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There will be no holding back this time, either. With fingers made stiff from desperation, he fumbles with his zipper and rips the damn thing when his cock springs free, hard and proud. He catches Addie’s eyes widening in the mirror, but quickly shifts his focus down to where her ass is popped up to display her beautiful cunt.

Groaning, he strokes a hand the full length along her dripping lower lips, then pulls back to spread her with two fingers.

“Oh, God, hurry up!” she mewls, pushing back against him as if to spear herself on his digits. “I need you inside me. Please, Jacob, please!”

Despite his promises to make it rough and unrelenting, he was always going to enter her gently. At least, that was the plan—a plan that crumbles to dust the second his name spills from her lips and shepleadsfor him, her keening voice yanking on everything that makes him alpha.

Roaring like the beast he promised he’d show her, he falls on top of her, one hand catching the bulk of his weight on the counter and the other grabbing for his cock. He finds her silken opening on instinct, the soft flesh catching around his tip as he spears into her, reluctant to surrender to the full girth of him. But everything isheatand that taunting, wet kiss of her innermost is madness itself. Without thought, without anything but the knowledge that if he doesn’t get inside her he’ll die, Jacob slams his hips to her ass, forcing his cock through her body’s resistance in one, rough push.

Addie screams, but the sound is muted by the thundering of his own heartbeat. For one long, glorious second, everything is dulled but the raw sensation of finally,finallybeing inside her. She grips every inch of him, silky soft flesh over tight muscle wrapping around him from all sides, pulling him deeper,deeper.Unthinkingly, he grabs her hips and forces her down from her tiptoes, groaning with nearly unbearable pleasure when his head brushes against her fluttering cervix. He is finally there, finally home.

“Addie.”His voice breaks on her name, and he can’t get enough of her—will never,everget enough. “Addie!”

Her cries break through the cocoon of madness, bringing with iteverything: the smell of sex, the wild look on her screwed-up face in the mirror, the warmth of her skin against his—the pulsing, throbbing, all-consumingecstasyflowing through their wide-open bond.

This is all he’ll ever need.Sheis all he needs.

He grips her hips so tight she won’t ever escape—and then, he takes what’s his.

It’s nothing like either time he’s been inside her before. The first was guilt and horror mixed with exquisite pleasure. The second was beautiful, all-consuming relief of uniting with the woman born to be his and his alone.

This time, it’s raw, animal need.

Her pussy smacks a wet, continuous rhythm to underline his harsh grunts as he fucks her with everything he’s got. It’s a far more savage penetration than she has endured from him before, but though her wails fill the small bathroom and her nails scratch desperately at the wood beneath her, there is nothing but pleasure in their bond. This is what they both need.

“Fuck, Jacob, I’m gonna come!” Her high-pitched moan is followed by a flutter of her slick muscles all along his cock, and then a tight, near-painfulsqueeze.“Oh, myGod!”

Growling at the maddening sensation of her pussy’s grip, he grabs her by the throat and pulls her straining body up with him, forcing her to arc as she comes so hard her eyes roll back in their sockets.

She’s a tight bowstring against him, barely conscious as her pussy milks him through her climax. And then, just as suddenly as it struck, every muscle in her body relaxes and she sags, entirely spent.

Unfortunately for her, he has yet to take his.

“Nnh.”His first thrust into her softened sheath has her face screwing up, but instead of protesting, she grabs for his hips, bracing.

“Good girl,” he groans into her messy hair. “You know how to come. You get one more, and then you’re gonna take the knot.”

Her moaned response is less than enthusiastic, but when he moves the hand not wrapped around her throat to her clit, she’s soon on her way to a second climax, all thoughts of what comes after forgotten.

But there is no delaying the inevitable. When her tight little cunt starts trembling on his thrusting cock again, his knot swells almost immediately, forcing her opening wider with his every harsh thrust.

“Shit!” Addie digs her nails into his hip as she tries to push away, but he gives her no respite. With rough, short pumps, he forces his female over the edge, shattering her resistance as her pussy clamps down and sends her flying.

“Fuck!” Jacob’s barely aware of the growled curse, all senses turning to the impossible sensation of his knot swelling hard in her straining opening. For a few blissful seconds, everything is a white, hazy bliss.

A sharp shriek of protest yanks him back, and he presses his thumb hard against her clit and forces his knot deeper, groaning at the divine sensation when it snaps into place behind her pelvic bone.

His climax comes on the heels of hers, sucked from his balls by the force of her pussy’s desperate fluttering. There is nothing but bliss as his semen fills her hallowed core, her syrupy mewls of pleasure ringing in his ears and deep into his soul.

Moaning, he buries his mouth in her shoulder, teeth sinking into the grooves of her scar. He keeps her locked in his bite through another orgasm forced by his thumb on her swollen bud, but when her pussy eases its tremors on his girth and he strums her clit again, determined to give her another high, she pushes his hand away.

“No more.” Her voice is rough from screaming, thick with endorphins. “Please. I want to feel it.”

It takes him a moment to understand, but when he does, he relents. Sliding both arms around her waist to keep her steady, he eases his bite to press gentle kisses to her neck and shoulder while she gasps and learns to take his knot without the distraction of clitoral stimulation.

It’s too soon to be purely pleasurable—he feels it in the tightness of her sheath as much as he sees it play across the fine tremor on her pretty features. And yet his mate relaxes back against him, accepting his tie and everything it represents.

“I love you.” The words are hoarse, pulled from his throat by the magnitude of her willingness to endure his knot without distraction. That he could findthis,with her, of all people… It will never cease to amaze him that this is what was buried behind her wall of ice.

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