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Our bodies lock.

I want to melt the key and stay forever.

Squatters’ rights.

I live here now.

“Holy—” Her silky body tightens.

I freeze. “It hurts?”

“No. No. Just… Give me a second.”

Take my whole fucking life.

As she settles, her pussy makes kissy flutters. My mate’s skin glows like liquid honey. Her soft thighs and belly wiggle, and her juicy tits bounce.

Every part of her is eat-able.

Nipples tipped in strawberries.

Ass meat like angel food.

And her throat…

Jin’s mark glitters.

My teeth go all vampire, desperate to drink her blood and sink my mark while my asshole pulses, going O-o-O-o-O-o-O.

Need her to fill me.

Need her to stay with me, inside me, camping out with the pack and making me whole.

Heart derby-racing, I rabbit-pump my hips. Easy and shallow. Just pre-heating her Dutch oven for my baby batter. “Mate.”

Her lashes flutter, her pussy quivers, and her soft, sneaky smile is the same one my little cutie always beamed when I stuck lollipops in her pockets. “Dutch. I missed you. So much.”

We never should’ve been apart.

My instincts know we fucked up.

Instead of raging to bite and claim, they roll over.

Submissive and slutty, I offer my throat. “I want it, Solly.”

Solly crushes her tits to my chest, licking my jugular with a snarl that strums power cords on my spine.

Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinally.

My mate takes my throat.

Her teeth punch in, dripping zest and fairy dust.

I slam my hips, my hands, driving deep, craving every part of her.

The mate bond fireworks, weaving our souls and fucking chakras, and the sweetest, brightest, lemon-yellow sunflower blooms in my chest cavity.

I come roaring, pumping a load fat enough to fill my girl with fucking octuplets.

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