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Considering that this meant being buried to the hilt in Ayla’s squeezing heat, “the now” was quite a lovely thing to focus on.

I gripped her hips and surged farther into her: not too hard, but certainly with more thrust than our first time. I listened carefully to Ayla’s response, the bond between us wide open so I could catch any change in her emotions.

“Kai,” she gasped, and the lust that poured through our bond fueled my own, creating that feedback cycle again from our first coupling. That was certainly the go-ahead I was looking for, and I thrust into her again. And again. And again.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

She clung to me as I increased the speed, increased the force, pulling out almost completely, then slamming back in, our bodies joining in a frenzied dance. I gripped her hips, using them as leverage to pull her down to meet me when I surged forward, knocking more cries of pleasure from my mate’s full lips. Eachsingle thrust made her breasts bounce and her breathing hitch, hypnotizing me more and more into a feral consummation.

I loved her. I loved her so much that it hurt, but I also craved that pain. I wanted to brand my very soul with it, change myself from the inside out. I couldn’t believe I’d gone three years without such a connection, as nothing else was going to feel as good, as complete, as joining with my fated mate.

“Fuck,Kai. More, gimme more, I can take it.”

Ambitious as always, but Ayla had yet to be wrong about her abilities, so I leaned back enough to place her legs over my shoulders, nearly folding her in half, and then I was barreling into her again, holding nothing back.

The sofa-couch below us groaned from the force of our efforts, but Ayla was clearly loving it. From the sounds she was making, to the nails scoring my skin, to the lust and complete hedonism flowing through our bond, she was building a crescendo in me, fueled by the idea that I was bringing my partner untold pleasures.

“Yeah, you can take it,” I said, my voice barely more than a rumble. “You were meant to take it, weren’t you, baby girl?”

She let out a mew below me that I'd have dedicated an entire symphony to if I was musically inclined. It moved like an explosion through me, and I knew that I wouldn’t last much longer.

But I knew that I wouldn’t feel truly satisfied unless she came on my cock, squeezing me dry while soaking me at the same time. So, I slipped my hand between the two of us, my fingers searching for that same sensitive spot I’d found the first time.

I briefly found myself wishing that we were at base, where I could use any number of my toys on her. I'd love to hear what sounds I could coax out of her with my little bullet vibrator, or with a rabbit. I knew that men were intimidated by anything with a charge, but no, sex toys were special tools that allowedme to play more with my partner. There was nothing quite like pinning a beautiful woman to my bed, having her experience orgasm after orgasm, while I watched her slowly, entirely give in to the pleasure. Gods, I couldn’t wait to have Ayla like that, all flushed and wanting.

Not that I was ungrateful for the current moment. I'd never take a single time with her for granted. I was just…so incredibly excited for our future.

That excitement pooled in my belly, urging me to stroke her clit in tight little circles.

“Cum for me, baby girl. I know you can.”

“I… I…”

I loved how her ability to talk seemed to just flee whenever she was close to the edge, and I wasn’t disappointed by her sputtering again.

“You can do it. I know you can.”

It figured that ardent praise was the final thing she needed, because I felt it the moment Ayla went over that delicious edge. She squeezed down on me like the world's most delicate vise, rhythmically pulsing. The way she milked me was just incredible, and sure enough, she pulled me right along with her.

“Fuuck,” I groaned, burying myself as deeply as possible as I came. Gods, what a perfect, incredible feeling. Pleasure rolled through every cell in my body as I released within her, emptying where it felt I was always meant to be.

We stayed like that for quite a few moments before falling to the side, both of us completely breathless.

“We really need to get to sleep,” she murmured, rolling over and looking at me with a happy, contented smile.

“Yeah, we do,” I murmured, stroking her hair out of her face, taking pride in the slight sheen of stickiness she had from the sweat we’d worked up together.

We shared a gaze for quite a while, our breathing steadily beginning to slow. I almost felt like she was waiting for me to say something, and after a bit, I finally said what was on my mind.

“Wanna go again?”

She let out a borderline unhinged laugh. “Yes, please.”

Chapter 16

Ayla

“Somebody did something stupid last night.”

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