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His cock jerked near my face, and I was about to launch myself on it again, when Shadow wrapped both hands around my thighs and lifted me with ease. Like I weighed about two pounds instead of a hundred and thirty.

Tilting my head back, I let my gaze clash with his fire-touched one, and I sort of forgot to breathe for a few seconds.

“Kiss me,” he demanded as he started to walk, and before I could lean forward, words spilled from my lips.

“Why did you choose me for your first kiss?”

He stopped, and the flames were mesmerizing as they danced through his eyes, almost spilling out over his cheeks. I found myself as desperate to hear his answer as I had been for my previous orgasms.Please answer me.

His expression was destroying me, and when I heard the rasp of his deep voice, I all but clung to him, not wanting to miss a word. “In thousands of years, you’re the first being to cross my path and give me a reason to fight for a different future. I never saw you coming, and I never anticipated you would wreak such havoc on both me and my life. There was no one else who was worthy.”

He thoughtIwas worthy. The mess of a shifter with no pack and a true mate who’d rejected her.

“But you have a true mate,” I breathed, knowing I might fuck up everything with this line of conversation, but apparently, my deadass was gonna go there.

Shadow’s face was awash in secrets, and as he leaned over, his mouth tasting the tender spot beneath my ear, he murmured, “Her face is a blur, and I have a fantastic memory for almost everything else in this world. Out of duty, I never kissed a single being in the time I was exiled from my world, but then you exploded into my life. Full of sass and fucking questions, with hair of a sunset, and a temper to equal my own. The gods themselves couldn’t have stopped me from claiming you.”

I felt the truth of that, deep in my chest.

I had a true mate as well, but Torin’s face was a faded scene of disappointment, nothing like the brilliance of Shadow.

“I’m glad that I will always have your first,” I whispered, knowing that giving him this much of myself was dangerous, but fuck, if I was going to jump, I might as well go all out.

He started to walk again, and then we were out of the main room with the fireplace, and into… a bedroom, maybe. It had what looked like a floating cloud puff in the center, which I had to assume was the bed. It all worked the same: soft surface to sleep on.

Or to do other much more pleasurable activities.

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On a normal bed this fluffy, I’d expect Shadow’s weight to sink us deep into the depths, but this was no normal bed. It seemed to know the exact firmness required for what we were planning, holding us as I was all but thrown into the center by a beast of a man who prowled across after me, that big body dominating the room and making it feel small.

As he crowded on top of me, he dropped an arm on either side of my shoulders to hold himself just off me. His long limbs made me feel positively tiny, and I really wasn’t that small, so it was quite the unusual feeling.

“Missionary position, hey?” I said, but no more words came out of my mouth because Shadow’s power had my voice freezing in my throat.

Before I could shoot him a scowl, he scooped up my hands in one of his, and secured them above my head. “This is going to hurt,” he said, and instead of the fear a sane person would feel, I was flat-out excited. At some point, I’d been broken, and it appeared there was no chance of repairing the damage now.

His power shot across my skin, that lightning burn I was coming to crave. It hurt, but the pain was also stimulating as my back arched in time to each pulse of his power. A fire built between us, heat pouring off Shadow and engulfing me. When I almost couldn’t take the surge any longer, he released his hold, allowing me to catch my breath.

My lungs ached as I sucked in air, struggling against that hand still holding me, but I wasn’t strong enough to break his grip.

“Every nerve ending,” he said, tracing his free hand across my cheek and then over my throat before he continued down my breasts and over my stomach. He lingered on a few scars, examining them and soothing past pains with his touch. “They’re all mine to bring to life.”

When his fingers reached the apex of my thighs, he stroked the wetness, moving it over my thighs. When he slipped a finger inside, I arched again, and then he followed it with a second, and I couldn’t stop myself from riding his hand.

A feeling of fullness built within me, but it wasn’t quite enough. It wouldn’t be enough until his cock was seated as deeply inside as was possible for it to go, and I got to fuck Shadow, just as I’d dreamed for so many nights.

His hold was loose enough that I could talk, so I rushed to say, “All those nights you heard me, I was thinking about doing this. With you.”

His brows drew together, his expression serious, even as a flicker of something dangerous danced in his eyes. “You’re getting the hang of this now, Sunshine,” he said in a low voice. “Now come for me.”

And I did, jerking against his hand, and as he curled his fingers inside and hit the most pleasurable spot in existence, I was fairly sure my soul left my body for a bit. It took me a long time to calm and relax, and when I sank bonelessly into the bed, he released his hold on me.

“It’s your first time,” he said, staring down, still sadly holding his full weight up off me. “I should let you go on top, but I want to be the one giving the pleasure today.” He growled possessively. “Whom do you belong to, little wolf?”

I groaned, my head still spinning from my orgasm. “You.”

“Say my name.”