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As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t deny that. Every inch of me wanted Grayson, particularly my wolf and the suppressed part of me that knew he was my mate.

My body surged, another climax right at the edge. I whimpered, my hips rocking against his hand. When it was too much, though, I yanked him down to my mouth, feverish kisses taking over as I tried to get his cock inside me.

“So very impatient.” Grayson took his hand back, patting against my swollen, sensitive clit. “Do you really need it that bad?”

A lust-drunk growl ripped from me, and I grabbed Grayson’s hips, pulling him into me. His cock slid in without any effort, and the feeling of being so blissfully full of him was perfection.

“Ugh, fucking hell, Kenz.”

My heart skittered at the familiar nickname—one he wasn’t privy to anymore—but I was too gone to stop anything because of it.

“Fuck me, Gray. Give me everything you’ve got.”

The snarled order was just as much a desperate plea, and without any further prompting, Grayson started up a brutal pace, driving himself inside me up to the hilt and then pulling back just to thrust even harder.

I was completely gone to the intoxicating dance between us, the next wave of my heat reaching a crescendo without coming down. I was left there in the exquisite thralls of need, each jolt of Grayson’s hips rocketing me higher and higher, more and more slick flowing.

Holding onto him with everything I had, I had no choice but to open myself up to everything Grayson had to offer. Then he was hoisting me up onto his lap, his knees holding us both up as he pummeled into me.

“Oh, hell…Gray!”

“That’s right, Kenz. Take every bit of it.”

He growled low, his cock spearing me wonderfully, and I teetered on the edge of another release. Grayson buried his face into the crook of my neck, his lips brushing my skin. The prick of his fangs was quick to follow, and for a blisteringly long moment, I wondered if he would perform the mating bite.

There’d be no going back to our deal if he did, and I wasn’t sure if that was bad or not.

He pulled himself back, and his growl soaring into the air was all the stronger because of how hard he fought against the urge.

I couldn’t be too concerned about it, though, because he was barreling into me with such fury that it took everything I had to even stay conscious. The sensations boiled over, and Grayson came right along with me, filling me with his spend.

The dull ache in my womb disappeared, replaced by a warmth that lit me up from the inside. All the urges of the heat—of Grayson’s rut—had been answered, and we were utterly spent, collapsing to the bed.

Grayson stayed tucked inside me for when the next round demanded more from us, but for now, it was quiet, and for the first time in so fucking long, I wasn’t in pain.

Chapter 10 - Grayson

Sunlight came through the blinds and, with it, the first touches of consciousness. My body felt sore as all hell but satisfied in a way that it hadn’t been in ages. Goddamn, I’d gone into a rut. I’d stopped that from happening for as long as I could remember, and now…

Fucking shit. What am I supposed to do about this?

In a strange twist of fate, which I couldn’t decide was awful or just particularly on the nose, Kenzie was still asleep next to me, and for the first time since I’d been around her after the rejection, her scent didn’t linger with char. It smelled clean and fresh, the memory of reading an old book at the shore.

I knew I’d hurt her, and every day, I hated it, but now? Fucking hell, it was so much worse to be confronted with the truth of what you’d done. I’d done this to MacKenzie. I’d rejected her and caused her to be in pain and fury for months. All of her suffering landed squarely on my shoulders, and I had the ability to take it away just like that.

“You know I never wanted this, Kenz. Not really.”

The whisper barely broke the air, but it was the truth. I didn’t want to reject her; anyone with a mate would be stupid to actually wish for their mate to be gone. The only way I could see that making sense was if they’d done something terrible—murder a child terrible.

But Kenzie had done nothing. She’d only been my mate. Hell, I was pretty sure she’d love—

I stopped that train of thought. It wasn’t going to get me anywhere except further into the spiral. Besides, I was enjoying looking at the crack of her ass.

Breathing in deeply, I could sense the lingering waves of her heat. It was backing off, however, sated through the night by the three more times we’d found each other. I didn’t think I was even really conscious for the last one. A part of me had just woken enough to be with her and give her body what it needed.

Me.

My stomach clenched again, and I thought of all the times I’d wanted to claim her properly and perform the mating bite. It had been nearly constant whenever we’d been together, and I was still shocked that I’d somehow managed to stop myself.

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