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clamped tightly around them and began moving her hips. It hurt, but it was a beautiful soreness reminding her of him. How he had taken her. How she had found something of herself when he was buried deep in her core.
    “No.” He laid a kiss on her navel. “I want you to see how I worship this body of yours. I can be both to you, Riley. I can be an animal, but I can be your lover.” His tongue began lapping between her legs, sliding over the nub already pulsing with want.
    “I can give you this.” His finger moved to her entrance, spreading her with tender strokes. She buckled at the sensation. It felt raw and sore, but exquisite with his touch. He circled her nub again, before dipping inside, drawing moans from her throat.
    “More,” she breathed.
    He inserted another finger, stretching the center and she cried out from the pain.
    “I’m sorry.” He pulled away and his brow furrowed in worry.
    She sat up. “Don’t stop. It hurts, but it’s an amazing ache. It’s pure bliss when you touch me.”
    “Really?” he asked, returning his fingers to her hot and wet center. “Like this?” He added another finger and she groaned, leaning forward gripping his shoulders.
    “Yes, yes.” She began to rise and fall on his fingers, her hips rocking, into him, sinking deeper into his hand.
    “Yes, Riley. Come like this.” He gripped the back of her hair, yanking her head back.
    She jolted on to his hand as he added a fourth finger inside her and she screamed toward the ceiling.
    “That’s it, baby. Come on my fingers.”
    She glided over them, letting the wetness spill onto his hands. “Hudson.” She clawed at his back, letting the surges fill her, take her one spiraling breath at a time.
    She pressed her forehead against his. “It’s not enough,” she moaned. “I need you.”
    He shook his head. “No, I’ll hurt you.”
    She reached for his buckle. “No, you won’t. That felt amazing. I’m ready for you.” She eyed him. “ All of you.”

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Hudson
    H udson looked at this woman lying in front of him. She was everything he ever wanted. Everything he needed. She was his fucking mate, but he was too afraid to tell her. Too afraid to fuck her. Afraid he’d hurt her after what he had put her through this afternoon. But she wouldn’t listen. She wanted him. She needed him.
    “Fuck,” he groaned as she pulled his belt from the loops. His bear couldn’t resist her.
    Her eyes landed hungrily on his throbbing cock. His bear wanted to plunge into her, take her again roughly and wildly. But he couldn’t do that. He needed to prove to her before he told her the truth that he could treat her like she should be treated. He could make love to her. He could be gentle. He could be a man.
    He closed his eyes as he felt her shove his boxer shorts off his hips. Before he could position himself over her she wriggled toward him. He felt the heat of her mouth take him inside.
    “Oh fuck,” he growled. He began to lightly pump against the ridge of her mouth and the softness of her tongue. He didn’t want it to end like this. He withdrew and looked down into her eyes. She was fucking unbelievable.
    She rolled on to her back, spreading her knees to the side. She was ready. More than ready for him. He placed the tip at her entrance feeling the heat of her center, letting her sweet honey coat him before sliding deep inside her.
    “Oh, Hudson,” she moaned.
    “Too much?” he asked. His hips were moving faster, she was like a drink he was thirsty for all over again. He didn’t think he could slow down.
    “No, you’re never too much for me.” She smiled.
    And he knew then exactly what he had to do.
    She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles at his low back. He tilted her hips forward, and plunged the head of his hardness as far as he could. Like a bolt of lightning shooting from his body to hers he drove himself deeper into her folds, into her soul—searing his body to hers with a ferocious burn