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The intensity of our connection floors me. The chemistry between us is off the charts. I’ve never felt anything like it.

Soon, he's thrusting into me with abandon, his powerful hips driving him deeper and deeper with each stroke.

I wrap my legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust and urging him on as he fucks me harder and faster. The walls of the cave echo with our cries of pleasure, and I know that I'm on the verge of orgasm. Gruffydd seems to sense it too, his thrusts becoming more urgent and erratic as he chases his own release.

It builds and crests like a wave, until finally it crashes over me and I'm drowning in sensation, in emotion, in him. Our mutual climax is like nothing I've ever experienced before. My body convulses with pleasure, my muscles spasming as I cry out his name. Gruffydd roars and his cock pulses inside me as he fills me with his seed.

We collapse, spent and satisfied. Gruffydd pulls me into his arms, holding me tight as we catch our breath. With his heart pounding against my chest, I drift off to sleep wrapped in my beast’s embrace.

Chapter 16

Gruffydd

I bolt upright, my sleep-fogged brain struggling to make sense of the hazy gray cloud hovering at eye level.

Leaping out of bed, I sniff the air, hackles raised and ready to face whatever danger has infiltrated my peaceful abode. I sniff again, inhaling a lungful of the acrid stench as I race into the main living area of my cave.

What the...?

Slowly, realization dawns. Kiki is at the stove. She appears to be cooking, but judging by the plume of smoke wafting from the kitchen alcove, that’s debatable.

I lumber over, squinting through the haze. "Good morning, sunshine. What are you doing?"

She whirls around, spatula in hand. "Gruffydd! Geeze, don’t sneak up on me like that! How does someone your size move so quietly, anyway?” There’s a smudge of flour on her cheek and she’s never looked so beautiful. “ I wanted to surprise you with breakfast."

“Served well-done, I’m assuming.” I flash her a grin to show I'm teasing but she doesn’t seem to register the joke, so I clear my throat and ask, "What's on the menu?"

"Pancakes. My specialty. Well, it’s the only thing I know how to cook, if I'm being honest." She gives the batter a vigorous stir. "I had to improvise a bit since your cupboards are sorely understocked, big guy. But don't worry, I'm flexible that way."

I rub the back of my neck. Pancakes. The globby mess in the frying pan looks nothing like pancakes. Perhaps humans serve a different version of the food. "Yeah. I don't cook much, so I don’t often have much on hand. I usually eat at Sizzle, our communal dining hall."

Kiki brandishes her spatula at me. "Not today. Today, you're in for a treat. The Kiki Special."

"Can't wait," I deadpan, but secretly, I'm thrilled. She's cooking for me. For us. It's so damn domestic, the two of us having breakfast together in the cave. I love everything about it.

Except maybe the smell.

And the thick cloud of smoke.

Then I remember the package I special ordered. Eager to see if the custodian delivered it overnight as I requested, I saunter over to the entrance and poke my head out nonchalantly. And there it is, the small package just outside the cave door.

"I have a gift for you." I interrupt Kiki as she is plating the blackened blobs, and hand her the small, wrapped parcel.

She takes the bag, her brow furrowing in confusion until she peeks inside. Then her face lights up.

"Coffee!"

"You expressed very clearly how much you need it." I shrug, warmth blooming in my chest at her obvious delight. "It’s my duty and my pleasure to provide."

It’s obvious my mate is pleased with me when she throws her arms around me, heedless of the flour dusting her hands. "Thank you. It’s very thoughtful."

I hug her back, savoring her softness, the faint scent of our lovemaking last night still clinging to her. I could stay like this forever. I probably would, but Kiki waves a hand in the air, gesturing for me to sit.

Reluctantly, I pull away and seat myself at the table as she slides a plate under my nose.

"Ta-da! The Kiki Special.”

Pancakes? These are pancakes? They’re charred black around the edges, and just this side of raw nearer the center. They’re swimming in a sea of…

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