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“No more stalling, Ty. I want you inside me.”

His golden eyes flare with desire as he flips me over and lifts me by my waist so I’m on all fours. I should have expected this, him taking me from the rear, but I didn’t anticipate it, which makes it somehow sexier.

He covers me from behind, slowly, so I can enjoy the sensual feel of his soft, now-dry fur sliding against my skin. He chuffs next to my ear, his hot breath ghosting along my cheek, then uses his hand to notch his cock against my waiting channel.

Leaning down so my shoulders hit the mattress, I give him the non-verbal message that I want this, that I’m ready. He slides that magnificent cock inside me.

It’s thick and goes so deep I feel those amazing nubs at my entrance. Even though I expected them, it’s surprising and arousing at the same time. He’s in so far, I even feel the fur near his base. Just as I expected, it’s a value-add.

I’m too focused on his cock in my channel, I can’t speak, so I hum my pleasure.

He stills for a moment, letting me accommodate to his intrusion.

“So good,” he says. It’s surprising he can speak at all. I can’t.

Then those hips, so beautiful as they danced tonight, take on another rhythm, the primitive rhythm of love. He slides in and out, making sure he touches every spot inside of me.

When I press back, wanting more, he gives it to me. His hips pound into me, his furred balls slapping against my clit just hard enough to build me higher, my breath catching.

When he leans close, breathes in my ear, and then puts his fangs on my shoulder, not breaking the skin, just reminding me he’s not fully a man, it hurtles me over the edge.

I’m falling and flying at the same time as every muscle in my body releases in bliss. His teeth tighten on my shoulder, somewhere between pleasure and pain, before he releases me, lifts his head, and roars so loudly I imagine everyone blocks away in the dorms can hear us.

Although I just came, I catch up with him as another orgasm grabs me. We both ride wave after wave of bliss together. He focuses on taking his own pleasure for a moment, then intuits what I need as he slams into me with such force my teeth clack with every thrust.

My nipples slide against the sheets with every hammering drive. My fingers are splayed, clutching the sheets in a hapless effort to keep him from battering me toward the headboard.

I love this part of him. His animal self at the forefront of who he is.

I shriek my ecstasy as his hot jets release into me. He pumps me full of his essence as he pounds through his orgasm, then falls onto his side on the bed, pulling me with him, my back to his front.

“Good?” he asks.

I sigh, missing him the moment he slips out of me. Flipping onto my other side, I snuggle closer, and cup his furred, whiskery cheek with my palm.

“Grrreat. Oh, and did I mention I love you?”

There is a pounding on the front door. It startles the hell out of me as a masculine voice says, “Miss Reece? It’s Corporal Barton. Everything okay in there?”

Ty rises from the bed and stalks to the front door, his tail high behind him, stiff and wary.

I have just enough time to pull the covers over my breasts as I sit up. Even though Ty’s wide shoulders obstruct most of my view, it’s clear there’s a cadre of soldiers out there. In riot gear.

“Was it the roar?” I call loud enough for all of them to hear me.

“Yes.”

“We were just… playing charades,” I explain weakly.

Ty is standing bare and unashamed at the door and I’m clearly naked under the bedclothes. I realize how silly my charades comment must have sounded when it dawns on me that if nothing else, the smell in the room probably announces exactly what we were doing.

Ty, sweetheart that he is, doubles down. “Charades. A very fun game. I suggest you try it.”

With that, he closes the door, leaps back into bed all the way from the doorway, tucks me next to him, and we dissolve into a happy puddle of giggles.

Epilogue

Ty

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