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“Did I hurt you?”

She shakes her head no, but I can feel the tension in the thighs that cling to my hips.

“Just claim me Jaxton,” she cries, her breath sweet and hot in my ear.

I slide my cock out halfway and back in again.

She moans. “That feelsgood.”

“Yeah,” I agree. Which might be the biggest understatement in the universe. My girl’s sweet virgin pussy clinging to my cock for the first time ever. Those tiny muscles clenching around me. Hot and wet and slippery.

I pump in and out a couple of times. “Oh—” she says in a different voice. “That’s like before… I’m going to…”

I thrust one-two-three more times, and sheexplodes. She comes all over my cock, clenching and shuddering and sighing and moaning. I watch as my beautiful girl comes apart in my arms, my cock almost splitting her in two.

She’s mine, I think, over and over. Always has been. Always will be. If I never touched her again, I could die a happy man. But that’s not gonna happen. Because she’s my mate, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life making her as happy as she deserves to be.

Her orgasm has died away, but she’s still clenched in a vise grip around my cock. As I push into her sweet body, again and again, I feel like she’s milking me. I’m getting close. My beast is surging to the surface. My jaw aches as its canines push through.

Flip her. Claim her, it growls.

I can’t right now.

But already, I’m raising her lovely thighs and turning her onto her side. I’m not going to claim her. I’m just going to mate her from behind. I draw her into my arms, her round ass pressing into my hips as I thrust in this new position.

She makes a sound of surprise and pleasure.

Claim her,my beast rumbles over and over. I clench my jaw, force it back, back.

It’s not time yet.

I hold her tight, grasping her full tits as I plough into her, over and over.

And finally, a roar breaks from my throat and I ejaculate inside her. She arches and writhes as I flood her womb with my hot seed. I’m dimly aware that we’re coming at the same time, and it’s so goddamn beautiful.

9

Rowan

I’m sitting at Grandma Jo’s kitchen table, hands wrapped around a hot drink, watching Jaxton cook dinner in the kitchen. There are a couple of steaks frying in one pan and fresh-cut potatoes frying in another, and it all smells incredible. My stomach is rumbling like crazy.

He’s refused all my offers of help.

“I usually do all the cooking at home,” I protested.

“And that’s exactly why you’re not going to lift a finger right now,” he told me sternly. “You’re going to sit right there and relax.”

So, I’m following his orders. Except, I’m not relaxed at all. My whole body is tingling, throbbing with the after-effects of all the orgasms he gave me. Jaxton mated me. He was my first. He was my first and it was incredible. Even better than I imagined. His mouth between my legs, on my nipples. He knew exactly how to make my body sing. Then the big fierce thrust of his cock, pounding into me again and again. Muscles bunched, skin slick with fresh perspiration. All I could do was cling to him helplessly and come again, and again, and again. He was so wild and beastly, but so tender at the same time.

Afterwards, he held me in his arms for a long time, caressing me, telling me I’m beautiful, until our stomachs started to rumble.

Jaxton’s broad back muscles ripple beneath his shirt as he moves around the tiny kitchenette like he’s worked there a hundred times before. He thought of everything. He’s brought a bunch of food, a new gas canister and cooking equipment, and he’s made this little place so cozy. It really feels like our home. I wish, more than anything that we could just stay here together. Shut the world out and not worry about anything at all. But I can’t…

I shake my head, dash the thought away. I’m determined not to give into the sadness that prickles at the edges of this beautiful moment. I’ve got tonight and tomorrow, and I’m going to pack a whole lifetime of happiness into these days.

Jaxton turns off the stove, slides the steaks onto two plates. “Ready,” he says, flashing that sexy smile of his.

“Gosh, this looks fantastic,” I groan as he puts a laden plate down in front of me.

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