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Wesley
So long he’d dreamed of claiming his bride. Having Phillipa naked and panting, crying out as he fucked her in broad daylight, was even better than he’d dared to imagine. In his dreams, he’d always been human. He’d cherished her, made love to her under the moonlight. They were in a bed, in his estate.
Civilized.
Nothing like this.
He was ready to embrace being fully wolven.
And right now, he was nothing but beast. Thrusting inside her, loving every little moan and cry. The way she let herself lose control. How brave she was to do this. She hadn’t been the only one who’d worried it might not work. That he might not fit. He would have been devastated, and he wasn’t sure what he would’ve done had he been denied the chance to claim his bride. Again.
It felt so good to be inside her.
His cock swelled and his climax was coming closer. This was the only part that still scared him. But even in his dreams, when he was human and proper, he always knotted her.
He let out a howl as his hips bucked forward. All reason left his brain as his knot swelled, stretching her even further.
Phillipa’s eyes flew open, and she gasped.
“Knot you,” he said, but he knew she wouldn’t understand. This wasn’t something humans did. But he couldn’t explain it right now.
She nodded. “I feel it, wolven.”
“How does it feel?”
“Full.” She could barely speak. “We are one.”
He leaned forward, kissing her. His cock swelled, locking itself inside her. She moaned against his lips, and the knot pulsed. He was blinded by desire. All reason left his body. He was pure animal. And soon, he would burst.
“Wesley,” she cried softly. Her breath quickened, and her muscles went slack. “I don’t know what’s happening.”
He’d never been with a woman as a wolven, and nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of her climax against his knot. All beast, he couldn’t speak. He wanted to tell her what was happening, and he would. Soon. But his body was doing things he’d never experienced before too, and he wanted to relish every single sensation instead of trying to do something mundane like put words to it.
Power pulsed through his veins. He felt like he would explode.
“Breed,” he said.
“Yes.” The word was barely a breath against his lips. This woman had been worth waiting for. Worth bringing chaos to the forest. Worth taking a bullet for.
She was everything. His everything.
His body bucked, all beast, surprising them both, and his seed sprayed inside her. His release had alleviated the knot, and instinctively he began thrusting inside her. She cried out, saying his name and things that defied language.
Once he was totally spent, he slid his cock out of her. But he wasn’t ready to let her go. He wanted nothing more than to stay with his beautiful bride, admiring the way the morning sun kissed her bare skin as she caught her breath.
She ran her fingers through his fur, catching in spots, smoothing it in others. Like she was trying to memorize every inch of him.
They both knew this could be the only time they would be together, if the Queen found them guilty of treason, of whatever charges she could bring against them for the altercation at the carriage. Never being able to hold this woman again would be nothing short of torture.
He would spend every moment with her. Make up for all the time he missed, and all the time he might never have.
“Thank you,” he said. Being with Phillipa was even better than every one of his dreams.
She laughed. “Wolven, what are you thanking me for? You just gave me your seed, and brought my body more pleasure than I could have ever imagined possible. Not to mention you saved my life tonight.”
“For wanting me. Like this.” He kissed her forehead and lifted her from the bench. “So beautiful.”
Her topknot had come totally undone, and her coppery hair almost covered her bare breasts. Her green eyes glowed in the early morning light. And her skin was still pinked all over.
