A soft voice in the back of my head recited the words over and over.
Tegan’s cunt started to relax around my cock, and with a deep thrust, I forced my knot inside of her. With a slight pop, we were locked together.
“Fuck. Yes!” she screamed out as she came on my cock, her words echoing in the empty clearing.
I grabbed a fistful of Tegan’s hair and pulled her against my chest while I slowly rocked my hips, rubbing my knot against her G-spot to stretch out her orgasm.
“You took my knot, baby. Gonna mate you now, my sweet, sweet thing. Make you mine forever. Do you want that, Tegan?” I kissed her neck as I whispered. I needed her to say yes. I needed her to need me.
“Y-yes,” she whined, running her fingers through the soft fur of my ruff as she tilted her head, baring her neck to me. “I’m yours.”
I held her still and bit down, burying my teeth into the smooth skin where her neck met her collarbone until the taste of her blood filled my mouth. I moaned around her skin and lapped at the bite with my tongue.
Tegan yelped, but it quickly turned into a cry of pleasure as her pussy spasmed around me, the mating bite bringing her to orgasm again.
“That’s right, baby. Come on my cock. Come on your mate’s cock,” I praised her as I licked her blood off my lips.
My spine tingled and my cock throbbed, filling her with shot after shot of my cum, my knot keeping all of it inside of her. I couldn’t wait for her to get that IUD out. To fill her with my cum over and over. Breed my sweet thing until I put a baby inside of her.
But we had plenty of time for that later.
“Atlas,” she moaned as my cock pumped the last of my cum inside of her.
“Baby,” I groaned against her neck. “I love you so fucking much. My everything. My mate.”
“I love you, too.” She leaned into me and rubbed her cheek against my shoulder. “My mate.”
I wrapped my arms around her, easing our conjoined bodies onto our sides. She let out a contented sigh and twined her fingers through mine, her thumb rubbing tiny circles over the back of my hand.
Tegan and I were mated.
We would be together forever.
A low thrum started deep in my chest, and I purred for her until we both drifted off to sleep.
Forty-One
Tegan
A warm puff of airtickled my forehead, and I burrowed deeper into the warmth of Atlas’s fur as he dozed next to me.
I felt a dull throb where my neck met my collarbone, and my hand traced over the blood-crusted wound.
The mate mark.
Atlas Oberon mated me last night.
I, Tegan Rollins, who had resigned myself to a life of being a single workaholic shackled to her bakery, had a mate.
My heart pounded in my chest as a smile spread over my face.
“Atlas,” I whispered to avoid startling him. “Atlas, wake up.”
The sun was starting to rise, and birdsongs rang out from the trees.
“Shh, baby. Ten more minutes. Sleepy.” His voice was raspy from sleep, and leaves and mud were stuck to his fur. Gods, he was fucking adorable. It was a stark contrast to the Atlas I’d been introduced to last night during the full moon.
Talk about wolf daddy.
