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Pixie felt the weight of everything in that moment—the intensity of his touch, the depth of his gaze, and the way his hands roamed over her like he was trying to memorize every inch of her.She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so alive, so needed.

As Beast covered his body over hers, a soft groan escaping his lips, Pixie’s heart raced.She moaned as he entered, his cock thick and full.Pixie gasped as he began moving and out of her.

She had found a place with him, a place where she could finally be herself, finally be loved the way she always wanted.She wasn’t running anymore.She wasn’t afraid.This was where she belonged.

Beast took her rougher, faster, and soon enough, both their bodies were coated with sweat.Pixie gasped as he entered her one final time and she came, her vision blurring, her heart soaring.She screamed out his name.Several thrusts later, Beast climaxed.

After, he pulled out of her, and collapsed onto her.He pulled her close, and kissed her, slower this time, trailing his lips down her neck.

She knew without a doubt, this was home.The world outside could burn for all she cared.In his arms, she was safe.In his arms, she was finally where she was meant to be.

With a soft whisper, Beast’s voice rumbled through the quiet of the room.“You’re mine, Pixie.Always.”

Pixie’s heart soared.“Yours,” she agreed.

The End