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“Please, Javi,” I beg. “Please, I…”
His tongue rolls over my nipple and I find myself spiraling, unable to form words. Another soft orgasm surges and ebbs, making me forget what I even wanted.
Then he’s lifting me, my body finally pliant enough that I don’t resist Javi extracting himself. He turns me until I’m facedown in the grass, my knees down, my pussy pushed toward him and on full display. This…this is what he wanted. And I realize it’s what I want too, to feel him drive into me the way he did the night he got me pregnant. I see his pants tossed into the grass beside us, and then I feel his cock nudging at me.
He buries himself in me, his huge cock impaling me from behind. I gasp sharply when his knot slots into place and he rolls his hips, hitting every spot that’s been begging for him.
His hand runs down my spine and I realize his claws have come out, leaving light scratch marks across my skin. It’s a moment of self-awareness that strikes me as odd—the eye of the storm, before we go back into the fray.
I feel everything through the bond—pleasure, yeah, but also love and pain and even friendship growing between us. Every second we’ve spent together comes back to me, beautiful and ugly. Javi and I keeping our secrets, making love in the dead of night, laughing and continuing to hope despite the odds.
This is everything.Thisis what it means to have a mate.
Javi’s palms smooth over my back and he starts to quickly, deliberately thrust his hips, the knot tugging at my entrance and making my nerves fire all at once. I grab fistfuls of grass and earth as I fall back into the storm, lightning striking through my body, waves crashing through me. A groan rumbles in his chest and I meet him voice to voice, howling into the silver night. Every touch is electric, every breath a cool breeze. And Javi’s hands, his cock, his thighs against mine, his claws biting into my skin—he’s my anchor.
I feel the tension rising, winding up. Javi increases his pace and his breath shudders out in a growl, and then he yanks me back by the shoulders to thrust as deep as he can. I let out a keening wail, arching my back, feeling like he’s in every inch of me as his seed fills me.
And there’s an unfamiliar heat…something that floods my lower belly and warms me like a sip of hot tea. I take gasping breaths as I come down from the adrenaline high, Javi running his hands up and down my back. I get the feeling this won’t be the last time we mate tonight—not by a long shot—but I’m ready for a moment of stillness when he takes me in his arms and gently lays us down in the grass, his knot still lodged inside.
His fingers trail down my arm and he presses a kiss to the crook of my neck, wrapping me in his embrace. It’s chilly out, but Javi is warm, and my heat is just beginning. Even now, my arousal coats Javi’s cock, my inner walls massaging his knot and trying to pull him in deeper.
“I wanted to try a romantic gesture,” he mumbles against my ear.
“This was romantic,” I laugh. His cock twitches at the sound of my joy and I moan softly before continuing. “You don’t have to try so hard. Not now—not when we’re still figuring things out.”
His hand moves from my hip to my belly, his fingers splaying wide. Of course there’s no sign yet—I’m barely pregnant—but I know that he feels our baby all the same.
“I’m so excited to meet her,” he says, “but is it wrong that I wish we had more time? To be…us.”
“She won’t stop us from being us,” I whisper. “But I get it.”
His lips ghost over my ear, teeth on my earlobe.
“You deserve flowers,” he says. “Grand gestures, pretty words. I’m gonna spend my whole life trying to give you all that and more.”
It makes my heart twist…but there’s no pain now. Just promise.
Because Javi is a man who keeps his word.
“I love you,” I whisper. “Now…can we start by having sex again?”
He laughs against my neck, and his hand settles on my breast to pinch my nipple. “Gladly.”
And that’s how we start our forever…bound together, body and soul, under the full moon.
EPILOGUE
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JAVI
I guess our love was too big to fit in one tiny package…because we got two.
Morning breaks on a crisp fall morning, the leaves changing and the grass going grey and brittle as November rolls in. It’s my first time outside in about thirty-six hours, and I give myself a second to breathe in the scent of approaching winter. It feels strange that this would be the world our babies our born into—because I’ll always associate Peaches with spring. She’s flowers blooming, fruit on the vine, the promise of something better than the lot I was given in life.
I’ve been away from her side for all of five minutes and I already miss her.
Fuck…she’s got me wrapped around her little finger. And it’s only a matter of time before our girls do too.
