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He roared and I could feel him coming inside my ass.
One burning spurt of his seed after another washed my insides, marking me as his once and for all. It felt so completely final, and my core contracted in on itself.
My body temperature soared, and I cried out. His arms wrapped around me and the last tendrils of my heat boiled away.
Our mating had broken my heat, but it had also broken me. I was his now in the deepest, most fundamental way I could have imagined. I was his mate, utterly and completely. Deep in my belly, I felt a spark.
I knew what it was. It was the moment of conception.
I was going to have his child. It was going to be a boy.
He sat back on his heels and pulled me against him, his cock still in my tight little bottom, and we just breathed for several moments before his voice broke the silence.
“You can feel it, can’t you,” he asked quietly, pressing his lips against the back of my head.
“Yes,” I whispered. I took his hands and placed them on my womb. I didn’t know if he would be able to sense the microscopic joining of his sperm to my egg that had just begun to take hold inside me, but I knew I could, and I wanted to share that with him. We were one.
“I will treasure you always. Both of you. You will be safe with me for the rest of your days,” he murmured, and my heart beat only for him in that moment.
“I know,” I replied, but he cut off my words as he turned my head and kissed me. The kiss was just as hard and brutal as the breaking of my heat had been, but it was perfect, and I pressed myself more deeply into it.
His cock twitched inside my bottom hole, and I couldn’t help myself as I reflexively tensed around him.
“Keep that up and we’ll never get off this godforsaken planet, naughty girl,” he smirked, and I giggled as he pulled free from my lips.
“I do what I want,” I teased, and his mouth tensed in a firm line.
“You do as you’re told,” he countered, and I couldn’t help myself as my body trembled at the warning in his tone.
“Sometimes,” I replied, unable to keep myself from smiling even as I sassed him.
“It’s been far too long since you spent some serious time over my knee, hasn’t it, baby doll,” he responded, his tone growing darker and more dangerous. I just smirked and his expression darkened considerably.
“I’ll deal with you later,” he promised, and I shivered with nervous arousal.
I felt normal for the first time in a long while. My body temperature had seemingly begun to cool, and the intense squeezing of my core had finally abated. I felt like myself, but in a way, more complete than before.
I used to be alone. Now I had Alaric and our future child.
We had each other.
“Am I Lupenii now?” I asked, and I groaned as he pulled free from my ass. Every inch of my body was incredibly sore, and every single muscle in my body protested as I leaned forward, pressing my palms against the floor. My pussy ached from how hard he’d fucked me. My bottom hole was even more so, still thoroughly unused to being taken like that. I swallowed, testing the rawness in my throat, and I pulled in a shaky breath.
Alaric stood and offered me a hand. I carefully used his strength to help pull me up to my feet. I hummed softly as the full effect of the exhaustion in my body took hold.
“You are Lupenii. You are human. You are beautiful, but most importantly, you are mine,” he murmured.
My core shivered with need at his possessive words.
“Say it. Tell me who you belong to,” he pressed.
“I’m yours, Alaric,” I replied, my voice strong and true.
“Good. Now let’s get the fuck out of here,” he said with a smirk.
CHAPTER 7
Kendra
