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the wilderness. The scent of her heat called to him even more than before. Her body wanted his seed, wanted his young. And damn every fucking consequence, his wolf wanted to give it to her. Give her everything.
    He lapped at her wetness, feeling her thighs quiver against his cheeks. She was close, but having trouble letting go. No doubt, her wolf was raging inside, making things even crazier.
    For a split second, he let doubt creep in. He’d never done this before. During his transition from young to adult, he’d been trained in how to please his mate. The Cedar Valley pack had taken great pride in the sexual prowess of their males. But as far as actual experience, he had none.
    But then her nails dug into his arm, and he knew he was giving her pleasure. Could scent it. Could taste it on his lips.
    He had to do something to push her past the barrier. Something that didn’t involve his dick, because if she so much as breathed on it with her sweet, hot breath, he was going to explode.
    His wolf snarled as Ella moved her hips against him. Mine . Fucking mine .
    Forgetting about the hard ground, he flipped her onto her back. She gasped, but Drake saw the satisfaction in her eyes. This is what would push her over. This was what she needed. To be dominated. Taken. Claimed, even if he couldn’t fully mark her.
    And fucking hell, he needed it too. Needed the skin on skin contact with her body. Needed his scent all over her.
    He ripped his t-shirt over his head, tossing it on the bank of the creek. Ella’s eyes flared as she stared at his chest. Fuck, he liked her looking at him. Her eyes scouring his body made his cock throb. And there was nowhere else for the damn thing to go. He’d already released the zipper.
    Shit.
    “More. Please,” she begged, tossing her head from side to side, catching fallen leaves in her hair. She looked wild and unkempt in the sexiest way. He’d do anything—fucking anything—to keep her. Being the one to see her like this day in and day out was a gift he would never take for granted.
    They just had to take care of this shade thing first.
    Head in the race, Drake .
    “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, brushing his fingers over her throat until he reached her breasts.
    There wasn’t a more perfect body for him. He circled a hardened nipple with the tip of his finger before brushing his thumb across it, eliciting a whimper from his mate.
    He bent low, nipping at her jaw. “This body is mine ,” he declared.
    “Yes.”
    “No one touches it but me. No one makes you feel like this but me.”
    “God, yes .”
    He drew back to watch her eyes flutter back in her head before he took a hard nipple between his lips, sucking and tapping with his tongue. Ella’s hands flew to his head, pulling his hair hard.
    Drake increased his attention, dragging his hand down her body until he was buried in her wetness. He slid between her folds imagining it was another part of his body taking pleasure in hers.
    She began to shake, trembling all over. “Drake?”
    “It’s okay, baby. Let it go.”
    “I… I can’t,” she wailed.
    “You can. There’s no room for fear. Not between us. I won’t let you be afraid of what you are.” He moved to her other breast, squeezing and licking.
    But she didn’t have her release and she didn’t shift. The urge to plunge inside her became stronger and stronger. A thing he couldn’t ignore. And didn’t want to anymore.
    Instinct was too strong. It was overpowering logic, both hers and his. Their wolves weren’t letting them do this any other way.
    And fuck everything, Drake was done denying them.
    “I need… I need…”
    And that was all it took for him to give up his plan of not marking her. She needed him. His mate was in need and he’d throw all caution to the wind to meet that need.
    He rose up, kissing her lips slow and sweet, promising her forever with that single gesture. He wanted to spend more time there, but it would have to wait until