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Matias’s arms wrap around my waist, tackling me to the forest floor. I let out a startled cry, struggling against him.

“Stop fighting me,” he grunts, his lips finding my neck. “You know you don’t want to.”

I should keep fighting—scream, kick, bite—but my body has a traitorous mind of its own. The more I struggle, the more I feel that spark igniting within me, that damnable desire that flares to life whenever he’s near.

His mouth is everywhere, leaving a trail of fire along my skin. My protests weaken as he drowns me in pleasure and wrestles me into submission.

He drags me to my feet and backs me against a tree, his lips bruising mine in a savage kiss. Grabbing my thighs, he lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist. The kiss deepens, our tongues tangling in a frenzied dance.

I gasp for air as he tears his mouth from mine, trailing kisses down my throat. “You’re mine, baby.”

The night air is chill on my skin, but my body burns with a fever only he can satisfy. I’m keenly aware of the hardness of his cock pressed against me, and I grind my hips shamelessly, seeking friction.

A savage grin stretches his lips. “Eager little bunny.”

He reaches between us, tearing at my panties with a roughness that sets me on edge. I whimper as he exposes me, the night breeze teasing my most sensitive spots.

Then his hands are on my ass, squeezing and kneading possessively. He pulls my hips back, the tip of his cock teasing my entrance.

“Say it,” he growls.

“Say what?” I choke out, anticipation coiling tight in my belly.

“Say you’re mine.” He rubs his dick over my clit.

My voice comes out breathless and desperate. “I’m yours, Matias. Always.”

He slams into me then, filling me so completely I can barely breathe. My head falls back against the rough tree bark, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

His thrusts are primal and savage. He claims me with a ferocity that should scare me, but I meet his urgency with my own, bucking my hips to take him deeper.

Matias buries his face in my neck, his breath hot and ragged. “Feel that? That’s me marking you. Mating with you.”

My body tightens around him. He groans, his fingers digging into my skin as he drives into me with relentless force.

“Fuck, you’re close already. You’ve missed my dick, haven’t you, baby?”

“Oh fuck,” I moan, my nails raking down his back. My body sings with the fullness, the rightness of this primal mating.

“Good girl, come for me,” he growls, his teeth sinking into my shoulder.

I shatter, crying out his name as my body convulses around him. My release triggers his. With a final, brutal thrust, he spills himself inside me with a roar of satisfaction.

He lowers me to the ground and nuzzles my neck. “Mine,” he murmurs possessively.

I should feel ashamed. I should push him away and run back to the party, back to normalcy. But instead, I lean into his touch, into the darkness, my fingers tangling in his dark hair.

“Yours,” I whisper, my voice thick with conflicting emotions. “Always.”

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MATIAS

Ipace back and forth in the small apartment, my mind consumed by thoughts of Kali. It's been a week since I fucked her in the woods. The mere thought of it drives me to the brink of madness.

I run my hands through my hair in frustration. She is mine, and I refuse to let her slip through my fingers. Kali may think she can hide from me, but I always find what's mine. This game of cat and mouse has gone on long enough.

I move to the window, peering out at the quiet street below. The apartment is secluded, tucked away from prying eyes—perfect for my needs. I smile to myself, a predatory grin spreading across my face. Kali will be safe here, focused solely on me, away from the outside world's distractions. I'll make sure of that.

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