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Javi tries to be gentle, but we want each other too much. I moan at the lightest touch and open my mouth to him, and he sweeps his tongue inside like this is where he belongs. I can taste my arousal on him, the hint of my blood, everything that makes us whole mingling and tangled. His hands slide back into my curls and he flattens his body against mine, his cock pressing through his jeans against my core.
It feels like I’ve been waiting for him my whole life.
He pulls away and kisses down my neck, his canines grazing and stinging and looking for another place to bite. I groan when he comes up against the neck of the t-shirt, a growl resonating through us both at the inconvenience.
“Take it off,” I tell him, wanting to go further.
He doesn’t need any encouragement.
We’re both in this now.
Javi’s hands shoot down to the hem of the shirt to yank it over my head, baring me to him. He collides with me and pushes me to the bed, crawling over me, boxing me in. I go near feral with desire, reaching for him, and I’m just as surprised as he is when my claws come out and shred his t-shirt.
I catch his flesh in the process—I come back with my claws bloody.
He pins my wrists above my head and takes my mouth in a brutal kiss.
Heat pools in my core as he invades my mouth, as we press skin to skin, as he tears our lips apart again to taste every inch of me. He leaves little, tiny bites all over—enough to leave a mark, but not enough to hurt too much. On my lower lip, on my jaw, on the other side of my neck. He stops to drag his tongue over the first bite and I curl my body against him, not wanting anything specific, just wantinghim.
Javi…my mate.
Messy and perfect and mine.
His big hand splays wide across my chest and runs down my body, callouses scraping my skin. He gets more gentle when he reaches my core, his fingers moving slowly against my slick folds.
“You don’t even know the power you have over me, Peach,” he says, his breath hot against my cheek. “I would kill for you. I would tear apart every man on this rig if it was what you wanted.”
“Javi…” I breathe.
“And more than that,” he says, “more than anything else…is the fact that I can make you come like no other man.”
His fingers glide against my folds and I buck against him, letting out a keening wail.
“No one else will satiate your heat like I do.” Two digits push inside, hook against my g-spot. “No one else will lick you and finger you and fuck you until you’re satisfied.No onewill knot you the way I do…because I’m your mate, Peach. I’m not fighting it anymore.”
“Javi…” I breathe.
Slick coats his fingers, drips down my pussy.
“Say it, Peach,” he grits out. “Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours, Javi,” I whisper.
He lets go of my wrists to unzip his fly, and my hands return to his shirt, shredding the last of the fabric. It feels like I’m tearing through his resistance, his hesitations—because as I go feral, he joins me. He kicks off his jeans and his huge cock is suddenly pressing against my core, sliding over my clit as he lets me feel him.
I reach my hand between us and wrap my fingers around his girth. I know he’s big, and I can feel his knot swollen with desire—but I’m sure I can take him, every big, brutal inch. Javi leverages himself on his elbow, his brow furrowed as I stroke him and experiment.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he says. “But when I’m inside you…our wolves are gonna do what they want.”
I want him too much to care. Without a word, I position his cock at my center, pausing just for a moment as I gaze into his eyes with the last vestige I have of my humanity.
“Yes,” I say. “Yes, mate. Claim me.”
He buries himself inside me, his mouth falling to my neck and sucking hard on his first bite. I cling to him and ride through the pain, pleasure coursing through me in wave after wave. I’ve never done this before, but I’m so wet with slick that entry is easy and smooth—and my pussy begs for his knot, to lock onto him and keep him nestled inside until he comes. His knot hasn’t pressed inside yet, and he pulls out and pushes back in as he learns my body.
“Peach,” he groans against my neck. “Fuck, Peach, you feel so fucking good.”
“Mate,” I breathe into his ear. “My mate. My one.”
