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She was too far gone. Too desperate to feel him deep inside of her. The heat was burning her up from the inside out. She felt like she was going to combust but she couldn’t, not until she had him inside of her, really inside her, binding them together in a way that would be unmistakable to any shifter in the world that saw them after.
“You don’t have to beg, sweetheart. I’ll give you what you need. I’ll always give you what you need.”
Zander sat up suddenly, readjusting their positions. He pulled Maya’s hips up and spread her open for him. He used his hand to align his cock with her opening. She looked up at him from heavy lids and when he met her gaze again she gave a nod that she knew instinctively he needed. He made a low growling noise deep in his chest and then he shifted his hips forward, sliding into her on one long, slow thrust, going deep, pushing in until she could feel the heat of his cock against her squeezing walls and the warmth of the metal pubic piercing pushing against her clit. She gasped. Oh God, she hadn’t realized that it would…
“Oh, fuck.” She bit off a scream of pleasure as Zander began to move in and out of her, thrusting deep and rubbing against her clit each time.
She wasn’t going to last. Not like this. The man was a sex god. That was all there was to it. He was a sex god and he was hers, all hers, forever. And if she could have thought clearly enough to put a prayer together in that moment, she would have thanked fate for sending her this incredible mate who was exactly what she’d needed.
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“Maya.”Zander groaned as he plunged inside of her and felt the heat swell between them, felt the tendrils of the bond that had been building between them solidify into something solid and undeniable.
There was no mistaking it now, no wondering, no second-guessing, there was only Maya, his fate, his mate, his future.
He rolled his hips as their pace sped up and Maya’s nails dug into his back as she held onto him. He loved that bite of pain that mixed with the pleasure. He groaned and slammed into her harder.
“That’s it.” He coaxed through gritted teeth. “Scratch me. Mark me. I’m yours.”
“Mine.” Maya seemed to dig her nails in deeper and he bent down, licking the word from her lips.
He was hers. He had known it for a while now. He might not understand everything that went along with this magical world she lived in but he’d known the truth of that statement since he met her. He was hers and the sense of home, of belonging that she gave to him was better than anything he’d ever known before.
“Yours.” He rose back up on his arms so he had a better angle as Maya wrapped her legs around him and rolled her hips in time with his thrusts.
He wished he could capture the way she looked right now in his mind forever. Her black hair strewn across the grass. Her dark skin warm with the glow from the sun. Her eyes squeezed shut, long lashes fluttering, and her full mouth open on a cry, swollen and delicious. She arched her sleek neck, pressing her breasts up and her pert little nipples with their dusky nubs were perfect, absolutely perfect. He had never seen anything more beautiful in his life and he couldn’t imagine, didn’t want to imagine, spending the rest of his life anywhere that he didn’t get to touch and kiss and love this woman each and every day.
Her tight sheath squeezed him as he plunged inside her again and again.
She was so tight. So wet. So perfect.
He could feel his climax coming. He wasn’t going to be able to hold out. She felt too good, too right. And he didn’t think it had a thing to do with skipping the condom.
He had talked about it with Rafe earlier, about protection. He’d wanted to be prepared for whenever it happened. He hadn’t expected it to literally be on their way home, pulled off on the side of the road in a clearing in the woods, but he was glad he’d asked his brother-in-law about the proper precautions.
Rafe had told him that shifters didn’t carry STIs so there wasn’t anything to worry about from that side of things. He said they didn’t use condoms most of the time because there wasn’t really any point. The wolves certainly didn’t use them when they mated during shifts and Zander had to admit that was a valid point. He’d decided to leave it up to Maya, knowing she was the kind of woman who would definitely mention it if she wanted him to use protection.
He was glad that she hadn’t.
He loved the feel of her with nothing between them. He loved knowing that they were joining their bodies in the most natural and intimate way. And, at least to himself, he could admit he took immense pleasure knowing that when he came it would be inside her, leaving a piece of him with her even after the moment passed.
Did that make him a caveman? A possessive bastard? Probably but it was hard to feel bad about it when Maya was literally going to bite him and put a wolf inside his body someday soon.
A shiver of pain and pleasure radiated from his nipple and he opened his eyes to find that Maya had twisted the stud there between her fingers. He groaned. He loved that she liked his piercings so much. He’d had them done years ago, after discovering he liked a little bite of pain to go with his pleasure. He knew the piercings in his tongue and his cock made pleasuring a woman even more fun but he’d always thought the ones in his nipples were just for him. Until now. Because Maya was the first woman he’d ever been with bold enough to squeeze and pinch and twist, to lick and suck and bite at them. She seemed determined to give him just as much pleasure using them as he was giving her. He shuddered as her pussy clenched around him, as if she was taking as much enjoyment in it as he was.
“Fuck.” He grunted, head thrown back. “I’m going to come.”
“Do it.” Maya hissed, “Come inside me. Mark me, Zan.”
Her sweet, dirty words were all it took. He slammed into her a few more times, pushing deep and fast, and then his balls were drawing up and his body shook as the climax swept through him. He heard Maya cry out, his name, and pride joined the rush of pleasure as her body convulsed around him, her own orgasm taking hold as he continued to pump his seed into her in uncontrollable, jerky motions.
Maya’s body trembled and she tightened around him so much he felt like he was in a vice. His eyes rolled back and he choked out a stuttered breath. Fire raced through him and just before he collapsed, completely wrung out from the intensity of his climax, he felt something shift inside of him, align, a puzzle piece sliding into place and he swore he could hear Maya’s racing heart and her whispered prayer of thanks that fate had gotten it right.
Zander groaned, losing his balance as he pulled out and falling to his side. He lay on the grass beside Maya, one arm and leg still thrown over her, and tried to catch his breath. Maya’s eyes were closed and her chest rose and fell in great, heaving breaths. She surprised him when, without cracking an eyelid, she slid her hand down and found his, twining their fingers together. He smiled and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
“That was…”
“Wow.” He nodded his agreement when Maya trailed off and she chuckled.
