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For a second, a tiny seed of panic sprouts within me- because at any moment, Sloane could choose to back out of this whole thing. When she first came back home, I was awful to her. I’m fucking ashamed of how badly I treated her. She has every reason to walk away right now and give me the same cold shoulder I gave her when she returned, and the thought of that fucking terrifies me.
But then…
The moment she shifts, Ifeelit. Because my whole goddamn world shifts, too.
There’s a sharp tugging sensation in my chest, like a tether being yanked taut. My senses go haywire, causing me to stumble a step and nearly trip over my own goddamn paws. Without a word to Avery, I abruptly veer off course, mindlessly following the pull that’s seemingly overtaking my body.
Most of the pack stays with Aves, but a few confused stragglers try to follow me before they realize there’s no point in trying to keep up. I’m on a damn mission, my single-minded focus being to follow the pull from deep within that’s leading me to my mate. My wolf is in a frenzy, taking control and pushing me so far back that there’s only a glimmer of my human side remaining.
An overwhelmingly delicious scent registers in my nose, growing stronger the closer I get. There’s something intoxicating about it, making my brain foggy and my heart giddy. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, and even before I find her, Iknow.
Sloane’s my mate.
Deep down, I’ve always known. Our soul-deep connection has been there from the beginning. The two of us were always inevitable.
I’m so out of my mind with the primal need to find my mate that I don’t even see her coming. We literally crash into one another at full speed, our bodies meeting with so much force that it knocks the wind out of me. It fuckinghurts. I get a mouthful of fur, a paw to the gut. We go hurtling across the forest floor and I angle myself to take the brunt of the impact, our limbs tangled together as we roll a few times before finally sliding to a stop.
My eyes focus to meet those of the small black wolf beneath me, and all at once, my own wolf retreats. The air shimmers around me- around both of us- and suddenly I’m back in human form, naked and gazing down into the moss green eyes of the only girl I’ve ever loved.
The bond between us snaps into place like a bolt of lightning, energy searing through my veins. Our bond hums beneath my skin like a living, breathing thing, and suddenly I can’t speak, can’t think, can’t do anything to escape the tidal wave of heightened emotion pulling me under.
Sloane finds the words for us both. Well, just one. Her eyes widen, lips parting as she whispers, “Mate.”
My heart pounds like a stampede in my chest, and it’s all I can do to keep from bursting into fucking tears. Because Iknew. I’ve known all along. I’ve loved Sloane my entire life, so deeply and fiercely that it physically aches to think about. I almost lost her, but we found our way back to one another, and this is our reward. Our bond.
I dive forward, stamping my mouth down over hers in a hard, claiming kiss. It’s one that says everything I can’t right now- how much I love her, how much I need her. How long I’ve waited for this moment, and how grateful I am that it’s finally arrived. Every slide of her lips against mine is an answered confession, conveying her own love, her own gratitude, her own relief.
Her arms wrap around my neck, her legs around my hips. I mindlessly grind against her, my rapidly thickening cock sliding against the heat of her bare center. My tongue chases hers as I angle my head to deepen our kiss, and the next thing I know, the head of my dick is notched at her entrance and I’m pushing inside, her tight heat enveloping me.
Sloane’s fingernails dig crescents into my shoulder blades as I sink deeper inside her, her inner walls stretching and pulsing around my girth. A wave of euphoria washes over me once I’m fully seated, our bodies locked together just like our bond. I rock my hips back then punch them forward again, Sloane’s mouth breaking away from mine and a breathy moan slipping free.
Primal instinct takes over as I fuck her harder, deeper, until we’re both slick with sweat and panting each other’s names. She flattens her palms against my chest and pushes, signaling that she wants me to roll over, and I do, holding tight to her thighs and taking her with me. She immediately rocks up into a seated position over my lap and starts riding my cock. It’s my favorite view- her tits bouncing, her wild curls spilling over her shoulders and down her back.
Sloane’s eyes are hooded as she gazes down at me, her lips parting to reveal the sharp points of her canines. At the sight of them, my mouth tingles and my own immediately descend, ready to mark her, to claim what’s mine and seal the mate bond between us. I push up into a seated position, looping an arm around Sloane’s waist and yanking her chest against mine. Her scent surrounds me- notes of vanilla, jasmine, and peach- and I press my forehead against hers, staring into her eyes.
“You and me, baby,” I rasp, thrusting up into her as she grips my shoulders and continues bouncing on my dick with wild abandon.
“Me and you,” she breathes.
And, like a silent pact, we move to seal our bond. Together.
Sloane tilts her head, giving me access to the junction of her neck and shoulder, and when I tilt mine the same way, she sinks her canines into my flesh in the same spot. The sharp sting of her bite barely registers because my teeth pierce her skin at almost the exact moment hers do mine, the two of us coming undone as the mating serum is embedded beneath our skin and our bond forges completely.
There’s no way to describe the feeling of utter bliss that comes over me in that moment. Mind-numbing, earth-shattering waves of pleasure rocket through me and I lift Sloane by the hips, painting the inside of her thighs with my release. Her body shudders in my arms as her own climax takes her under, and by the time we both ride it out, we’re trembling, struggling to catch our breath.
“Damn, girl,” I sigh, wrapping my arms around her and burying my face in her hair. “You’re fucking perfect, you know that? Fuck, I love you so much, Sloane.”
“I love you too,” she breathes, her warm cheek pressed against my chest. “You’ve always been the one, Maddox Kessler.”
Warmth blooms in my chest, and we just hold each other for a long moment, soaking up every last second. Then I finally move to stand up, pinning her body tight to mine to take her with me.
“C’mon,” I say gruffly, holding her up by the backs of her thighs. “I’m taking you back to the packhouse.”
Because Sloane deserves more than a fast, dirty fuck on the forest floor as her memory of tonight. She deserves to be worshipped, and I plan on doing exactly that.
She doesn’t argue- she just leans in and presses her lips against mine, her hard nipples brushing against my pecs. I start carrying her in the direction of the packhouse, leaving the rest of my pack out to finish the run on their own. Tomorrow, I’ll tell them why I bailed. Tomorrow, I’ll share the news that I found my mate and they have a new luna.
But for tonight, it’s just the two of us; the kids who grew up at each other’s sides, who fell in love at fifteen, who were forced apart at seventeen and came back together at twenty-five. We’ve been written in the stars since day one, and the moon tonight only confirmed what I’ve known all along.
