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He wanted more, and so did I. I still wasn’t satisfied. Already, that need was growing inside me, begging for more, for that hunger to be fully sated. I needed him. Needed every inch of his body.

Before he could protest, I pushed him onto the bed, taking off his pants with almost frantic energy. His cock sprung up, fully erect. I took it in my hand, stroking gently and savoring the lust on Sam’s face.

“Fuck,” he moaned. But his eyes stayed locked on me, filled with an insatiable hunger that I recognized instantly because I was feeling the same way.

Part of me wanted to draw it out, tease him just a bit. But my wolf had other plans. She needed the shifter, and I also couldn’t wait. I didn’twantto wait.

Straddling Sam’s body, I impaled myself on his cock, gliding around him as he filled me. I moaned at the delectable sensation, relishing his own groans of longing and pleasure.

Strong hands went to my hips, gripping them tightly as I began to ride him, moving up and down his cock. It felt amazing, having him inside me, filling me in a way that nothing else could. Instinctively, I moved faster, my breaths growing more ragged. I could feel a second orgasm on the horizon.

Tugging on my hair, he pulled me down to him, pressing his lips against mine and holding me there by the back of my head as he continued thrusting deep inside me, every pump of his cock making that insatiable need and wave of hunger grow bigger and bigger.

Then, in between two thrusts, I broke apart again. I cried out into his mouth as my muscles clenched around his cock, my hips grinding against his body even as he refused to release myhead. Just as my own climax was ebbing away, I felt him finish inside me, filling me with his cum.

Our lips finally broke apart, and I looked down at him. He was still battered from the fight, but he looked more alive now than I had ever seen him before.

“You are amazing,” he murmured, still panting.

I didn’t say anything. All I could bring myself to do was bend down and kiss him again. It was the only way I knew how to communicate everything I was feeling in that moment.

We stayed like that for a long moment, and I let myself savor what had just happened without guilt or worry. At that moment, nothing else mattered beyond the fact that we were here, together.

But later, as the high of the incredible sex came down, reality smacked me in the face. No matter what Sam had said, this was still all my fault. I couldn’t stay here, even if I wanted to. What had happened today would happen again.

I was a liability, and I knew it.

I had to leave. The sooner the better.

Even if it broke me.

Chapter 16 - Sam

There was a knock on the door. I pushed myself away from the table and walked over, still gripping my cup of coffee.

The fight the day before had taken more out of me than I wanted to admit, and even if I healed faster than humans, it still took time and energy for me to heal. And Stella and I having sex about an hour after the fight was over probably hadn’t helped, and definitely hadn’t been the smartest move. But that was a sacrifice I was more than happy to make.

Rand and Jameson were standing in the doorway. Rand had a particularly smug grin on his face.

“How’re you feeling?” Jameson asked by way of greeting.

“Considering I had my ass handed to me by a demon less than twenty-four hours ago, not terrible,” I said, stepping back to let them in. I hadn’t told Stella how close I had been to dying or how dangerous the battle had actually been. She already felt bad enough about the situation. “But I’m guessing you didn’t come here just to check on my well-being.”

“Nope,” Rand said, still looking incredibly pleased with himself.

“Look, there’s clearly something you’re dying to tell me about,” I said, rolling my eyes. “So why don’t you just get it out of your system already?” I didn’t have enough coffee in my system to deal with this.

“You’re gonna love it,” Rand said eagerly. “My hunter buddies got back to me this morning with some rather interesting information.”

That made me pay more attention. I straightened, staring intently at Rand as I waited for him to continue.

“Aren’t you going to ask me about it?” he asked.

“Spit it out before I lose my temper,” I growled.

Rand chuckled, eyes sparkling. “All right, all right. They found Akron’s Name.”

My mouth dropped open as the words slammed into me. Akron’s true Name. Rand’s friends had found it. In just a handful of seconds, everything about our situation had morphed into something akin to hope.

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