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“Then those will be more scars that prove how wonderful my mate is.”
“You mean, how much she loves you?”
He sucks in a breath. “Fallon.” This time, my name is a groan.
Huh. I guess he didn’t know that, either.
“I love you,” I tell him, peppering kisses across his foreheard, his cheeks, his jaw. “I love you so fucking much. And you tried to die on me? You know what I should do to right now?”
Lucas lifts his hips. “I think I do.”
I guess he doesn’t really care that anyone might stumble upon us, after all.
I laugh. “You think I want to reward you for scaring the shit out of me? What makes you think you’re about to get lucky, hmm?”
He buries his face against my throat, nuzzling his bite mark. “Sucre… I can scent your body readying itself for me. Your heat is scalding me through my clothes. All I have to do is shuck off my wet jeans and I’d be inside of you in a second if I thought I could get away with it.”
Ah, but he can.
“You’re my mate,” I tell him, deciding to take pity on him—and me. I never would’ve thought a near-death experience could make me so fucking horny, but now that Lucas is okay… I need this. I need that connection.
I need to know that he’s mine.
“Come on, babe. I won’t tell if you don’t.”
Lucas groans. “Fallon…”
God, I love the sound of my name in his voice.
“I know, I know. I’m being forward again, aren’t I?”
“Yes.” Lucas palms my ass, tugging me closer. “But I like this side of you.”
I thought he just wanted to hold me close. And maybe he does, but with me spread out across his lower belly, that allows Lucas to flip open the button on his jeans, then tug the zipper down enough.
He doesn’t waste any time removing his jeans entirely. Instead, dipping his hand inside of them, I watch over my shoulder as he pulls out his erection, gripping it by the base before he uses his other hand to nudge me back again.
Lifting up just enough to line him up with the entrance to my pussy, I sink down again. From a distance, we probably look exactly the same as we did: a naked blonde chick straddling her fully-dressed mate as he lays sprawled out on the grass.
Only we know that I’ve taken every thick inch Lucas has inside of me as I bow my body down, kissing him at the same time.
“You almost drowned,” I whisper against his lips. “What would I do without you?”
“I will always return for you,” he promises. “In this life and any others, it will always be you and me.”
I want to believe that, and because I’m the queen of deflecting, I decide that’s exactly what I’m going to do.
Especially since Lucas starts rocking his hips just enough to shift his cock, dragging his shaft along my nerves, making me quiver around his length.
I dig my nails into his shirt, clutching him tightly as I swivel my hips, riding him. This is one of my favorite positions, and not one I would’ve expected a dominant wolf to appreciate. After all, I’m making him my submissive, controlling his pleasure by the way I move, squeezing him, showing him that I’m in charge.
I’ve never been in charge when it comes to this male. But after what just happened, I crave it, and from the soft groans I’m tearing out of him, Lucas doesn’t seem to mind, either.
At the moment, the world exists of only me and my mate, and though I know our story is far from over, as I ride him and Lucas murmurs again and again how much he loves me?
I finally believe there just might be a happily-ever-after in the cards for us…
CHAPTER 8
