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His words ignite a fire within me, a desperate need that only he can satisfy. His hands slide down my sides, gripping my hips as he positions himself between my thighs. I can feel the blunt head of his cock nudging at my entrance, and I can't help but whimper with anticipation.
He growls in response, a low, rumbling sound that vibrates through my core. "I can't wait, love. I need to be inside you, to feel you clench around me as I make you come."
"Ryan, please," I beg, my voice trembling with desire. "I need you inside me. I can't wait any longer."
With one powerful thrust, he enters me, filling me completely. The headboard slams against the wall with the force of his movements, the sound echoing through the room as he sets a relentless pace. The pleasure is intense, bordering on pain, but it's a sweet agony that I welcome with open arms. I cling to him, my nails raking down his back as I meet him thrust for thrust.
"You feel so good, Jenna," he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. "So tight, so perfect. You're mine, and I'm never letting you go."
My body coils tighter and tighter, like a spring wound to its breaking point. I'm teetering on the edge, desperate for release. "I'm close, Ryan. So close," I gasp, my voice barely a whisper.
He captures my lips in a searing kiss, swallowing my cries of pleasure as he drives into me with renewed vigor. His hand snakes between our bodies, his fingers finding my clit with unerring accuracy. He circles the sensitive bundle of nerves, and that's all it takes to send me hurtling over the edge.
My orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave, my inner walls clamping down around his cock as I ride out the storm. And then, with a final thrust that seems to reach the very depths of my soul, he bites me, his teeth sinking into the tender flesh where my neck meets my shoulder.
The pain is fleeting, replaced almost instantly by a rush of pleasure so intense that it borders on ecstasy. I can feel him in my mind, a warm, comforting presence that mirrors the loveand desire flooding my own heart. The bond between us snaps into place, a tangible connection that binds us together in heart, body, and soul.
"Ryan," I gasp, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I ride the waves of my climax.
He growls against my skin, the vibrations sending little aftershocks of pleasure coursing through me. "I can feel you, Jenna. Your desire, your love—it's all mine."
Even as he comes down from the high of his orgasm, he doesn't stop moving inside me. “Can’t stop,” he mutters. “I still need you.”
“Yes,” I sigh, my hips already moving in tandem with his.
He laps at his bite mark, his tongue soothing the sting even as it rekindles the heat between us. With a gentle roll of his hips, he turns us over so that I'm straddling him, my body impaled on his rigid length. The new position allows me to set the pace, to explore the hard planes of his chest and the corded muscles of his arms as I ride him.
"You're so beautiful, Jenna," he murmurs, his hands guiding my movements with a reverence that makes my heart ache. "I love you. I want to do this with you every day for the rest of our lives."
His words unravel me, the emotional and physical connection between us weaving a tapestry of love and passion that transcends anything I've ever known. I feel cherished, desired, and utterly complete.
I lean down to kiss him, our tongues twining together in a dance as old as time. "I love you too, Ryan. I want this—I want us—every day for the rest of my life."
He growls in approval, his hips bucking beneath me as he loses himself in our shared pleasure. He grabs my hips, lifting me and then pulling me down onto his length with a force that steals my breath. The new angle hits a spot inside me that sends me careening over the edge, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave.
Ryan flips us over again, his body covering mine as he drives into me with renewed vigor. His thrusts are deep and powerful, each one punctuated by a declaration of his love for me. "You're mine, Jenna. Forever."
I cling to him, my nails digging into his back as another orgasm builds within me. "And you're mine, Ryan. Always."
With a final, powerful thrust, he finds his release, his body shuddering against mine as he empties himself inside me. We lie there, entwined and gasping for breath, our hearts beating in sync as we come down from the high of our lovemaking.
Ryan rolls onto his side, taking me with him so that we're facing each other. His fingers trace the contours of my face, his touch gentle and reverent. "I never knew it could be like this," he confesses, his voice barely above a whisper. "I never knew I could feel this way about anyone."
I smile, tears of joy pricking at the corners of my eyes. "Me neither, Ryan. But I'm so glad I found you—or that you found me."
He presses a kiss to my forehead, a silent vow of his eternal devotion. "We found each other, Jenna. And I'm never letting you go."
As we drift off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, I know that no matter what the future holds, we'll face it together.
Epilogue
Jenna
The air is filled with music and laughter, infusing the warm summer evening with a sense of joy and celebration. I inhale deeply, allowing the comforting scents of pine, woodsmoke, and sizzling meat to envelop me. Yet, this is not just another pack gathering. It is our official mating celebration—a symbol of how far we've come, of the unity and acceptance that emerged from the ashes of conflict.
Scanning the crowd, I can't help but smile at the sight of humans and shifters mingling freely. Sarah, my fellow teacher and friend, catches my eye from across the lawn, her curly blonde hair glinting in the golden sunlight. At first, she seems a little uncomfortable, but when I start to move towards her, she puts on a smile and shakes her head, as if telling me not to worry.
That's when I notice a strikingly handsome man, his large frame commanding attention. A sprinkle of gray in his hair suggests he's in his early forties. As he approaches Sarah, there's an undeniable magnetism about him. She seems to recognize him, and her initial discomfort fades, replaced by a noticeably more relaxed demeanor.
