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She raised her hips and tried to force him to take her, but he laughed, ignoring her efforts. Tamaska groaned heavily in frustration. His tip slipped through her juices, up and down her length, sending her intimate muscles contracting wildly.

“Make me yours,” she said, her voice slurring.

With a hard, sudden motion, he pushed inside of her. Her muscles screamed with delight as his cock entered her and contracted tight around his length. Just as quickly, he pulled out almost all the way, then pushed in again as her body ached with desire, wanting more.

“Like this?” He slammed home.

And she sighed. “Yes.”

Then he stopped talking, the rhythm speaking for them both as it built, the tension stretching, the pleasure building and building until she thought she couldn’t take more, until she thought he couldn’t get deeper in her.

And she was wrong. She could take more. And with each slide home he seemed bigger, seemed to get deeper in her, like he was claiming every inch of her, body and soul, like there was nothing left for him to discover, and so he just discovered it over and over again.

She was coming apart at the seams, and there was nothing to do as her whole being started to vibrate but to hold on to him. To wrap about him and urge him deeper still.

His mouth found hers in a passionate kiss, and she drew him closer, as his hold started to slip and they came together in a wild free-for-all of passion.

And she was gone. Holding him tight, she slipped over into an intense orgasm with a groan as he continued to plunge in and out of her. Then, he too joined her in the bliss that bonded them, delight weaving between them as they took pleasure from each other.

They wrapped their bodies together as they came down from the peak. She nuzzled in close to him, enjoying the power he had over her. But most of all, she enjoyed how protected she felt with him, even naked and knowing he was a wolf.

And slowly she started to drift off, safe in his arms, the adrenaline finally wearing off, and the satiated state of after sex, taking her down into the unconscious world of dreams.

As she passed into that state, a nagging thought followed.

Would she always feel like this? Or would her fear eventually control her and ruin whatever this thing was?

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Kodiak

Kodiak curledhis naked body around Tamaska’s, contentedly inhaling the after-sex scent lingering in the air. He was in tune with her even more deeply now, and it tore him apart.

He didn’t give a flying fuck that his alpha had forbidden the union.

Olcan and his old ways weren’t his, not down deep. And ultimately, they weren’t the way of the future.

But that was an uphill battle, and one he had no qualms in fighting, if this was what it was. What it came down to.

It wasn’t.

Yes, he was a wolf who had a pack to think about. A pack he would like to lead one day—sooner rather than later. And yes, those old ways had pervaded shifter thinking for eons.

Again, it didn’t bother him when it came down to it.

A mate was a mate and if he had to, he’d burn worlds to have the one he and his wolf had chosen. The one who had unconsciously chosen him.

But the problem was one he couldn’t see a way out from.

She hated him.

Hated his kind.

No, she didn’t hate him, but hated what he was, hated his wolf and that was the same as hating him.

Tamaska would never in a million years accept him. Not truly.

It didn’t matter that they clicked, that every time they fucked the bond grew.

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