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Lena raises up from her elbows to look at me over her shoulder.

When I sit next to her, Lena moves to a kneel and eyes my cock hungrily. But I watch as her brain does whatever little calculations of how she thinks we will or won’t fit together in this position, her legs shifting apart slightly. I pull her into my lap facing me. My cock runs up against her stomach.

“Faolan.” I draw her attention to my face. She looks into my eyes when I instruct, “Hands on my shoulders.”

Her slight weight in my hands becomes inconsequential when a heavy moan escapes her as my cock sinks deep inside her.

After steadying her on me, I drop my hands from her legs, and she settles in with a small wiggle.

Using her collar, I drag her face to mine and kiss her deeply, sliding my tongue into her mouth.

Breaking the kiss, I whisper, “Ride my cock.”

Lena rises and falls with purposeful movements. I claim her mouth again and again, taking deep kisses. When I pull on her collar, she nearly cries out. I feel her slick running down my balls.

She whimpers when I won’t break the kiss and let her ask to come.

Sharp nails dig into my shoulders, and she whines hard.

I give her a single breath of space, and she cries, “Please?”

Nodding, I move my nose against hers. “Come.”

Her scream is just short of ear-shattering as she drives herself up and down. The fluttering of her walls breaks my control.

Snarling, I pull her down hard, thrusting up to meet her hips, my fingers surely leaving bruises. I coat her walls. “Fuck!”

Panting, she rides until her orgasm subsides before coming to rest on my lap.

Lena lays her head on my shoulder as she draws deep, ragged breaths.

“Feeling better about us, faolan?” I whisper.

She nods.

A smile paints my lips. She’ll accept me soon.

Chapter 45

Lena

Finn wraps me up in a blanket before curling himself around me.

His voice is gravelly. “I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of you screaming my name.”

“Mmm.” I have no intelligent answer.

I lost track of the number of orgasms I’ve had, and I’m not sure I ever want to move from this spot.

The bed dips as Finn leaves it. I roll to face the door, watching his naked ass walk out of sight.

What am I doing? It’s a great fucking question, but I don’t really want to answer it. Monday will come soon.

Bonding with our mate. Obviously. My wolf stretches inside me.

It causes a massive shudder. I’m yawning as Finn strolls back through the door.

“Yours too, hmm?” Finn carries a glass of water and one of my emergency granola bars in his hand.

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