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The urgency of their kisses ignited the air around them, each touch crackling like static in the dry desert night.
Nick pulled her even closer, his lips parting hers with a fervor that spoke of raw need.His hands, strong and sure, slid down her back, contouring to the shape of her waist before splaying across the curve of her hips.
Sarah gasped into his mouth, her senses overwhelmed by the taste of him, the scent of his skin mixed with the arid breeze filtering through the open window.
Her world narrowed to the feel of Nick’s touch—his fingertips grazing along her spine, sending shivers cascading down her body.His hands moved with a possessive intensity, claiming her as his own.The sensation of being so wholly wanted made her body come alive, awakening a hunger she’d tried to bury.
His touch stoked the inferno within her.
And as her thoughts gave way to pure sensation, Sarah clung to Nick, her lover, her protector.
My mate.
His fingertips traced fire along the line of Sarah’s collarbone, and with each touch, her heartbeat quickened.
“I couldn’t stop thinking of touching you,” he growled low, a sound that rumbled from deep within his chest, an echo of the wolf within him, and the vibration of his voice against her skin added another layer of sensation.“Not even when everyone else was here.”
She responded with a soft moan, tipping her head back to offer him more of herself, reveling in the strength of his body pressing against hers.
“I want you,” she murmured, her hands venturing beneath the fabric of his shirt.She needed more of him, all of him, the raw power of his shifter strength that promised ecstasy.
“God, Sarah,” Nick panted, his control fraying, his need evident in the tight grip of his hands on her hips.“You’re everything.”
“Come on,” she urged, drawing him back to her room again.
In her room, Sarah’s breath caught in her throat as Nick’s hand found the hem of her blouse, his fingers brushing against her heated skin.His touch was urgent as he lifted the fabric over her head.She mirrored his actions, her own hands trembling slightly as she worked at the buttons of his shirt.
Their garments fell away, leaving them bared to each other.With a growl that rumbled from deep within his chest, Nick wrapped his arms around Sarah, his grip protective and possessive.He lifted her as though she weighed nothing.Her body hummed with anticipation as he carried her toward the bed.Sarah clung to him, her hands roaming over his back, tracing the contours of muscle and bone.The room spun slightly, a dizzying dance of shadows and moonlight that played upon their skin, casting them both in a silver glow.
He lowered her onto the sheets.For a moment, they paused.Then, as the first stars pricked the darkening sky outside, Sarah reached for him, pulling him down beside her, then under her.
Sarah’s fingers trembled with anticipation as she reached down, her breath catching in her throat.She grazed the length of his cock, her touch light.
Nick’s cock responded to her caress, a jerk of pure instinct that drew a moan from deep within him.The sound resonated through her, vibrating along her spine and pooling in her core.She explored him with a mix of awe and hunger, her movements growing bolder as she mapped the velvet steel of his arousal, committing to memory every pulse and twitch.
“God, yes,” he muttered, his clipped words dissolving into a growl.
As she continued her exploration, Sarah was acutely aware of the power she wielded.With every touch, she could sense his restraint fraying, the protective walls he’d built around himself crumbling.
Sarah’s breath hitched, a familiar blend of lust and love coursing through her veins as she positioned herself above him, her fingers deftly guiding him to her entrance.Sarah hovered on the brink, feeling the head of his cock tease her slick folds before she slowly, deliberately, lowered herself onto him.
The sensation of being stretched, filled by him, tore a moan from her throat as her body welcomed him home.
Her hips began to move, finding the rhythm that was theirs alone.In this moment, Sarah knew there was no betrayal too deep, no history too tangled that the bond between mates could not endure.She felt it in the way his hands roamed her body; she heard it in his low growls of pleasure.
Sarah’s world narrowed to the electric touch of Nick’s skin against hers, to the deep thrusts that sent ripples of ecstasy coursing through her.
After a moment, Nick grabbed her hips, rolling her under him and taking control.
Nick’s rhythm was relentless, and Sarah arched into him, her body pulled taut by her overwhelming arousal.
The world beyond their entwined bodies ceased to exist; there was only the sensation of Nick filling her completely, touching places deep within that reignited embers she’d thought long dead.
As they moved together, she marveled at how this man—this wolf—had burrowed so deeply into her heart, anchoring himself within the very core of her being.
With each roll of her hips against his, Sarah’s mind teetered on the brink of oblivion, her thoughts scattering.All that remained was the electric current of their passion, charging the space between them.
Their rhythm quickened, racing toward their inevitable crescendo.Sarah clung to Nick, her nails grazing his back, marking him as surely as he had marked her, until her pleasure exploded through her and she tightened around him, fighting to keep from screaming his name.
