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“I guess that explains why Melea wasn’t there to greet us. She adores you,” said Bailey.

“No, this is all you. Never once have I returned from battle to find a hot tub and food waiting.”

Talon rumbled to her seductively and she went into his arms, raising her face for the hungry kiss she knew would be coming. She wasn’t disappointed. Folded into each other’s arms, they made their way to the tub, removed their clothing and slipped into the water, groaning in unison at the decadence of it.

As she rested, leaning her back on his chest, she could feel the knot forming at the base of his cock as it nestled against her ass.

“That feels amazing,” she purred wriggling against it. “I hope you’re planning to put it to good use.”

He nipped her ear lobe. “I am. Any she-wolf recovered enough to take down an opponent twice her size has sufficiently recovered to be knotted and tied by her mate.”

After having soaked in the tub and eaten their fill, Talon stepped out of the tub, leaning back into it to lift her out and set her on her feet.

“You do know I’m quite capable of doing that myself, don’t you?” she teased.

Shrugging his shoulders he said, “I do. But I like having my naked mate in my arms so you will have to indulge me.”

After drying each other off with the soft towels Melea had also provided, he lifted her up and took her to their bed. If Talon liked holding her in his arms, there was little she liked better than being cradled against his chest. As he laid her down, she got her first good look at the engorged ridge of muscle that now ringed the base of his cock. The alpha knot, something she’d been told to fear when she was a feral, but now as a she-wolf she relished the idea of coming to know that level of sensuality and intimacy with her mate.

Talon towered over her as he reached down and ran his finger from her clit to her slit where he swabbed a bit of her honey to bring back to her swollen nub and massage it in. Bailey gasped at the raw sexuality she could see lighting his eyes and smiled when she saw how ready he was to take what they both knew was his—what had always been his.

Her nipples were beaded, and her skin was flushed. Even she could smell the arousal that laced the air. “Come to bed, Talon. I have great need of you this night.”

“I will see to all of your needs, now and forever,” he rumbled.

He slid into the bed next to her, his mouth latching onto one of her stiffened nipples and began to suckle as one hand came up to pleasure, play with, and torture the other. He dragged the fingers of his other hand down her body to cover her mons, squeezing it possessively before sliding his hand between her legs to trail around her pussy, teasing and taunting. Talon suckled at one breast, making it almost sore from his sucking before turning his attention to the other.

Talon growled as she sank her fingers into his hair and tried to pull him up to her mouth, but more importantly to get him to settle between her legs. She hadn’t been lying when she said she needed him. She had taken a life, given into her primal rage and proved herself as a she-wolf, and she needed to be reminded that she was still female, most importantly, his female, his mate.

Continuing to stimulate and play with her breasts, Talon made his way down her body until his head was between her legs. He nuzzled her sex, rumbling seductively at her before laving his tongue around her clit. Bailey moaned in pure pleasure as he sucked her swollen nub into his mouth and paid homage to it, making her forget the events of the day.

He parted her labia and played, teasing and stroking her heated core. As he seduced her with his mouth, tongue, and hands, Baileys hips began to undulate in the rhythm of love that she had come to know so well with him. Giving her clit a sharp nip, he dragged his tongue down until he reached the opening to her core and speared her with it, making her cry out from the sweetest orgasm she could remember. Not overly dramatic or powerful, it was nonetheless devastating, and she allowed the sweetness and sensuality to suffuse her entire being.

Talon stroked her body to soothe her and allow her to reconnect softly with reality. As she settled in, he began to use his tongue again, quickly reigniting the wildfire that consumed her whenever he made love to her. Bailey arched her body upwards, driving her pussy into his face and felt, more than heard, him chuckle. He was all too aware of the effect he was having on her. When she growled in frustration, he nipped her clit before moving up her body.

“Such a demanding and impatient mate,” he rumbled, fingering her dark rosebud and pressing against it.

She offered him no resistance even when he slid the tip inside. It would do her no good for him to decide he needed to teach her a lesson at this stage of the game. Besides the feeling had not been unpleasant. Maybe this was something she would explore with him.

“Please, Talon. I need you.”

“And you shall have me.”

CHAPTER23

Talon began to slowly work his way back up her body, reveling in the way she responded to him. His cock was throbbing and painful. He had never known such sweet torment but wanted to savor this first knot with her. He chuckled darkly as his mate spread her legs wider so that he could more easily take his place between them.

He slipped his hand between them, fingering her pussy as he pressed his thumb against her clit rhythmically, pushing her towards another orgasm. He brought his mouth down on hers, capturing it and refocusing her mind and body on the ferocity and power of all that lay between and united them. Talon surged forward, savagely breaching her with his knot as she screamed into his mouth, climaxing from his brutal possession. He drew back slightly and stabbed forward again. Bailey pushed at him, trying to evade him, but she was caught. There was no way for her to dislodge him and escape this painful invasion of her body. Talon growled low and deep in his throat and continued to kiss her passionately.

Stilling his movements, he allowed her body to relax and accept that he had breached her in a way only an alpha male wolf-shifter could. His kisses became less demanding and more inviting and sensual. Holding her tight, he felt her body begin to relax as it accepted his dominant claiming and the knot that was buried within her, her pussy closing around it in an intimate embrace. There was nothing that could match the intimacy and sensuality that resulted from his need to bury himself deep inside.

As her breathing quieted and resumed its more usual rhythm, he inhaled sharply as the knot began to swell, sealing her to him so that when he flooded her pussy with his cum, none of his seed would escape. He held her tight and nuzzled her neck. She had ceased to struggle but seemed unsure of what would come next. She-wolves were taught what it meant to be mated to an alpha. As incongruous as it seemed, Talon often forgot that Bailey had once been human. She had fought at his side as a she-wolf, though, and proved her mettle. None could ever dispute her right to rule alongside him.

“Rest easy, sweetheart. That’s the worst of it. I promise the pain will be but a distant memory banished by the pleasure we are about to share,” he murmured.

“Again with the mushy stuff.”

Talon chuckled. “Brace yourself; there’s more to come.” She groaned. “You are my beloved, mate, and you please me in a way no other ever has or ever will. I have never known another quite like you. Never have I known such exquisite rapture as I have shared with you. There has never been another for me… nor will there ever be.”

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