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The clearing felt just like that—like it had been cleared of the harm from the past ten years, the horror, and the hatred. It was a clean slate, a brand-new start where Slater and I could establish our bond. The past few weeks had been such a roller coaster that left me wanting to be fulfilled more than thrilled.

With his heart beating steadily in my ear, I didn’t have to worry anymore. I didn’t have to shy away from him. Every truth was out in the open for him to see.

And he didn’t turn me away.

His hand came to rest on my hip, fingers dipping beneath the hem of my white halter top to trace my skin. “You sure know how to make a man dizzy.”

“Yeah, well…”

“Well?”

I chuckled while sitting up, observing the way the shadows billowed around us like we were each an individual light source. “You make me dizzy too.”

“Can I do anything to fix that?”

“I can think of one thing.”

Warmth, as if from a hearth, ebbed and flowed between us, unlike the static fire that had detonated upon our reunion weeks ago. This was a steady fire with enough burning embers to keep us safe through the night. He cupped my face and kissed me lightly, little pecks that trailed over my jawline to my ear, that dropped to my neck and then to the mate mark on my right shoulder.

As his lips danced over the scar tissue, I closed my eyes. I focused on our entwined bodies, noticing how easy it was to slide my leg over him, to shimmy right into his lap. He caressed my legs and massaged my white skirt away until my bottom was exposed. Lace panties decorated my bottom, inviting his touch.

Each eager stroke conveyed his love for me. He didn’t have to say a word. His touch alone signaled his feelings, dousing me in adoration that I never thought I’d ever receive. To be accepted by my pack and by him meant my heart was no longer in pieces. I didn’t have to live in fear anymore.

I just had to live.

He scooted my panties down and swept his fingers between my legs. Arousal soaked my slit as he played with my clit, coaxing my hips forward. I managed to slide my skirt off over my head along with the halter, revealing the layers of me I’d tried to hide in the past. But not anymore. With Slater, I never had to hide anything again.

Seconds later, he was as exposed as me and nudging his cock into my slit. I bit my lower lip while long moans surfaced, intermittently broken by gasps for air. Slater commanded my gaze as he held me up by my hips and teased my entrance. A tingle trailed through my core, causing me to shiver as I lowered myself on his cock.

He smiled while holding me still. “Not yet.”

“But, Slater—”

He sat up to steal my lips, his grip on my hips strong enough to keep me from taking him entirely. I whined between kisses, squeezed his shoulders, begged in heated whispers for him to let me ride. But all he did was chuckle ruggedly and slide another inch inside. Pure madness would have taken hold if I hadn’t deeply enjoyed the way he played with me.

A guttural purr escaped me. “Am I your favorite toy?”

“Yes, you’ve always been my favorite toy, Ginny darling.” He slid further inside. “You’ll always be my favorite.” Another inch… “And I’m going to remind you of that every single night.”

His arms circled my waist as I engulfed him, pleasure coursing through me hard enough to force my head back. He didn’t waste a second, plunging into my neck to sample the skin that cried for his attention at every waking second. Steady gusts of air fed the fire that lived inside us both, increasing the heat a thousandfold, turning us into winding flames that twisted and danced joyfully.

Sheer satisfaction exploded in my center. I loved riding Slater. It was one of my favorite positions. I loved how he took control and teased me. I adored his commitment to my pleasure. Every thrust drove me closer to freedom, to that ecstatic drop that I knew would just make me want him that much more.

“That’s it,” he whispered. “Right there, baby…”

The way he spoke to me made me feel like I was precious. It made me feel like I belonged to him. Being in his arms was the safest place, and I knew he wouldn’t ever let me fall again. I knew his heart now. I could feel the rhythmic beat match mine as I raced him to the finish line.

I hugged him hard while letting my hips roll freely. Lava welled inside me, taking over the flames in the fireplace and coating every inch of my inner home. Heat like that would make me explode at any second, and he knew that. He was dragging it out because of that.

Our secret song circled me, a loving chorus that spoke of our impending eruption. Only we could hear the tune. Only we could respond to its loving notes, contribute to the joy it created in the surrounding forest. Soon, our hearts would beat to it like drums and our moans would rise above nature’s orchestra.

White heat took over my body as I came. The staggering force of my orgasm blew me apart, causing my movements to become jagged and feverish as Slater did the same. Our dance came to a halt when he gripped me tight and came hard, burying his face into my neck while beckoning for me to bite his neck.

Did he mean it? Was it his turn this time?

A smile broke out on my lips. I called forth my canines and bit him without hesitation, tasting the desire in his blood, tasting the delicious and creamy pleasure that shuddered through him as it did me. After licking the wound closed, I collapsed back into the soil, groaning with delight at the cool sensation of grass and dirt.

Slater draped his arm over my waist. Moonlight kissed our skin. Seeing the bite on the right side of his neck glowing in the dim clearing made me feel more alive than ever. Because now I belonged to him, and he belonged to me.

Now, we were truly mates for life.

*****

THE END

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