Page 82 of The Cursed Wolf King

I was breaking and mending all at once.

He lifted me by the waist, lowering me again onto his length. Goddess, I was full with him. He pressed into me, creating liquid pleasure in me that dripped over his cock as he lifted me again.

More, more,I said to him through our bond and hegrowled his delight. Faster now, he lifted me and pulled me back down but it wasn’t enough.

I had to have him. All of him.Now.

I should’ve been terrified about the unknown that would come with a claiming. A small part of me was afraid, yes, but beneath the fear was a pull—stronger than reason, louder than doubt. A need that burned through my veins, eclipsing the years of pain, the guilt, the walls I’d built to keep everyone out.

I wasn’t in control anymore.

I took his hands off my waist and pressed them into the floor beside his head. He bent his knees to support me as I leaned forward, offering my breasts to him. He sucked hungrily as I pressed them into his face, first one, then the other.

My heart thundered against my ribcage as the bond between us roared to life, surging like a tide that had finally broken free. I clung to him, gasping against his skin as the world narrowed to this moment, justhim. He entered me again, pulled out to the edge of me, and then pressed inside again, deeper.Again, I demanded as I bit his earlobe.Again, again, again.

He did as he was told, the slap of skin against skin making me wet beyond my craziest dreams.

And then… I fuckingexploded.

It started as a spark, a match lit in my center, buried so far down I almost didn’t recognize it. A tremor ran through my chest, spreading outward like ripples on a pond, shaking me to my core. Logan sensed it too—at least, he sensed something, accelerating as he moaned into my hair, until hecouldn’t contain it and tensed inside me, screaming out his orgasm as I trembled on top of him.

Pleasure and emotion, and Goddess, I was quaking with it. My peripheral vision blackened and I wondered if I was going to pass out while Logan thrust into me.

I didn’t. Instead, everything became sharper, the details vivid and multidimensional. I felt more than myself and yet, it was still all me. It made no sense until the vision of fur and panting delight came into focus.

My wolf.

For so long, she had been a distant shadow, a ghost haunting the edges of my mind. I had begged for her, cursed her absence, resigned myself to the emptiness she left behind.

Now…

She is here.

The dam burst.

The flood of her presence with my orgasm was overwhelming. I gasped, my back arching as the sensation rolled through me like an earthquake.

Her howl tore through me, deafening and relentless, a sound I’d never heard. It wasn’t just in my mind—it wasme, reverberating through my entire being.

I collapsed against Logan, my breath coming in ragged bursts as the bond between us deepened in ways I couldn’t begin to understand.

He held me tighter, and through the haze, I felt his relief, his awe, and something fierce and protective.

She’s back, I thought, and tears blurred my vision as I clutched at his chest.She’s back.

She growled softly, and I truly knew how she felt.

I buried my face in Logan’s chest, clutching at him as if he were the only thing keeping me tethered to the ground. My wolf wanted to be seen, to be acknowledged, to revel in her freedom—but not yet. She retreated, as if she were afraid of the light, and despite my effort to bring her forward, to share her with Logan, she faded into the depths of me. Still there, but waiting, wanting to know what Logan was going to do next.

I couldn’t blame her. She’d spent most of my life watching, hurting with me, wanting to protect me and not being able to.

This was different. Shadow Moon Goddess, everything was different. I felt it in my skin, a power rushing over me because Logan and I had created a moment that had been fated all along.

As for what came next… I looked at Logan. His eyes were full of wonder. He stroked my back in steady circles, his touch grounding and tender. “I could never have imagined being inside you would be so freeing,” he murmured against my hair. “You are everything.”

He sat up, wrapping those giant arms around me until the bungalow was a memory and the smell of forest and ocean took me over.

“Did you feel it too?”

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