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“She’s real,” I read on her lips as she looks at me. “She’s been here the whole time.”

The pure elation on her face does something to me. I cup her face.

“I knew she was in there,” I tell her before I bring our lips together.

The moment I do, heat seizes me. Male wolves don’t go into heat the way some female wolves do, but we do experience a sensation when it’s time to mate bond with the female that is destined to be ours.

A quick sniff of the air after pulling back from the kiss, fills my nose with Emery’s arousal as well.

“I—” Her mouth remains ajar as she looks at me with a strange haze in her eyes. “What’s this?” Her lips tremble as she forms the question.

“You’re finally ready for our bond.”

CHAPTER 27

Emery

There is no name for all of the sensations running through me. At least, no name that I can identify. There is, however, intense need. I need Chance.

Everywhere.

He feels it too because his hands and lips are everywhere.

In the back of my mind, I know the decent good girl Emery would be embarrassed by how wonton I am with need.

But the Emery that just discovered what she truly is?

The Emery that’s let go of hiding her instincts and covering herself up with what’s supposed to be acceptable as a woman?

This Emery doesn’t give a shit about pretense, shame, or anything of the sort.

All I want is Chance, kissing me, touching me, and yes, fucking me.

Mate!

My wolf.

Mywolf. She chants the one word like a mantra. I can’t deny her truth. What she’s always known. That she and I are one, and that this man who holds us like we’re the most precious gift ever presented, is ours.

“Please, Chance,” I beg against his lips.

A gasp escapes my mouth when he suddenly spins me around, presses a hand to the back of my shoulder, forcing me to bend over before him. At this point, I’m so wet that moisture starts running down the insides of my thighs.

A deep moan pushes out of my throat and through my lips when he slides inside of me from behind. I release a rush of air as relief floods my veins. This is what I needed.

Chance’s rough fingers dig into the soft flesh of my waist as he pounds into me. I brace myself with my hands against the cave wall, and spread my legs wider to receive everything he’s giving me.

He slides in impossibly deeper. A growl pushes through my lips and I arch my back.

“Yes, yes,” I pant over and over.

Chance holds nothing back as he takes me like a savage beast. Exactly the kind I crave. With one hand I pinch my nipples, heightening my pleasure to an almost impossible level.

The orgasm starts deep inside of my pussy and spreads throughout my body in an instant. Before I can catch my breath, my pussy walls are contracting and milking Chance for his orgasm.

But he doesn’t come.

Instead, he continues to pound me throughout my orgasm until the contractions ease and I’m able to loosen the muscles of my body.