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I arched against him, and he took me, taking me right to the edge of bliss. He slowed, and started to draw back, taking me right to the edge of the edge, but never falling with me. I whimpered, pleading with my body, with my fingertips on his skin. His chest rose and fell as he struggled to control himself.
"Since the first time I saw you," he said, his voice low. "You've shone so bright."
"Like a star?" I teased him.
"Like my north star." His eyes were intent on mine. "Guiding me home."
His lips found mine again, the two of us sharing a long, slow kiss.
When we broke apart, I whispered, "But you've never left home."
"That doesn't mean I felt like I belonged." His lips caressed my cheek, my throat, sending hot pulses down my skin. "Just because this life was familiar doesn't mean it felt like home."
"I know what you mean," I whispered. I traced my fingernails over his skin as I pressed myself urgently against him, wanting more of his cock. "I never belonged with my pack either."
I ground my hips against his, and he slid inside me. I let out a long gasp.
"When I saw you," he whispered, "everything changed. Like I had glimpsed…"
He stopped himself from whatever he was going to say next. Instead, he kissed me, a burning kiss, his tongue sweeping inside my mouth. He kissed me like that kiss was supposed to say everything his words could not.
I lifted my hips, urging him as he began to thrust inside me. He let out a low moan, steadying himself on his elbows so he wouldn't crush me with his weight. “Christ, Amelia. I can’t take much more.”
He reached for my hands, and our fingers threaded together, his knuckles grazing my breasts, making them ache for his touch. As he thrust into me, I moved my hips, urging him to go even deeper. With each stroke, I felt myself straining toward the peak.
"I love you," I whispered, and the force of my words seemed to set off a chain reaction between us.
His eyes were dark and his breathing grew ragged.
"Mine," he whispered against my throat. His tongue swept my neck. "You're mine."
My whole body began to quiver as Shaw drove me toward the edge of ecstasy. The world began to fade, becoming a blur of heat and color. I clutched his shoulders, grinding my hips against his, urging him on.
My body spasmed around him, and his lips parted as he neared his own climax, his face intense as he tried to fight off the urge. Then I was soaring even higher than before.
My orgasm seemed to drive Shaw over the edge, and he thrust into me one last time as he buried his face in my shoulder, his cock throbbing, pumping his cum into me. I felt him swell, felt the echoes of my own pleasure as they resurfaced, and I was consumed by the blissful sensation of him filling me, of this feeling of being complete and whole.
His teeth scraped against my throat, and my thighs tightened around him, wanting more of him. The tease of pain of the light bite made me want more, made me want it harder.
I grabbed the back of his head, my fingers splaying through his hair, and pushed his face against my neck. His teeth wrapped my shoulder, and I let out a cry of pain even as my hips arched toward his, as I searched for more of him. He bit down, hard enough to make me cry out again. The wild, reckless part of me wanted him to bite harder. To mark me. To make me his forever.
He barely managed to wrench himself back, but suddenly he was on his feet.
He stumbled back as if I'd hurt him, his eyes wide.
"I just almost bit you." His voice was raw and panicked. "Almost marked you."
"But you didn't." I scrambled to my feet, trying to grab my clothes. Suddenly I felt too exposed and vulnerable. I didn't even know what to tell him.
Could another man mark me?
"We need to figure out what's going on," he said. "With the... bond."
He looked wild-eyed, as if he wanted to run from me, but he offered me an uneasy smile. Then he bent and picked up my shirt and held it to me, though he held himself away.
"Thank you."
He nodded, then yanked his own jeans up.
