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I can’t do anything but dig my fingertips into the dirt, ripping grass, and hold on while he controls me. My body and mind are his. He’s all I feel and see and understand. “Xadiel, I’m close.”
A whisper he responds to with a hum. Satisfaction drips from the sound, but that’s not enough for him and I’m raised off the ground by his hold on my hips. My hands brace on the ground, trying to find purchase, as Xadiel forces me off and on his cock. Bouncing me at an angle that shatters me while his claws cut my skin.
“Fuck, baby girl. Just like that.” Another brutal thrust. His tongue licks my shoulder. “I can feel your walls tightening…love the way your wetness drips down my cock.”
“Xadiel, please. Please.” This sensation is new and overwhelming, almost painful, but his purring re-centers me. It’s what I focus on as the pleasure mounts, riding me high. What I’m clinging to as his knot nudges my entrance, stretching me wide while his lips are on my neck.
He loves the skin with warm, open-mouthed kisses. My bite isn’t healed there, but it’s better thanks to him. It’s scabbing over since I haven’t accepted him yet, but the attention still sets me off. Blindsides me with its sensitivity.
The orgasm rips through my body with blinding speed; I lose myself to the bliss coursing through my veins. Nothing could be better than this. Being with him is…
“Goddess, Alpha.”
“Take it, Little Moon. This knot is yours.” Xadiel’s gritted words are accompanied by a single punch of his hips, forcing me to take the last bit of him inside. His bulge slips past my slick lips, stretching me tightly around the girth before it swells and locks. We can’t move, but the vibration his cock emits as he comes is otherworldly.
Each spurt of his seed pulls a miniature orgasm from me. I’m filled to the brim, but there’s still more, and all I can do is lay beneath him and close my eyes. Exhaustion settles deep within me; I’m a mess and sated. My upper thighs are wet and the scent of sex surrounds us.
And the longer we stay like this, being rocked with his knot inside me, the heavier my lids become. Slowly they close, my breathing slows, but Xadiel continues to give me short little jabs that prologue this blissful state that I succumb to.
“You’re mine, Isabella. Today, tomorrow, and always.”
20
ISABELLA
I awake to the running of his fingers on my thigh. It’s a slow sweep, back and forth and sometimes tracing the tattoo of his wolf.
There’s awe in him over it. He’s proud.
But the emotion that comes across the strongest is affection. Clear, true, and honest, which leaves me breathless and with new doubts.
This isn’t something that happened yesterday. His aura is sweet and melds with mine. Our tethers match. The wolf in him has never denounced me, but the man held back. Felt the same but chose to turn his back on the bond because of a lie.
This was beyond us. But more importantly, can I honestly blame him?
If his family were responsible for Mom and Dad’s death, would I react the same?
A difficult answer: I was never put in his position. A rationalization that helps soothe most of my lingering hurt.
It’s not his fault. Greed is a horrible thing and is at play here, once again trying to take from me all that I love.
Because I do. For twelve months I’ve known about him, dreamt of him, and now that I’ve felt him…Xadiel Evergreen completes me.
“I can feel your eyes on me, mate,” Xadiel says, pulling me from my thoughts. His smile is roguish, golden orbs holding nothing but warmth when they finally flick to mine. “Did you sleep okay? Are you sore?”
“Not sure yet.” I’m teasing him, but he doesn’t catch on and his brows furrow. “I’m fine, Alpha.”
“For your first time, I was rough. Should’ve taken it—”
“It was perfect, and I don’t regret a thing. Even slept next to the equivalent of a roaring fire last night.” For a second, warmth floods his cheeks and I find the act sweet—special—knowing he wouldn’t do this in front of anyone else.
That smile is mine. I know this.
“I’m glad I could help you. It was my first time, too, and—”
“Wait. What?” He can’t be serious.
“Does it surprise you?”
