I smile against his skin.“Dangerous thing, I know.”
He exhales a quiet laugh and tilts my chin up until I’m looking at him.There’s no doubt in his eyes now.No fear of chains.No hesitation.Only certainty.
“I’d do it all again,” he says.“Every fight.Every mistake.Every scar.If it led me back to you.”
I believe him.That’s the difference.A year ago, words meant nothing.Promises were weapons.Bonds were things to be broken when inconvenient.Now?Now I know what truth feels like when it wraps itself around you and refuses to let go.
I shift, straddling his hips, feeling the way his breath changes beneath me.His hands slide up my back, firm and grounding, anchoring me in the present.In us.
“Say it,” he murmurs, not as a command but as a ritual we’ve made our own.
“I choose you,” I say, steady and sure.“Every day.In every life.I choose you.”
Something fierce flashes across his face, something feral and reverent all at once.He pulls me down until our foreheads touch, his voice a vow carved from stone.
“And I choose you.Not because fate told me to.Because I want you.”
The kiss we share isn’t soft.It isn’t gentle.It’s full of ...everything.
It’s the kind of kiss that carries memory and promise, grief and triumph intertwined into something unbreakable.When he rolls us, pinning me beneath him, the world narrows, not into hunger, but into connection so deep it steals my breath.
There is no need to prove anything anymore.No need to mark or claim or conquer because we already belong.Now, a year later, I lie beneath the man who became my everything, my legs wrapped tight around his waist as he drives into me with deep, possessive thrust.
His storm-grey eyes lock on mine, dark and raw with need, his muscles straining as he pins me to the bed we share.The air is heavy with our scent, the mark on my throat pulsing with every snap of his hips.
“Say it,” he growls, his voice rough with hunger.“Say who you belong to.”
“I’m yours,” I gasp, clinging to him, nails raking down his back.“Always yours.I belong to you and no one else, Altero.”
He snarls, the sound vibrating through me as he buries himself deeper, grinding into that spot that makes my vision blur.“Mine.My mate.My forever.”
“Yes!Fuck, Altero...”My voice breaks, tears stinging my eyes as the bond surges hot and alive, reminding me of everything we’ve survived.Gabriel’s rejection.My pain.Altero’s restraint.The fight, the passion, the claiming.
It all brought us here.And now all I want is more.
“Breed me,” I beg, wrapping my legs tighter, pulling him in as deep as he can go.“Fill me, Altero.Make sure no one ever doubts I’m yours.”
His roar splits the air in the cabin as his thrusts grow brutal and relentless.His lips dragging over the mark he left on my throat.His cock pounds into me, thick and unyielding, my body clenching around him, begging for his seed.
“You want me to breed you?”he snarls against my skin, his teeth scraping over the scar.“To fill you so every wolf in this damn pack smells me on you, in you?”
“Yes!”My scream breaks into a sob as pleasure wracks me, my back arching off the bed.“Please!Fuck!Give me everything.”
He loses control.His hips slam into me, savage and perfect, every thrust a renewed claim, every pummel of his cock inside me branding me as his all over again.His cock swells, locking us together, and when his release hits, it’s devastating and fulfilling.
Hot pulses of seed flood me, thick and endless, his roar vibrating through my bones as he buries himself as deep as possible, grinding against my pussy.His knot locks us together and sends another orgasm barreling through me, stealing the breath from my lungs.The bond flares, brighter than it ever has, as my own climax crashes through me, tears streaking my cheeks as I chant his name, over and over, my body milking him, greedy for every drop.
When it’s over, he collapses on top of me, still locked inside by his thick knot, his breath ragged against my throat.His hand trembles as he cups my face, forcing my eyes to his.
“No one,” he vows, raw and certain.“Not Gabriel.Not your parents.Not even the fucking Alpha.No one will ever take you from me.”
I smile through the tears, my body still quivering around him, my soul so full it aches.
“No one could.I’m yours, Altero.Forever.”
And when he kisses me, it’s not soft.It’s not gentle.It’s everything.
