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“That’s it, Caden,” he breathed. “Just like that.”

Encouraged by his words, I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, bobbing my head as I took him deeper. Atlas’s hips jerked slightly, pushing more of his length into my mouth. I gagged a little, pulling back.

“Sorry,” Atlas murmured, his voice strained. “You feel so good, it’s hard to control myself.”

I looked up at him through my lashes, seeing the raw need in his golden eyes. Feeling bold, I gripped the base of his cock and took him into my mouth again, this time relaxing my throat like Wild had mentioned during our talk while he got me ready for my night with Atlas. He’d tried to prepare me for everything.

Atlas let out a strangled moan as I managed to take at least half of his length. “Fuck, Caden,” he growled. “You’re a natural.”

His words sent a thrill through me, spurring me on. I bobbed my head faster, taking him as deep as I could manage. My hand worked the base of his shaft, stroking in tandem with my mouth. Atlas’s breathing grew ragged, his hips starting to thrust gently.

“Caden,” he groaned, “I’m close. You don’t have to-”

But I didn’t pull away. I wanted to taste him, to feel him come undone because of me. I sucked harder, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head of his cock.

With a roar, Atlas came, flooding my mouth with his release. I swallowed as best I could, though some escaped, trickling down my chin. Atlas’s body shuddered above me as I continued to suck gently, milking every last drop from him.

Finally, he pulled away, collapsing beside me on the bed. He gathered me into his arms, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. “That was incredible,” he murmured. “You’re incredible. Fuck…”

I blushed, burying my face in his chest. “I… uh… thanks.”

Atlas chuckled softly, his chest rumbling against my cheek. His large hand stroked my back soothingly. “No need to be shy now,” he murmured, his voice warm with affection. “Not after what we just did.”

I peeked up at him, my face still flushed. “I guess you’re right,” I admitted. “It’s just... this is all so new to me. I never thought I’d experience anything like this.”

Atlas’s golden eyes softened as he gazed down at me. “Me neither,” he confessed. “I mean, I’ve been with women before, but this... with you... it’s different. More intense. More right.”

His words sent a flutter through my chest. I reached up, tracing the strong line of his jaw with my fingertips. “So, what happens now?” I asked softly.

Atlas caught my hand, pressing a gentle kiss to my palm. “Now,” he said, “we figure this out together. I meant what I said before, Caden. You’re my mate. My other half. I’m not letting you go.”

A small smile tugged at my lips. “Even if it means giving up your pack and your title?”

“If you’ll have me.”

I knew I should say no, that this would never work between us. With school rules, societal expectations, pack laws, prejudices, and every other fucking thing wrong with the world against us, I knew it would be a terrible idea to say I wanted him. And my father? He would never allow it.

“Yes,” I whispered. “I want you.”

Those words, I knew, would be the spark that burned down my entire world.

Chapter 14

Atlas

Icouldn’t sleep the entire night. Not after what we’d done. How could I with Caden’s scent seeping into my pores? His warm body was curled up against me, my arms wrapped around him like a protective cocoon, keeping out the cold. It didn’t matter that the blizzard raged all night, drifting us in to that tiny, abandoned cabin. All that mattered was having my mate pressed against my chest, right where he belonged. The rest of the world could wait while I had this moment with him.

However, that didn’t stop me from having to extricate myself from his grasp a few times during the night to feed the fire. Thankfully I’d gathered enough wood while I was still in my Alpha form to get us through most of the night. But by morning I was tossing in pieces of half-rotted furniture from the cabin to keep it going. Even with all the snow insulating us inside, it was still frigid. The fire was the only thing keeping us both from freezing to death.

As the first rays of dawn crept through the frost-covered windows, Caden stirred in my arms. His eyelashes fluttered against my chest, tickling my skin. I held my breath, not wanting to wake him fully. This moment was too precious, too fragile.

But then his blue eyes opened, clouded with sleep and confusion. He blinked a few times, taking in our surroundings, before his gaze settled on me. A blush crept across his freckled cheeks as realization dawned.

“Good morning,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from disuse.

Caden’s lips parted, but no sound came out. He ducked his head, burying his face against my neck. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin.

“Are you okay?” I asked, running my fingers through his tousled blonde hair.

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