Page 67 of His Mate

She let out a soft moan, her nails digging into my back as she pressed herself even closer, her body arching against me. I could feel the heat of her need, the way she trembled under my touch, desperate for more. Her fingers curled into the fabric of my shirt, pulling me toward her, as if she couldn’t bear to be separated from me for even a second.

I pulled her closer, my lips finding hers in a hungry, demanding kiss. She moaned into my mouth, her body melting into mine as her hands roamed over my back, her fingers tracing the lines of my muscles. I knew that nothing else mattered right now—nothing but her.

“My sweet mate,” I growled against her lips, my voice rough with desire. “I’m going to give you what you need.”

She whimpered, her eyes half-lidded with lust as she looked up at me, trembling with anticipation.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath. “I need you, Rowan. Now.”

Her words sent a surge of heat through me, the raw desire in her voice igniting something deep inside me. The wolf within me, always close to the surface, growled in approval, urging me to claim her fully, to satisfy the need that burned between us.

But we weren’t alone.

The Resistance soldiers lingered, watching us with tense, wary eyes. I could feel their suspicion, their discomfort with what was happening between Kendra and me. And Sorin—she stood at a distance, arms crossed, her cutting gaze never leaving us. She didn’t understand what was happening, couldn’t comprehend the depth of the bond we shared. To her, it was still a threat, something she thought she could control.

But I wasn’t about to let anyone interfere. Not now. Not with us.

I turned my head to face Captain Sorin. My eyes met hers, and I felt the tension in the air thicken, the weight of the moment pressing down on everyone in the room.

“This is happening,” I growled, my voice low and filled with authority. “Whether you like it or not.”

Sorin’s expression didn’t falter, but I could see the flicker of something in her eyes—uncertainty, maybe, or a hint of understanding. But she wasn’t going to back down easily. I could feel the defiance in her stance, the way her soldiers shifted uncomfortably behind her.

“This bond between us,” I continued, my voice hardening, “it’s not something you can control. It’s not something you can stop. Kendra is mine, and I’m hers. That’s how it is. You can stay and watch, or you can leave.”

Sorin narrowed her eyes, glancing between the two of us, her jaw clenched. She didn’t like losing control. She didn’t like not having the upper hand. But this wasn’t a negotiation. This wasn’t something she could dictate.

For a long moment, there was silence. The air crackled with tension, the quiet broken only by the distant sounds of the soldiers shuffling on their feet, unsure what to do next.

Finally, Sorin spoke, her voice clipped but calm. “We don’t need to be here for this.” She turned quickly, signaling to her men. “Let’s go.”

The soldiers hesitated for a moment, still casting uneasy glances in our direction, but when Sorin shot them a hard look, they fell in line, following her out of the warehouse without another word. The door shut behind them with a heavy thud, leaving Kendra and me alone in the silence.

I let out a slow breath, turning my attention back to Kendra, who looked up at me with wide, needy eyes. Her body was pressed close to mine, her breath warm against my skin, and the tension between us was thick, almost unbearable.

“They’re gone,” I murmured, my voice rough with desire. “It’s just us now.”

She let out a soft moan, her fingers curling into my shirt as she pulled me closer, her lips brushing against my neck. “Then don’t make me wait any longer.”

I pulled her onto my lap, her legs straddling me as she wrapped her arms around my neck. The warmth of her skin, the feel of her soft curves against me, was almost too much to bear. I kissed her again, harder this time, my hands roaming over her back, her hips, pulling her closer, desperate to feel every inch of her.

I had made Kendra yield to me as a wolf.

It was time to force her to surrender to me as my human mate.

I didn’t hesitate. I wrapped my hands around her waist, flipped her over on her hands and knees, and lined up my cock with her sopping wet pussy.

Then I thrust inside of her with onehardstroke.

Her entire body stiffened, but I didn’t give her even a moment to recover. Instead, I drove into her again, her viselike pussy gripping my cock so firmly that it would have driven a lesser man insane.

But not me.

No. I was going to break her.

She was on all fours as her hips bucked back against me. Her moans of pleasure and pain were the perfect accompaniment to my animalistic grunts as I slammed my hips against her again and again, burying my cock deep inside her.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the empty warehouse, punctuated by the soft moans and cries of pleasure spilling from her.

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