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The tugging sensation in her abdomen returned, pushing low as though trying to reach the internal part of her sex.
She flew over the pinnacle, howling, then began the slow delicious slide down the other side. As the wind of the dreamglide ceased, her arms slid away from him to rest outstretched on either side of her. In both realities, she was barely able to move. He withdrew his fingers and his lips.
This is incredible, he said, reclining on his elbow next to her. Combining the dreamglide with real-time.
It is. She lifted an arm and using her hand caressed his shoulders, one of her favorite parts of his body. He placed gentle kisses on her breasts, nuzzling the small circlets of fur around her nipples. At the same time, he stretched out on top of her, then kissed her.
As she spread her legs for him, he planted himself firmly between her knees. He rubbed his cock over her sex, then kissed her on the lips. When she parted, he drove his tongue inside and began to pulse within her mouth.
She rocked beneath him and surrounded his hips with her legs, drawing his cock toward her opening.
I need you Fergus. All of you.
He used his hand to position the head of his cock. She whimpered, but it was a hoarse wolf sound.
He began to push, easing his way inside, deeper and deeper.
The more he pushed, the stronger the internal tug became as though a hand inside her was reaching for his cock. She couldn’t explain it. Yet in a burst of fae insight, she knew this was the alpha-bonding mechanism by which she could become his alpha-mate.
The idea thrilled her yet repelled her at the same time. She was fae, and he belonged in the most violent territory in Five Bridges.
But her body responded against her will, with a flow of shivers and chills that traveled from her shoulders, down her torso and all the way to her toes. She trembled with pleasure and need.
She’d never felt anything like it.
He kissed her again, driving his tongue and matching his movements between her legs.
She arched with each thrust, pushing back into him, pulling away, then returning. He kissed her cheeks and drifted his lips down her neck until he was licking her throat repeatedly and huffing against her skin.
She took her breaths in long slow crawls of air. She knew what he wanted and her sex tightened in anticipation. Do it, Fergus. Take hold and don’t let go.
She felt him open his mouth. She sensed that the wolf part of him had elongated his jaw. He gripped her throat in a clamp of his teeth that sent a drive of pleasure straight through her body and into her sex. She couldn’t move, except to rock her pelvis against his. Yet in no way did he injure her throat. She was safe, but he kept her firmly in his control. He thrust heavily now, curling his hips and slamming against her sex.
In that moment, the dreamglide began to move once more, only this time it raced through Savage Territory. In the dream-world, she shifted fully and became a wolf as did Fergus and suddenly she was running beside him, all four paws hitting the dreamglide streets and dirt roads of his land.
In real-time, she felt Fergus as he made love to her as a man, alive and dynamic, his hips pumping into her, his cock thrusting in and out. Ecstasy began to build. He released her throat in real-time and rose up howling.
Yet in the dreamglide she ran beside him as her climax roared through her. Pleasure cascaded in a series of intense waves as their wolves ran and ran.
She joined her voice with his and howled.
But the pleasure didn’t stop. Instead, the sound of Fergus’s wolf-cries, so beautifully loud in the small room, drove her quickly toward the pinnacle all over again. He pumped into her hard and fast. The bonding sensation pushed on her sex again, driving her into another profound orgasm so that she howled with him once more.
The sounds blended and became a thrill that added to the pleasure now pouring in hot waves over her sex.
Fergus’s voice pierced her mind. Look at me, Mary.
When she met his gaze, she could feel him release into her. He slowed his rhythm but angled his hips in hard, exquisite thrusts. He continued to pump until every drop had pulsed through his cock, filling her full of his seed. The whole time, he stared into her eyes until finally he slowed his hips, then stopped.
She howled softly and appreciatively in response.
Within the dreamglide, she shifted from wolf to woman as did Fergus. Gradually, she let the dreamglide go and felt herself sinking back into herself as it vanished.
It would take some time before she caught her breath completely.
He breathed heavily, too, but he’d closed his eyes. His back was arched, his hands planted next to her shoulders, his arms stiff. He was still connected low and his cock felt firm inside her. A soft wolf sound, very guttural, came out of his throat in small jabs, fading and slowing until at last he fell silent.
Mary lay beneath him, waiting for him to come down from the heights completely. She felt as though Fergus somehow held the moment with his body and the force of his wolfness. She couldn’t have moved if she’d wanted to.
