“Making you mine.” He pulled out again, and took me even slower.
“You’re going to kill me,” I groaned against the wall.
“You’ll go out feeling good.”
“So good.”
Our voices died down as we got lost in each other’s bodies, the sex slow and intimate and insanely intense.
When I finally shattered again, my cries of pleasure were almost loud enough to drown out Nico’s snarl as the heat of his release flooded my channel.
We were wet with water, soap, and sweat, but I could still feel his pleasure leaking from the place our bodies were connected.
“Fuck,” I breathed against the shower’s tile.
His lips brushed my throat, lighter this time. “If I knew it would be like this, I would’ve tried to find you a hell of a lot sooner.”
My lips curved upward. “You want a mate now?”
“More than I can ever describe.” He kissed my throat again.
My stomach growled so loudly, I snorted.
“I’ll make you something to eat while you finish washing up.” He started to let go of me, but I grabbed his arms and held them in place.
I could practically feel his confusion, but he didn’t try to pull away.
Just stood there, snuggling.
“I’m not ready yet,” I whispered.
He leaned in closer, wrapping his arms around me.
My eyes closed as he held me. “Is this real, Nico?”
“It’s real, Abbs.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“How sure?”
His lips brushed my throat yet again. “Sure enough to admit that if your wolf rejects me, I will fucking break.”
“Your friends survived fine.”
“Theybarelysurvived, and their mates aren’t you.”
“I’m not special.”
“You’re you. That’s everything I need.”
“This whole thing is so insane,” I admitted.
“I know. It’ll start to feel real eventually.”
“You swear?”
