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I open my mouth and close it, not knowing what to say to this wonderful person I’ve been gifted. “Marybell, you slay me with your words.”

“I’ll make a great clan speaker. Maybe an ambassador.” Her eyes go wide. “Ambassador. An Ott clan ambassador. We would visit with the McMars on official matters, and I would have a say in official matters. Like my princess. And she and I, oo, lycan, let me tell you, we have grand plans.”

“Anything you wish.” I’ll regret this, because I truly want Marybell for myself at all times, but denying her anything while my knob is snuggled inside her fine pussy isn’t happening. She is all mine. This fine, wonderful, good person with a big heart who will give me pups is all mine. I can’t say no to her to save my life. “Anything at all.”

I deflate my knob only so I can lie on top of her and bury myself inside her again. This time, I get to watch her eyes roll and I get to watch her expressions when I fuck her.

She’s flushed and beautiful, slipping her bottom lip between her teeth, keeping her eyes locked with mine, deepening our connection. It’s like she’s staring into my soul. As an alpha male, I show my dominance and hold her stare. Normally, I want the other person to look away. My wolf has not a care in the world that this little female is boldly not lowering her eyes, for she is allowed to connect with both the male and the animal that make me who I am.

“I love you, Marybell. I really do.” I kiss her lips and thrust my tongue inside her mouth while I enjoy her warm slick channel and the subtle pain of her heels digging into my arse from the legs she’s wrapped around my waist.

Blunt fingernails dig into my shoulders. “I want it harder,” she whispers, then braces her hands on the window so when I push up on my palms and start pumping into her, I don’t fuck her through the glass.

I’m moving fast, pistoning into her while Marybell’s eyelids droop. Her lips moving, she makes incoherent sounds until I empty inside her again and flip us over so she’s riding me.

Marybell’s hair drapes over her large tits that I love looking at almost as much as I love sucking them. I slide my mate over my shaft, hardening inside her again.

She’s tiring, I can tell, but she’s a lycan mate, so she can last a bit longer.

“Keep up, Marybell.”

“Mmhm.” She’s swaying on top of me, her skin a sweaty mess.

I bounce her over my shaft until she’s so tired, her head lolls on her shoulders. Then I let her drape herself over my front and come again. I blow up my knob end and secure her to me. This way, her soft, plush tits are touching me.

Burying my nose in her hair, I inhale, while my fingers grip the back of her neck, feeling my tooth marks, reassuring myself she isn’t a dream.

I’m mated. It’s as certain as the moon is full.

I expel a breath I didn’t know I was holding and close my eyes, allowing myself some rest.

25

MARYBELL

Seith’s heart beats steadily and slower, and the knob inside me is deflating. I lift my sticky, sweaty cheek from his chest and wipe the drool from the corner of my mouth.

His face is serene, his jaw relaxed, and his eyes are closed.

He fell asleep.

Come to think of it, where has he been staying? Not in his bed upstairs in the loft or anywhere on the floor down here. Maybe at his brother’s house? Wherever he slept, now that he’s here, he seems exhausted. I kiss his chest and try to move.

A hand flies out and secures me to him.

“Where are you going?” His eyes snap open, and he’s alert again.

“I’m going to make us something to eat.”

“I thought you were tired.”

“I am. Hungry too, and I’d rather not sleep on an empty stomach unless I have to.”

He blinks, fighting to stay awake. “No tea,” he mumbles.

I smile. “No tea.” The tea might’ve traumatized him. I chuckle. “Judging by how much cum you deposited inside me, I’ll grow a baby soon. No amount of tea can compete with your seed.”

Seith’s lips twitch. “You’re funny, Marybell. I did something right by the goddess. I wish I knew what.”

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