Page 21 of Wolf Desired

“It’s the only way,” I said, my voice gruff and my throat tight with guilt.

“But you don’t want me,” she said even as she weakly stroked me and pressed me against her slick, swollen folds.

“I don’t want anyone.” I captured her lips again, my need for her tearing through the last of my resistance.

I needed her as much as she needed me, needed to fill her and complete myself, needed the bond that would only make us miserable.

I pushed into her, unable to hold back any longer. She moaned, the sound loud and satisfied, just like the sounds she’d made for my brother.

See, I could please her just as well as they did.

I would please her better because she was mine.

I tangled my fingers in her wet hair and tugged her head back, deepening our kiss, as I plunged into her again and again.

“Please, Knox,” she begged against my lips. “Harder. Please, please, please.”

I picked up my pace, pounding into her as she wept and begged for more, for me.

“Yes,” she cried. “I need you, Knox. I need you.”

“You’re mine,” I growled, my wolf straining to break the collar.

A shudder swept through her and her walls clamped around me as her eyes rolled back in pleasure, but I kept pounding into her. I wanted her to scream, wanted to brand my soul onto hers and shatter the fever consuming her. If we were going to make this sacrifice, I was going to save her.

Another orgasm tore through her and her moans grew louder. But the fever wasn’t letting go. I could feel it rising again, feel the heat radiating from her skin.

My balls and cock ached, the need to fill her with my seed tightening every muscle in my body. But I needed to hold out, needed to make her come again and again. I needed her screaming my name.

“Who’s your mate?” I snarled.

“You,” she gasped, another weak climax rippling through her.

She was losing strength, which meant I was losing her.

“Who?” I yanked her hair, determined to get her attention and keep her from succumbing to the fever. Her eyes flew open and her gaze, filled with a wild heat, locked on mine.

“Say my name,” I demanded as I pounded into her, my hand behind her butt jerking her toward me with each thrust. “Say. My. Name. Who’s your mate?”

“You,” she cried, her body trembling, her expression wild with pleasure. “You, Knox.”

Every muscle in her body contracted, the force wrenching my own release from me. Heat shot down my spine into my balls, my canines grew despite my wolf being collared, and I sunk my teeth into Audrey’s shoulder, claiming her.

She screamed my name again, her voice reverberating into my soul, ringing with a great, powerful gong. Every cell within me vibrated at the sound, aligned, and a brilliant golden light exploded behind my lids.

Mine.

She was mine. Forever.

Gods help me.

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