Page 231 of Kingdoms of Night

Her frown deepened. “No. Of course not.”

“Are you sure?”

“I was just about to tell you to claim me, idiot. Yeah, I’m fucking sure.” Her nostrils flared. “But now I’m not sure again because obviously you—”

I pressed my lips to hers, silencing whatever insult she’d been about to say.

Because she’d voiced the words I’d wanted to hear.“I was just about to tell you to claim me.”Theidiotpart didn’t matter.

Nothing else did.

Because Riley had just said she wanted me.

That was all I needed to know.

She mumbled something against my lips, but that mumble turned to a groan as I slid my tongue into her mouth.

Her slender arms wrapped around me, her breasts pressing into my chest.

And then she gave me everything I desired.

Her tongue was soft and explorative, learning my tastes and mimicking my movements with each stroke. She was bold. Adventurous.Perfect.

I squeezed the back of her neck to demonstrate my appreciation of her acquiescence.

Then I pressed my opposite palm to her rump and urged her to come even closer.

She didn’t falter, her slick cunt kissing my cock in warm welcome.

I purred in approval and deepened our kiss, wanting to devour her and claim her with my mouth alone.

How many months had I dreamed of doing this to her? How many months had I milked my own knot at thoughts of this beautiful woman accepting me in her bed for even just a night?

But now I wouldn’t just have a night with her.

I’d have her for life.

Starting with this estrus and leading into an eternity of calling hermine.

She moved against me, eager to do more than kiss.

However, I’d spent too many months fantasizing about that mouth of hers to move on from the task yet. I nipped her lower lip, lightly reprimanding her for trying to top from the bottom, and mastered her with my tongue.

Each stroke resembled a letter, spelling out the words,You are mine. Over and over and over again.

She melted into me, submitting entirely to my wolf and reveling in my growing purr.

It was all for her.Everythingwas for her.

Just like all that slick was for me. My knot. My cock.Mine.

I gathered her in my arms and stood, tired of the water and needing something more appropriate for our joining.

Her arms wrapped around my neck, her legs crossing at the ankles against my ass.

I’d found some towels when investigating the cabin earlier.

Rather than dry us off, I grabbed them on our way to the bed, then threw them on the sheets to help soak up the mess we were about to make.

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