “No. Up. We’ve got a whole day of groveling ahead of us.”

I clench around him on instinct when he grinds his hips into mine without pulling out. He grunts against my skin. “I want to live in this pussy.”

He’s not going anywhere unless I make him, so I pinch his side. “Move. Jacob and my dad.”

When he lifts his head, he’s done playing. He braces himself over me on his elbows with no sleep left in him. This is Ezra the alpha now. “All right, Aya. But I want you to let me handle it. Do you understand?”

I roll my eyes. “Fine, Ezra. I’ll behave.”

I hiss at the loss when he eases out of me and leaves his come running warm down my thigh. He only chuckles. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m bending you over when we get back tonight.”

He pulls me upright and crosses to the dresser. I don’t even pretend I’m not staring at his ass. “I’ll be happy when you feel the urge to claim me back,” he says over his shoulder. His tone is casual, but his scent isn’t.

I wrap the sheet around myself and tuck it under my arms. “I should have. I don’t know why I didn’t.”

He grabs clean clothes out of the drawer. “It’s not a big deal, baby. You’ll feel it when you’re ready. Don’t rush it.”

He shuts himself in the bathroom and turns on the shower. I sit on the edge of the bed and chew on what he said. My canines ache at the thought. My wolf wants it, I want it, and every time I get close, my teeth just… don’t. She isn’t worried at all. If she knows what’s holding me back, she’s keeping it to herself. It must be nice to be that sure.