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It’s a command I can't deny. Looking down between my marked thighs still dotted with his bites, I watch Xander’s thick length press deeper into me.

He’s only halfway there and I can feel him in my stomach. So deep yet not deep enough. I need more.

Grasping his shoulders and pushing my hips down with all my might, I manage to force the rest of his length inside of myself, sucking in a gasp as he bottoms out.

“Christ!” Xander shouts. “You’re insatiable.”

I grin up at him despite my pounding heart. I know Xander wouldn’t ever want to hurt me, not in a bad way at least, but I'm desperate and needy for him. And now I have him.

My mind flits back to the first day I met him. With him standing in his doorway with a tight black shirt on and a wicked grin covering his lips. I was smitten from that moment on. And I think, so was he.

Giving a gentle thrust forward, Xander grinds his length inside me, lighting up every nerve ending. His crown hits my spot that has lightning zinging up my spine and a cry seeping from my lips.

Every inch of my body is alight as he pulls back, his length sliding across my walls until only his tip remains sheathed before driving into me with such force, the coffin groans.

Time slips from my mind as our rhythm merges together, Xander thrusting deep, powerful hits into me. His cock grinds over my prostate with every beat, and my cries and moans fill the air around us. We smell of sex and blood and it has my soul singing.

Xander doesn’t let up. His rhythm is relentless, his stamina unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, and my body meets him instinctively, chasing each rising wave of pleasure until I’m trembling beneath him, my throat burning from every moan and desperate whimper he draws from me.

The world beyond the house grows silent. The beast in the forest can't get to us here and every fear and doubt that plagues my mind ceases to exist.

It’s just us.

“I-I love you.” I hear my voice over the slapping of skin and groans. Even my heartbeat roars in my ears.

Xander stills and blinks. As if he too has fallen into our world of rhythm. He looks down at me, his bottom lip dropping and his white fangs blinking in the pale light.

Dropping my ankles from his shoulders, he leans down until his bloody chest rubs against mine, and his breath fans my lips as he cages me in. “I love you too, Noah.”

I smile faintly, feeling the way his cock shifts inside of me, nudging at my bellybutton from beneath my flesh. “Now fill me with your cum. Make me yours from the inside out.”

Xander stutters a shaky breath and continues to thrust into me, yet this time he's slower. Sensual. His fingers thread through my hair while his other hand cups the back of my neck and he smothers my lips with his.

I kiss him back, desperate to feel him everywhere. Xander holds me as if I'm something to be cherished, yet his grip is tight as if I might fly away. It brings a warmth to my chest that I’ve never felt before.

Xander’s languid thrusts morph into deep forceful jolts as he slams his hips against my ass. The sounds of skin slapping skin and our greedy moans fill the room until we are both panting against one another.

My dick aches for release as Xander continues to pound into me, drawing his hips right back until only his tip remains inside me, before pushing himself so deep my lungs seize.

He presses up against my spot over and over, nailing it with fervor. “Noah, little mate. I’m so close.”

His fangs are only inches from my lips as he hisses between his teeth, his brows furrowed, and a sheen of sweat glistening across his forehead.

My own balls are drawn up tightly, and my skin is taut. I’m a ticking time bomb, delirious from the waves of pleasure Xander pushes through me.

My voice cracks as I scratch down Xander’s spine, reeling him in closer. “Mark me on the inside, Xan. Make me yours.”

Reaching down between us, Xander clutches my hard dick and gives it a squeeze, his thumb pressing against my slit. I arch into him, chasing his fist as I thrust up into it, all while he continues his rabid pace in my ass.

Shock after shock of electricity soars through me and I feel the splash of my cum hitting my stomach as a scream rips through my throat. My walls squeeze Xander’s girth and he’s hissing like a viper before his hips stutter and I feel the white-hot spurts of his cum coating my insides.

The pressure builds and builds and I glide into the feeling of being claimed. Xander drops a gentle kiss across my lips, his fangs dragging across my skin has gooseflesh blooming down my arms and a shiver scurrying up my spine.

“Now you’re mine,” Xander speaks. His arms still cage me into his coffin and my body drops from the high until I feel I'm simply floating in silence.

My eyes grow heavy and they droop with an incoming yawn. “I’ve never been so tired in my life.”

Xander’s chuckle feels far away as he moves back, his cock still deeply embedded inside of me, and I hear him rustling around but my eyes are like lead weights. “Well, it has been hours.”