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Finally shoving all the way in, completely filling me, he paused and licked my lips. “You’re so tight, I feel like I’m going to explode already.”
“Don’t you dare. Not yet. You need to fuck me…hard.” I kissed him quickly while squeezing my walls around his cock.
He groaned, hissing, squeezing my ass. “Little Hellcat. Let me repay the favor.”
He took a hard grip of my ass and drew out of me before slamming back in. I cried out from the sheer force of his movements. He studied me, eyes darkening–sexy as sin, and he thrust all the way into me, over and over.
I cried out, grasping onto his powerful shoulders, bouncing up and down on his cock. It was only then that I glanced out from our shadowy corner to the explosive dancers, to others chatting, drinking. But no one seemed to notice we were fucking right there near them.
“You wanted to be fucked. I’ll always give you anything you desire. You’re my girl.” His voice was raspy, and I longed for everything he promised because it felt right. We felt right.
He moved and somehow managed to slam into me deeper, and I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so completely full, so aroused that I begged for more. “Don’t stop, I’m so close. Oh god, don’t stop.”
He grunted, rutting me in rhythm to the music, and I was floating, fingernails digging into his shoulders. I’d grown wetter, and I was impossibly closer. And as my breaths escalated, his thrusts grew harder.
I couldn’t hold back, not when my entire body trembled, the buildup in my core losing control.
“Cum for me, sweetheart, strangle my cock.”
I came almost instantly with his single command, my body convulsing in his arms, white blinding light flashing behind my eyes. My pussy spasmed around his erection, sucking down on him, as he snarled with his own explosion. Pausing, he gripped me hard, me pinned between him and the wall, moaning, while he pulsed inside of me. Filling me with his seed. My head grew dizzy with how hard I’d just come.
He kissed me as we came down from my blissful orgasm. He held onto me like I meant the world to him, like it was so much more than a release to him.
For me, it was a need as much as breathing was, and I didn’t think I could go another day without him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said in a ragged breath. “I’m never going to let you go.”
I woke up with a gasp, and tears came to my eyes at the heartache I felt, at the longing of having lost something I didn’t understand. Something I couldn’t even remember. And it left me broken.
I glanced across the bed where Alistair slept alongside me, an arm draped across my chest, and my stomach turned over itself.
These dreams, the visions. Alistair might be my fated mate, but I knew then, lying awake in the middle of the night, that I didn’t belong there.
CHAPTER 8
ARES
The last few weeks had been torture. Absolute torment, and there I was in the city park, my knuckles white from the shovel I gripped. A bitter wind blew through my hair, the moon overhead illuminating the night. And I seethed because we still hadn’t found Rune.
“It’s a fucking waste of time. You’ve done this every day. It doesn’t work,” Daxon barked behind me, and irritation snaked up my spine.
“Then fuck off,” I snapped over my shoulder, frustrated with his bitching. “We haven’t found any leads yet. And even you with your mated mark can’t find her, so I’m going to keep doing this. I’m bound to pick up something soon.”
I spotted Wilder farther away from us in the park, stalking in the shadows, broodier than ever. He hadn’t spoken most of today, but I wasn’t there to babysit these wolves. They loved Rune, and I understood that. She was impossible not to love.
But I had hoped their searches through the city of Suceava would have tracked her down.
Every day I grew closer to losing my shit. And every day we didn’t find her.
We’d scoured the surrounding towns and nearby areas, but with so much time passed, I worried she was too far away from the city. Maybe not even in the country any longer. I didn’t have a clue where else to look.
“Okay, this is as good a spot as any,” Daxon groaned and began digging into the soil in a clearing not too far from a path in the park. The old me would have been worried that late-night joggers might see us…but the new me…he didn’t quite give a fuck.
I drove the shovel into the earth, my foot pushing down on the top and driving it deep. I kept on digging, just like the dozens of graves we’d already dug around the city. I wouldn’t be surprised if the mysterious holes made it on the local news as we didn’t bother to cover them up in our rush.
“This is what I’d been reduced to. Digging fucking holes and I can’t even bury you in them permanently,” Daxon whined.
“You’ve dug a few in your time I’m certain, so this should be easy for you.”
