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Evan’s breath hitched, his fingers curling into the damp earth beneath him. His body trembled, every muscle tense with hesitation, but he didn’t pull away.

Silas expected him to resist, to shy away from the overwhelming stretch, but instead, Evan did something that sent a bolt of raw hunger straight through him—he shifted, rolling his hips back, pressing himself against Silas, opening up for him.

Silas froze, his grip tightening on Evan’s waist.

His mate wasofferinghimself.

Not just surrendering—butinviting him in.

The realization sent a deep, primal thrill through Silas. He had known Evan was capable of submitting to pleasure, but this? This was something more. This was trust.

His voice was thick when he spoke, rough with restraint. “That’s it… just like that.”

Evan let out a shaky breath, his body tense but not in fear. Silas couldfeelhis pulse, couldsmellthe heat rising from his skin, could see the way his thighs trembled—not with resistance, but withanticipation.

Oh, his mate had depths he hadn’t even begun to explore.

Silas gritted his teeth, forcing himself to move slowly, to let Evan feel every inch as he began to press forward. The tight heat around him was nearly unbearable, his cock throbbing at the sheer intensity of it. Evan’s body clenched around him, muscles fluttering in a desperate attempt to adjust.

A sharp gasp left Evan’s lips, his spine arching, his breath stuttering on the edge of a moan.

Silas groaned, his fingers digging into Evan’s hips, feeling every shiver, every little twitch of his mate’s body as he worked him open. “Breathe,” he murmured, leaning down, lips brushing against the back of Evan’s neck.

Evan sucked in a breath, and slowly, slowly, Silas felt him relax. His mate wastakinghim, adjusting to him, his body learning the shape of him. The pleasure of it was overwhelming, a slow, searing burn that curled in Silas’ gut and spread through every nerve.

Evan let out a sound—half-moan, half-frustrated whimper—and rocked his hips back just slightly, as if asking for more.

Silas’ control snapped.

He growled low, possessive, and pressed deeper, feeling the last resistance give way as Evantook him. His mate’s body clenched tight around him, hot and perfect, sending a violent shudder through Silas’ spine.

Evan gasped, his hands fisting in the earth, his entire body shuddering beneath him as Silas seated himself fully.

Silas’ breath came ragged, his chest heaving as he held still for a moment, letting Evan adjust, letting him feel every inch of what he had just taken.

“You’re perfect,” Silas murmured, voice barely more than a growl, lips brushing against Evan’s ear.

His mate shivered beneath him, and Silasknew—this was only the beginning.

Because Evan wasmeantfor this.

And Silas was going to teach him exactly how much he could take.

Chapter eight

Evan

Evan's world narrowed to sensation.

Heat. Pressure. A burning stretch that stole his breath and sent sharp tremors down his spine. Silas was inside him, moving with slow, deliberate force, and Evan could do nothing butfeel. Every inch of him was filled, possessed, taken in a way that made his fingers claw at the earth, desperate for something to hold onto.

The first deep thrust sent a shudder through his body. His muscles clenched, nerves lighting up with a sharp mix of pain and pleasure. He gasped, body fighting the intrusion even as something deep inside him—something dark and secret—welcomed it.

This was... too much.

But his bodywantedit.

Evan’s breath hitched as Silas pressed deeper, stretching him in ways he had never imagined. His thighs trembled, his stomach tensed, every nerve focused on the place where theywere joined. He wasn’t sure if he was shaking from the intensity or from the way his own arousal throbbed in response.

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