Page 46 of A Prime's Passion (The Pretern Wars 1)

But he couldn’t wait much longer, and neither could the starved animal part of his nature, the dual beasts within going mad at her mere presence.

Taking her to the floor, he guided her down so she knelt in front of him. Then, unable to stop himself, he caught the delicate flesh along her shoulder in his mouth and bit down, groaning as she arched in surprise, the delightful curve of her ass pressing against his cock.

Now, his baster instincts urged him. Now...

But he didn’t release his hold on her flesh, not until he knew he’d left a mark on her that no Therian could ignore, no thick-skulled Atargarian could overlook.

Mine, he thought again, not thinking about the distance he’d put between them years ago, only about that sheer rightness of this one moment.

Breaking contact with her flesh, he licked the mark he’d left and straightened, smoothing his hands down her sides to cup her ribs as he cuddled his cock against her.

Zee whimpered, fine tremors wracking her. Another desperate, needy sound escaped her and she reached back to grasp at his thighs, pull him closer.

“Shhh, baby... ” he whispered against her shoulder before straightening. He pressed his hand to the center of her back, keeping her in position. “I’ll make it better.”

“Niko.”

Reaching down, he gripped his cock and positioned himself, tucking the swollen head against the heart of her, the heat of her searing.

They both groaned, and he let out a litany of curses as he fought for some measure of control. He might have succeeded. But then she rolled her hips and the barest inch of his cock sank into her.

“Oh... ” The husky feminine sound of want fell from her lips.

Niko had a mad desire to see her, to watch her as he finally—finally—claimed her. Reaching up with one hand, he fisted her hair and pulled it aside. “Zee.”

She didn’t react, so he said it again, sinking authority into his voice, knowing how she’d react, for he’d sensed the strength of her wolf, realized how much she’d grown in dominance, even if she held back.

She turned her head to the side a fraction and snapped her teeth.

Holding her gaze, he thrust, filling her hard as savage satisfaction exploded through him.

She closed over him, tight and wet and slick and perfect. She felt like glory... and even as her pained cry hit his ears, he realized something else, something crucial.

Zee, the girl who’d been his world, this woman he’d hurt so very much, was a fucking virgin.

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