Page 89 of Good Luck Charm for the Wolf

She’s tight, soaking wet, her pussy clenching around me like she can’t stop coming.

I’m—well, I’m rough, rutting into her again and again, setting a fast, filthy pace that has her crying out into the sheets, her body giving me everything.

“Mine,” I snarl, leaning down to bite at her shoulder again, but not quite going through with it until she tells me what I need to hear.

“Say it, Dina.”

“Yours,” she sobs, pushing back to meet every hard thrust.

“Yours, yours, always yours.”

I lose it.

I fuck her hard and deep, grinding against her clit until she’s shaking again, body tensing before she screams my name and comes violently around my cock.

That’s it.

That’s the end for me.

I slam into her once, my canines slice through her skin. I buck twice more and then I’m spilling inside her, filling her so deep I swear she’s going to feel it for days.

We collapse together, still joined, tangled up in sweat and kisses and everything we are.

Breathless, wrecked, and completely fucking happy.

She turns her head just enough to whisper, “I hope our luck never runs out.”

Tugging her closer, pressing kisses to her damp hair, I give her the only response I have.

“It never will, Sunshine. We’re forever.”

“That’s right. Forever. No takebacks,” she agrees sleepily, already drifting.

And me?

I hold her tighter, our bond humming between us like a living thing, knowing I’ll never let her go.

Because this?

This is home.

This is mine.

This is us.

Epilogue 2: Dina

I wake up to warmth. Every day now.

And it’s not just the sunlight peeking through the curtains, but the heavy, solid Doug-shaped warmth wrapped tightly around me.

His arm is draped across my waist, his face buried against my neck like he has zero intention of letting me out of this bed anytime soon.

Not that I mind.

A soft, secret smile tugs at my lips as I shift slightly, my whole body aching in the best possible ways.

I’m pretty sure my thighs are still trembling, and honestly?

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