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None of this was part of the plan, but she wouldn’t change a damn thing. Flora was a hybrid, a Luna, but most importantly she was Draven’s mate.
Her wolf purred in her chest in agreement, the sound echoing through the cabin.
A growl answered her call, and Flora whipped her gaze to Draven. The smile on his face reached his eyes and then fell into a lazy smirk.
Her wolf grew antsy, and prancing in her chest urged Flora toward him.
Mine.Her wolf’s demand filled her mind.Claim him.
Flora’s eyes widened. “She can talk to me?”
Draven let out a chuckle, the sound filling her with joy. “You’ll get used to it. Well, mostly. They can be a right pain in the ass some days, but mostly she’ll compliment you.”
“Does your wolf have a name?” she asked innocently. She’d never heard him mention it, but it seemed only right to give her an identity of her own.
“You know, I never thought to give him one.”
“So what do you call him?”
“Mostly grouchy asshole.”
Mine.Her wolf growled, this time with weight behind it. So much so that Flora lurched forward smacking her nose into Draven’s chest.
“Ow.” She fell away from him and rubbed her nose. “I think she needs me to claim you. She’s definitely pushy about the fact you belong to her.”
A husky growl rumbled from Draven and instantly ignited an inferno in her core. Almost involuntary, driven by her wolf, Flora rocked her hips in a manic attempt to dislodge the furs that kept him from her.
Draven leaned in and pressed his forehead to hers. “And what do you need, mate?”
She knew what he was asking. He wanted the words.
“I need what she needs. I need your cock buried within me, fucking me until I’m screaming your name.” With each word she spoke, she rocked against him and Draven reached between them and shifted the furs so his thick length teased her slick entrance. Flora gasped, almost forgoing the words he so desperately wanted in order to slam herself down on him. “I need my fangs buried deep in your throat, your blood on my tongue. But most of all, we need our mark on your flesh, claiming for the world to see that you belong to us, to me.”
“Damn that was beautiful,” Draven purred and then pistoned his hips up, entering her and sheathing himself completely in one go.
“Holy shit!” Flora cried out, his cock stretching her in the most delicious way.
Draven moaned as she gripped his shoulders and rocked herself forward. She didn’t wait for him, sliding his length from her channel with precision, needing the slow friction only he could provide.
“Are you trying to fucking torture me?” Draven growled through gritted teeth.
“No, I’m giving you the chance to breathe, because when I slide back down, I’m not stopping until we are both coming.”
“Fuck me, you’re perfect,” he growled and crashed his lips to hers.
Flora pulled his lips between her fangs and nicked his flesh so she could suck his intoxicating flavor onto her tongue as she took her pleasure from his cock. She slammed herself down on his length only to rise up again and repeat the motion over and over again. Every delicious moan from Draven’s mouth spurred her on, encouraging her to claim his as thoroughly as he claimed her. She nearly broke when he drifted his hand to thumb her clit. Her muscles coiled in her lower abdomen and as she clenched her walls around him, milking his cock, she doubled her speed.
“Holy hell.” Draven’s voice was ragged and his fingers dug into the flesh of her hips with bruising force. “Flora, I need.”
She needed too. All of him, every last bit of him.
“Tell me what you need, mate,” she panted, trying to hold back her own orgasm long enough to hear his response.
“I need to come. I need to fill you with my seed. Claim me. Make me yours. Forever, Flora. ”
His vow was enough to tip her over the edge. Flora let go, and when she leaned forward, her wolf took over. Her canines lengthened alongside her incisors, and she nestled her mouth in the crook of his neck.Mine, her wolf crooned as she bit down and claimed their mate.
The moment her fangs broke his skin, Draven’s cock swelled within them, the delicious pain of his knot locking them together. Only this time, Flora’s channel reacted in kind, tightening around him and opening her womb to him.
