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It wasn’t long before Spike brought me to the edge of oblivion. At his last entry, the pressure building inside me burst opened. I emptied my balls and painted his abs with my jizz.

After several thrusts, Spike filled me with his seed. He collapsed next to me. his presence warm and comforting.

His arm wrapped around me, pulling me close as we lay side by side, our fingers intertwined.

I tilted my head back, gazing up at the canopy of stars above, feeling a sense of wonder wash over me.

It was moments like these, when the world felt so vast and full of possibility, that I felt most alive.

"Spike," I began, "there's something I need to tell you."

He waited patiently for me to continue.

"I love you," I whispered. "I love you with all that I am, with every beat of my heart."

For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with anticipation as I waited for Spike's response.

And then, with a soft smile that lit up his face like a beacon in the darkness, Spike reached out and took my hand in his.

"I love you too, Gray," he said. "More than words can express, more than the stars in the sky."

I soon felt Spike’s warm breath against the side of his neck and then his sharp teeth.

“Please,” I whispered.

“Please what, Gray?” Spike asked.

“Make me yours. Forever,” I said.

Spike didn’t ask me if was certain, he simply bit down, hard enough to draw blood.

I gasped at the initial burst of pain but pain was inconsequential as Spike’s inner grizzly drew my wolf close.

The moment our eyes locked, something shifted deep within me, as if a dormant force had been awakened.

I felt it like a sudden rush of energy coursing through my veins, electrifying and undeniable.

It was as if the universe itself had conspired to bring us together, weaving a bond between us that transcended time and space.

In that moment, I knew without a doubt that Spike was meant to be a part of my life, my heart, my soul.

As the realization washed over me, I felt a surge of emotions rise within me, overwhelming yet exhilarating.

It was as if every moment we had shared, every laugh, every touch, had led us to this inevitable point where our destinies intertwined.

And as our gazes held, I saw in Spike's eyes the same recognition, the same depth of feeling mirrored back at me.

In that moment, I knew that we were connected in a way that went beyond mere words or gestures. We were mates, now and forever.

SPIKE

As Gray watched us load the weapons, obvious concern on his face, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.

He wanted to come with us, to stand by my side and help in any way he could. But I couldn't risk his safety, not when the stakes were so high.

“You tagging along, it’s a bad idea," I told him, stepping closer to where he stood.

"But if Jack sees that the two of us are mated..." Gray trailed off, his voice heavy with worry. “Maybe he’ll back off or Olaf will tell him to stop.”

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