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My head tilts.

“The way you claimed your other mates. We’ll handle the sigil later. Bite me as I fuck you full of my cum.” He keeps himself up using his forearm and reaches between us, teasing my clit. His slow, lazy thrusts turn measured and powerful.

Lorcan brushes his lips over mine, and my pleasure builds stupidly fast. I dig my hand into his hair, tugging his head to the side and his neck to my mouth as my feet land on his ass.

I’m just on the brink when he pinches my clit, hard.

I explode in a violent wash of pleasure that tries to distract me from the job at hand.

There’s no settling my body as it shakes, but I focus on his neck. My wolf keeps me on task. She wants our claim visible, no matter his attire.

I strike high on his throat, and his blood fills my mouth. His cock grows longer and thicker. I didn’t know it was possible for a dick to feel that insanely hard, but it makes grinding my hips even more euphoric as he rakes against every pleasure center I’ve got.

“Fuck, little wolf, I’m going to be dripping out of your greedy little pussy for days.” Lorcan’s muscles lock tight as he growls. His body freezes, but his cock jolts, painting my insides with his hot cum.

His addition to the bond takes my breath away as I retract my teeth, licking over the bite. The taste of his blood on my tongue should be appalling. Really, it just turns me on even more knowing that he’s all mine.

Lorcan is barely done coming when he slides a hand between my back and the stone and rolls us.

I struggle to scramble on my knees, otherwise, I’d be lying flat on top of him.

He grins playfully. “I must admit, the view from here is bloody spectacular. I’m also quite fond of having my hands free to do this.” He cups my ass, squeezing hard before sliding around to tease my tits.

I slowly start to bounce over him, following his gaze to where he disappears inside me. His cum drips out around his length, and the sight makes me shiver.

“Ride me, little wolf,” he commands, biting his lower lip. “I’m desperate to fill you full of meoverandoveragain.”

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Lorcan

Ember falls against my chest, grinding her hips through another intense orgasm. My entire being fills with pride. She’s precious and finally comes enough times that I think shemightbe satiated.

Well, for the moment. Her approaching heat will only intensify her need for her mates. It’s actually a good thing there are three of us. I’m elderly by their standards, after all.

I snort at the thought.

“Yes, fine. You proved the perks of age, whatever.” She groans, rolling her face around my pec. “My knees are wobbly. How in the world am I supposed to walk back like this?”

“Don’t fret.” I smile softly, running my hand down her spine. “I’ll be happy to carry you. We just need to handle one thing first.” I lean up and don’t stop until I’m vertical. My cock is still firm inside her, but I have other priorities at the moment.

“The claiming rune?” Ember asks, pulling back from my chest.

I nod. “I’d like to complete it.”

“Okay,” she agrees.

Pulling my wrist up, I cup that hand.

“We’ll need a little of your blood. Would you like to—” I cut off when she pulls her hand to her mouth, biting into the side of her palm near her thumb. She quickly moves to drip the blood into my makeshift cup. Opening and closing her hand produces enough that I’m sure she’ll be able to tackle the sigil.

I bring my free hand to one of my canines and bite before moving the wound to drip into my palm. “Show me your mark.”

She flips her wrist, and I slide my hand over it to remove the invisibility spell. “What now?”

“Draw it on my wrist as close to matching yours as you can get. You’ll need to be quick,” I say in a soothing tone. I don’t want to rush her, but shifter blood dries quickly and mine even faster.

Ember dips her finger into the combination of our blood and places her wrist next to mine. She moves swiftly but carefully as she draws out the pattern. Her eyes snap to mine, and I mentally repeat the bonding spell.

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