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Draven lowered his hands to the round of her plump ass and pulled her against him. He lifted her and wrapped her legs around his torso, teasing her slit with the length of his cock, “Is that so? You’d like me to ravage you?”
“Yes,” she answered, but it came out like a mewled plea.
“All you ever have to do is ask, Luna mine,” he growled.
Flora tipped her head up, and he saw the stars written in her eyes when she begged, “Take me. Claim me. Mate me, Draven. Forever.”
His hips rocked, and he notched himself at the entrance of her slick heat. Even in the water, he could feel how wet she was for him. How her hot cunt dripped for him and him alone. “Forever is a long time, Bubbles.”
“Forever,” she repeated.
“I’m not going to be gentle, Flora. Not this time. Maybe not ever. I’m not only the man you see. I tried my best for your first time, but I can’t stop the animal inside me. The darker parts of me. I have this need—this all-encompassing need to own you. Claim you with every inch of me. My cock. My fangs. My wolf. It’s only gotten more intense since finding out you’re made for me. I want to destroy this pretty pussy of yours.”
Flora looked up at him with only love and adoration in her eyes. So much fucking pride and love and lust.
Fuck, he didn’t deserve her.
But he’d take her. Over and over, he’d take her. Especially if she kept looking at him like that.
“If you’ve fallen into the darkness, then I have, too. Where you go, I go, Draven. Forever.”
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he growled and turned them around. Two steps and he had her pressed up against the smooth obsidian-like rock on the lake’s edge. He reached between them and teased her clit with the tip of his aching cock, coating himself in her wetness. “You’re so fucking perfect. And so fucking mine.”
He pistoned his hips up, sheathing his entirety in her tight cunt and savoring the small gasp that escaped Flora’s lips. His wolf howled as she clamped around him like a vise. They fit together perfectly, and he didn’t give her a moment to adjust. He couldn’t. Not with her splayed before him, naked and bathed in the light of the moon.
His moon.
That’s what she was.
His Luna.
Forever.
Each thought was a measured thrust, a desperate promise made not only to her but her body. “Your pussy was made for me, Flora. Such a good little pussy. So tight, milking my cock.”
A smile tipped at her lips between her panted breaths. “I love your filthy mouth.”
“I can’t wait to show you all the things I can do with this mouth.” He leaned in, never stopping his assault on her cunt, bruising her hips with his grip. He sucked the lobe of her ear between his fangs, pinching it hard enough that blood pooled on her flesh. The instant her essence hit his tongue, he almost came. Almost. He sucked hard and tensed every muscle to stop himself. She would be the death of him. This body would torture him slowly, and he would take every ounce of it willingly. “I am going to taste every inch of you, rake my fangs over your sweet flesh. I’m going to make you scream my name while my tongue devours you. I’m going to praise you, sing your name to the Goddess above and kill anyone who hurts you.”
“Yes, Draven. Please,” she whimpered, and it spurred his hips on. Her eyes mirrored everything he felt. Lust. Desperation. Desire. But most of all, love. They hadn’t said those three little words, but they didn’t need to. Not when they were connected like this. They weren’t even mated yet, and still with every thrust the bond between them forged, reinforced by their need.
“I love it when you beg,” he hissed.
“Please. I’m so close.” Her pussy quivered around him, and his balls tightened with the need to release.
He reached between them and teased her clit with his fingers, rolling it between them and then pinching. She bucked her hips against him, meeting every thrust, and he was lost in her moan-filled cry.
Flora’s body shook, and her pussy clenched around his cock. She arched her back off the smooth rock, and he sucked her nipple between his fangs and gave it a sharp tug.
She screamed his name, and Draven felt nothing but possessive pride. Every living thing in that Goddess-forsaken realm heard him give her what she wanted. Her screams echoed as she came all over his cock. Now they would hear him claim her.
“Good girl, Luna.”
A wistful smile played at her lips, and he wished he could take a picture of the way she was looking at him. Like she was drowning in him. Because it was exactly how he felt. Like he was hers, and only hers.
“Make me yours.”
“You were mine long before tonight, Luna. But after tonight, I get to keep you.”
