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“Please, please,” she begs, digging her nails into my scalp while her juices coat my chin as I devour her.

My hands slither beneath her ass cheeks, pulling her up off the bed so I can have my fill.

“Just like that, my wolf. Oh my god!”

I smirk at the way her legs begin to shake around me, her impending orgasm threatening to split her in two. I keep up my tempo, sucking and biting her tiny clit until my little doe soars to the heavens.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” she shouts.

Just as she detonates, I thrust two fingers inside her, hooking them in a way that has her gasping and gushing all over my face. I lick her clean, my cock so hard it feels like it’s about to burst. As her erratic breathing starts to even out, I lean back on my haunches, pulling my little heathen up from the mattress, and wrap her trembling legs around my hips. I grab her chin and force her to look into my eyes, hers still heavy-lidded and soft from the earth-shattering orgasm I just gave her.

“I’m not done with you yet, little doe,” I warn, grabbing her ass cheeks in my palms so I can notch the head of my cock against her weeping cunt.

My little doe, now soft and pliant, wraps her arms around my neck, her forehead pressed to mine. “And I’ll never be done with you, my wolf. Never,” she vows ever so sweetly, cracking my heart open with her loving words.

God, I fucking love this woman.

She sees all the ugly parts of me and still finds it in her heart to love me despite them all—or maybe because of them. Her dark edges fit my ragged ones with ease, and when we collide, we are more than whole: we are imperfectly perfect.

Forehead to forehead, our eyes locked, I slowly thrust into her, my cock going as far as her womb allows. We hiss at the holy connection and stay still for a split second, just relishing in this gift of wonder, but all too soon, my little doe becomes impatient, beginning to slowly lift up and down the length of my cock. I feel her heels dig into my lower back to keep her balance as she fucks me raw. With one hand gripping her waist, I snake the other up her back until it finds the nape of her neck, my fingers wrapping around it. With her hair this short, there is nothing to get in my way. All that exists is flawless, glowing skin exposed for me to brand and mark and make mine. A bead of sweat falls down her neck, and my gaze follows it into the valley of her breasts. I pull back just a tad so I can lick it, my lips settling around her nipple. My teeth graze the bud before I suck it between them, her pussy continuously swallowing my cock. This lovemaking is slow and steady, and yet it feels like she’s pulling my soul out of me and caressing it in her embrace, promising to keep it safe from this day on.

“I love you,” she whispers, pulling my gaze to her face.

Unshed tears well in her eyes, and her expression is so full of light it takes my breath away.

“Never leave me, little doe. I don’t think I’d survive,” I say, the words leaving my mouth before I realize what I said.

But it’s true.

Now that I have had a taste of her love, life would have no joy for me without it. My life before her was filled with gray clouds and stale air, but now, if I lost her, those bland, lackluster days would have been heaven in comparison.

“Never, my wolf,” she promises, and the earnest smile on her lips as a tear escapes its prison makes my heart swell.

“I love you so much. So much,” I confess on a loud groan as her pussy clenches around my cock.

Knowing my own release is close, I quicken my thrusts, pounding into her pussy so she can come one more time before I do. Just as my Zoey’s eyes begin to roll into the back of her head, I crash my lips onto hers, needing her kiss to push me over the edge. With a kiss, she shatters in my arms as I come inside her slick walls. I wrap my arms tightly around her as she clings to me with the same desperate need as we become one in all ways—heart, body, and soul.

When we catch our breath, we realize that someone is banging on my front door so loudly that it feels like they want to bash the damn thing in.

“Uh-oh,” Zoey mutters under her breath, suddenly eager to jump off my cock.

“No,” I grunt, keeping her in a vise grip.

“Gray, let me go. You know exactly who is trying to break down your door right now.”

“I don’t care,” I snarl, keeping my hold on her like a petulant child grips their favorite toy when someone tells them playtime is over.

She lets out a little sigh, but my hold on her remains unyielding.

“Look at me, Ghost. He can’t take me away, I promise. I’m yours,” she vows patiently.

I shake my head before hiding my face in the crook of her neck. She runs her fingers through my hair comfortingly, my cum starting to drip down her thighs. It gives me a sick sense of satisfaction that my cock is still inside her as the other man in her life pounds on my door. She’s right though. Only Alaric could be making such a ruckus. Hale’s words seep into the forefront of my mind, making me ease up a bit.

“If you want the girl, get right with her father. Remember, she loved him first.”

“Fuck,” I grunt. “Fine. Get dressed while I open the door for your dad.”

“There you go. Progress. I’m so proud of you, my wolf. You’re almost acting like a full-fledged adult,” she jokes, quickly kissing my lips.

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