Page 19 of Snatched Up By the Cartel

The pace quickened, our breaths coming in short, sharp gasps, our bodies slick with sweat as we moved together, our bond strengthening with each thrust. He thrust back against me, matching my movements. I didn't know it could feel so good.

Rylan's fingers tightened in my hair, his hips still meeting my thrusts even though he was having difficulty doing it, his body arching off the bed as he approached his climax.

"That's it, little omega," I growled, my voice rough. "Come for me." And I knew I didn't have to say it again.

His body tightened around me, his release coating my stomach as he cried out my name, his eyes shining with a mixture of pleasure and something more — the depth of our bond reflected in his gaze.

I thrust into him a few more times, approaching my climax, my wolf howling within me, demanding that I knot him — and he didn't need to worry. Of course I was going to do it.

With a final, deep thrust, I spilled myself into him, our bodies joined in the most strengthening way, our bond sealed with the exchange. After it was over, we knew that nothing could ever separate us more than ever before.

I collapsed onto him, my body spent, my heart pounding in my chest. His chest heaved and his body was slick with his sweat.

Rylan's arms tightened around me, his lips brushing my hair, his breath warm against my skin. He didn't want me to go anywhere and I wasn't going to. I didn't have any reason to do that.

"Mateo," he whispered, his voice soft and content. "We're finally together."

I nuzzled into his neck, my arms tightening around him. "Together," I murmured, my voice rough with emotion. "Nothing can tear us apart now. That word means so much to me."

We lay entwined, our breaths evening out, our hearts slowing to a steady rhythm. Despite the rocky start when we met each other, we were at peace with our lives.

The love between us pulsed, a warm, comforting presence that soothed my battered soul. I exhaled loudly, pushing out any remnants of tension in me.

As the reality of our newly acquired freedom and our completed bond sank in, I felt an even greater sense of peace wash over me. Here, in Rylan's arms, I was finally home.

I was thinking it didn't matter where we were. Of course, it was better to be in his penthouse, but as long as we were wrapped around each other's arms, we would always feel we were home.

We must have dozed off because I woke to the soft glow of sunset filtering through the bedroom window. God, how many hours passed? Probably too many. I felt like I made up for all the time I couldn't sleep well in my cell.

Rylan stirred beside me, his eyes fluttering open, a soft smile curving his lips as he took in my presence. He probably realized, yet again, that it wasn't all a dream and that this was happening for real.

"Hey," he murmured, his voice soft and sleepy.

I brushed a stray lock of hair from his eyes, my fingers lingering on his cheek. "Hey yourself," I said. "How are you feeling?"

He stretched, his body molding against mine, a contented sigh escaping his lips. He moved against me, putting his arm around me and pulling me closer to him.

"Better than I have in a long time," he said softly, his eyes searching mine. "Safe. Loved. And, most importantly, with you."

My heart clenched at his words, a smile gracing my lips. "You're stuck with me now, little omega," I said, my voice gentle, and of course, also joking. "Whether you like it or not."

He smiled, his eyes shining with a mixture of love and something more — a hint of the future we would build together. He also chuckled after hearing what I said.

"Forever," he whispered, his fingers tracing patterns on my chest. I could tell he was already imagining what our life was going to be like. I was also wondering the same thing, and I had a feeling it was going to be good. Just a feeling, though? No, it was more like I just knew it was going to be.

I kissed Rylan softly, my lips lingering on his. He kissed back, his lips moist and warm, just like I liked them.

"Forever," I agreed. "Now, what do you say we order some food? I'm starving." My stomach rumbled.

He laughed, the sound warm and joyful. "I could eat," he said. "And then maybe we can talk about our future. Our family."

It wasn't too early to talk about that. If anything, now was the right time.

And I smiled, my heart warming after hearing him say that. "As many children as you want, little omega," I said. "We'll build a life together, away from all this."

I was thinking we should move out of the city and go somewhere we could have all the privacy we wanted. If we had a small house far away from civilization, it would be perfect.

He nodded, his eyes clouding over for a moment before he shook his head, clearing the sudden darkness that had passed through them. Did he just think something he didn't want to share with me? No, it couldn't be that.

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