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She bucked her hips, then rose up on me and slammed back down again, forcing a roar from me before I could even attempt to muffle it.

Again and again she did it, until I was seeing fucking stars.

Still sucking on my fingers like a wild thing, she dug her nails into my shoulders then rode the fuck out of my dick, ramming herself down, then circling and grinding her hips.

Driving me out of my mind.

“Shit. Fucking shit, Aurora. Ungh… that’s right… come all over my cock. Come for me, darlin’.”

She threw her head back, pulling off my fingers, as she clamped down around my cock and shuddered.

I slapped my hand to her mouth just as a scream tore from her throat as she came all over me.

“Jesus Christ,” I choked, burying my face in her shoulder as she took me way over the edge and I came deep inside her.

When I lifted my head, I looked to see her beaming down at me dazedly and totally blissed-out. “You all right?” I asked, removing my hand from her mouth.

Panting, she told me, “I needed that so badly.” She linked her arms around my neck. “I needed you.”

“Right there with you, darlin’,” I said, sinking into her.

She stroked my hair, holding me to her.

Right where I needed to be.

Right where I needed to ensure I stayed.

No matter what came our way with this war.

She wasn’t leaving me again. She wasn’t leaving us.

She wasn’t.

19

~Asher~

“Don’t. Please don’t do this. I know you’re angry. I know what he did. But you can’t do this. Stop. For me. For me, Asher.”

For her.

That’s what she’d said. Well, what she’d screamed.

In so much desperation, fear, and pain.

They all thought it was Aaron who’d stopped me with his threat of putting me in a cage.

I knew him too well to have believed he’d actually ever do that.

It had been an empty threat. I’d known it in the moment.

What had given me that extra jolt to finally release Lance had been the actual triggering impact that him bringing that up had caused.

But what had stopped me from taking it too far, from going beyond the brief pain I’d inflicted upon Lance, had been her.

She’d cut into my beast state. She hadn’t tamed it exactly. She’d… soothed it.

Sure, she’d managed to quell my harsher side, my nastier urges and intentions before. She’d had me compromise when that had never been a reality for me before. She’d had me show mercy. She had me show affection and care. Love, even.

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