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I walk up to stand beside her.

“Our first pack kill.” I murmur.

“It will never be forgotten.”

I huff a laugh as the drugs kick in, and Kendall screams.

Cyn whispers, stabbing long needles into his body.

It’s going to be a beautiful day.

I fuck Bonnie hard on the ground. She’s still got her mask on, but she is fairly purring with pleasure as I thrust into her. I slam my hand into the ground beside her head, leaning up so I can look down to where my cock is pounding into her.

I’ve got her claw marks all over my neck. She’s left five more bonding marks on my body, but she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and if she wants to mark me up and make me hers, then nothing short of a god will stop her.

This side of Bonnie, so willfully, aggressively passionate, has me determined to build a cabin out here so we never have to go home.

As we worked together, everything went from furious and fierce to fierce sexual arousal in a second. She’d walked up to me, grabbed my hair, yanked my head down, and kissed me so hard I'd forgotten everything but getting inside her.

“Tell me you like it,” I growl at her.

“You know I do. I’m yours. Your whore, and you are mine.”

I grip her thigh, knowing it’s going to leave bruises, but she just moans and tilts her pelvis, her pussy gripping my cock like a wet vice.

“You are mine,” I growl.

Everything is almost beyond me.

I collapse on her, using my weight and arms to hold her still as I rut into her, groaning at the feel of her slick soaking my pelvis.

“You’re a deviant,” I hiss into her ear and then bite it.

She reaches down and grips my ass cheeks, digging those damn sexy nails into my flesh. I love the pain. I love that she’s marking me up even more, but it’s the soft, stuttering whimper that breaks my self-control.

I hook her thigh on my elbow and explode into a frantic rhythm. Everything about her feels so good. Everything feels so fucking right.

Kendall screams again.

“Fuck!” I shout when she gets even wetter, flooding my balls and thighs with her slick.

Her eyes roll.

“If you don’t come, I’m going to make you wait until we get home!” I snap at her.

Her eyes open wide, and she glares at me. “If you don’t know how-”

I pull out, roll her over, slap her ass hard enough to make her shout, and plunge into her ass.

She screams, but her pussy gushes, and she tightens and shudders in my arms, whimpering and groaning.

“That’s what I thought,” I growl. I pull out and slide back in. I'm so close, but I love this feeling. She’s so tight, and her body is still fluttering around me.

I lean over her and bite her shoulder, holding her still.

“Vale!” she says my name.

It’s enough.