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feeling him pulse in her mouth. When he got too close, she stopped, drew back, and blew on him, soft
puffs of air that still made him shudder.
As she worked his long cock, her hands kneaded his sac, massaging it and rolling it through her
fingers until he growled in warning, Baby.
I think I ve tortured him, tortured us both, enough.
She stood and meshed her mouth to his, even as his hands spanned her waist and he hoisted her.
Against the cool tile wall he leaned her, the fever of her skin not quelled at all but, rather, enhanced.
He drew his hips back, far enough that the head of his cock nudged at her sex. Wrapping her legs
around his waist, she drew him to her and, in doing so, sheathed him into her body.
He let out a long sigh as his molten length sank deep, and she couldn t help but make a sound
herself, a rumble of pleasure as her channel tightened around him.
Together, they rocked and ground their hips together, not quite thrusting, but who needed a hard
pounding when he could swirl and push and grind against her? Whatever the motion, the angle and his
length meant delicious friction within, a tapping of a spot she d thought myth.
She clawed at his shoulders as the tension within her built. And built. All her muscles tightened,
especially her sex. The quiver of her channel proved too much for him.
He groaned as he shoved as deep as he could and held himself there, held himself within her as
his hot seed spilled. The pulsing of his cock was enough to trigger her own orgasm.
She cried out his name as she came. Hayder.
He groaned, and as she pulsated around his shaft, he withdrew and slammed back. In and out. In
and out, drawing out her orgasm and building it again at the same time.
However, it was his whispered, Mine, just before he clamped his teeth on the soft flesh of her
shoulder that made her come again and while in the throes, she bit him back.
Claimed.
Joined.
Forever.
But she wasn t afraid of commitment. Not afraid to live. Not anymore. Not ever again.
Epilogue
It was a week after the whole wolf challenge fiasco, and the pride had made its way back home
where a celebration ensued. They celebrated victory. They toasted their beta s new claimed status.
They fist pumped Arabella s victory over the wolves.
Poor Arabella, though, didn t get to keep her alpha status for long. The Lycan Council, rather than
face the embarrassment of having a woman lead a pack, disbanded it and sent its member off to merge
with other groups.
Not that Arabella cared because, as she claimed, There s better shopping around here.
The attacks on her stopped after the battle, and to ensure they wouldn t resume, Hayder made it
known that he d not only claimed her sweet ass in every position, room, and way possible but that
she d also written a will leaving her entire fortune, in the case of her demise, to a charity that helped
battered women rebuild their lives.
However, these precautions didn t mean Hayder wasn t vigilant. He d found something precious
in Arabella, and he never wanted to see it come to harm.
As Arabella towel dried her hair, Hayder grabbed his body spray and spritzed. Head to toe.
Achoo! Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!
On and on she went while Hayder stared at his spray then her. When she finally stopped, red
eyed, with a towel pressed to her face, he couldn t wait to tell her the news.
Baby, you re not allergic to me. Well, you are, but not really. It s the body spray! Shaking the
bottle, he grinned.
She glared.
He grinned wider and totally didn t flinch when she growled and punched him. Any show of spirit
was cause for celebration. As she stalked from the bathroom, he admired beauty of her heart-shaped
ass before tossing the spray into the trashcan. He d have to switch to a different brand and get all his
stuff washed because he d wager traces of his signature scent clung to the fabric in his place.
But he d do it, and soon too. Anything for his baby.
He delayed following Arabella, jumping into the shower so he could scrub the offending scent
from his skin. When he emerged, wet and squeaky clean, he went looking for her.
Utterly naked and gorgeous, she sat on a stool eating some crispy bacon from a breakfast tray sent
up from the pride s kitchen.
Before he could steal a piece, she growled. Don t touch my bacon.
Or else?
She spun on the stool, fast and smooth. In a single heartbeat, she had her hand clamped around his
dick.
This was promising.
If you eat my bacon, I won t use you for dessert. She gave him a squeeze.
But if I eat it, you ll punish me. And since you re naked, and I m naked& He waggled his
brows.
She laughed, a free and pure sound that never failed to enchant him. He hoped to hear it a lot in
the future, and he looked forward to seeing more of the teasing in her eyes and the smirk on her lips.
Arabella had found her wolf, and her pride. She d also discovered one other important thing. I m
so glad I met you.
Of course you are. Which is why you re going to marry me and live happily ever after.
Did it ever occur to you to ask instead of tell me?
No. Asking meant giving her a chance to say no, and he d already booked them a honeymoon on
a tropical beach a topless one, rawr!
If we re going to get married
What do you mean if? he protested. We re already mated.
Yes, but marriage is a legal and binding contract, which means we should have some ground
rules.
Are you dictating to me, baby?
I am totally she stroked her hand back and forth on his shaft dick-tating to you. Are you
listening?
Uh. What? Dammit. He tried to focus. Listening and obeying. Your wish is my command.
Maybe she d wish for some oral. He loved to lap at her cream.
Rule one. Don t touch my bacon. Or chocolate. Or basically anything I m eating or might want to
eat.
Hold on, does this mean I can t masturbate anymore? Because we both know you like eating
that.
How he loved her red cheeks. Hayder! And the shocked tone. Even better, he smelled her
arousal.
So was that a yes or a no on the whole touching myself thing?
Her answer was a growl as she pounced on him. He caught her with ease but still allowed himself
to stumble back until his legs hit the couch. He dropped down onto it, with her on his lap. Straddling
him.
He reached to brush her dark hair back, his gaze caught by the serious expression in hers.
I ll give you my heart and soul for whatever thought is running through your head. Screw a
penny. Go big or go home.
I was thinking how much my life has changed.
For the better of course.
She laughed. Of course. As if your ego would allow for anything else.
I d do anything for you, baby. Including walking away from the fight for pack alpha so that she
could realize she didn t need him or anyone else to win her battles.
I know you would. Oh, what the hell, I ll marry you. And I ll even share my bacon because you
know what? I love you.
Good thing he was already sitting. She definitely stole the strength from him in that moment.
Felled the mighty lion with words.
And he had fallen, hard and fast, for the brave woman who d gone through so much and now came
out of her shell, still fragile in some ways but strong as hell in others.
Together, as a team, he d show her how to battle the demons that haunted her. They d take on the
world. As mates, they d share a grand love and passion that would bring her happiness for the rest of
their lives, and woe to anyone who dared to interfere.
We ll tear their heads off.
Rawr.
*
A few weeks later...
Heads up! Or is that heads down?
Thunk.
Either way it didn t matter. Leo caught the Frisbee with his noggin, which, given he was in the
lobby of the condo complex, didn t impress him one bit. Some might have acted on that irritation
like gone after the Frisbee tosser and scalped her. Others would have engaged in an unladylike tussle.
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