Page 129 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

Dark.

Desperate.

His wolf was in his eyes, just a little.

He and the beast were one and the same. He just couldn’t admit it to himself yet.

But he would get there.

We would get there.

“I need you just as much as you need me, Clay. Stop holding yourself back.”

Something in his eyes snapped.

He shoved me to the countertop and slammed into me.

I gasped as he filled me hard and fast.

“You think you can take all of me?” he snarled, hitting the back of my channel roughly before repeating the motion. “You think you can handle everything I am?”

“Fuck, yes,” I breathed.

He slapped my clit, and I cried out at the intensity of the pleasure. “You have no idea what you’re asking for.”

“Then show me.”

He fucked me so roughly, I was gasping for air and seeing stars as I came once, and again. When he finally went over the edge, sharp teeth cut into my shoulder, in the spot he would bite me beneath the full moon.

The spot he would use to make me his, permanently.

I couldn’t suppress my scream of pleasure as I shattered with him.

We came together, both of us panting as we caught our breaths.

I eased myself away from the countertop, and Clay pulled me with him as he sat back down in his chair. My ass was on his thighs, and he was still buried inside me.

He pulled our plates closer.

I managed a breathless laugh. “I’m not hungry now.”

His lips brushed my shoulder, kissing the bite mark there lightly. “Thanks for cooking.”

“Thanks for not kicking me out.”

“I think we both know I couldn’t go through with that.”

“Probably not.” I leaned back against him, closing my eyes as my heart rate slowly returned to normal. Against my back, his slowed too.

One of his hands remained on my thigh, and the other sat loosely on my hip, over my stolen shirt.

“Look,” Clay began, his voice full of hesitation.

I cut him off. “I’m not leaving, okay? I’m not. We’re in this together, and Clay, I love you too. I understand that you’re scared, and I don’t blame you for that, but you don’t get to tell me we’re done and walk away just because you’re scared.”

His grip on my thigh tightened, and his arm wrapped around my waist. “I’m fucking terrified, Nova.”

“I know. We’ll get through it.”

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