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Then she was naked, completely bare before him, her skin flushed and aching, her legs spread of their own accord. Wilder used his knee to part them further, not taking his eyes off her as he ran his fingers down between her swollen breasts, past her navel, lower. She writhed beneath his touch, almost panting with need.

A heady moan escaped her as he splayed her wide, circling the wet heat of her with his fingertips. A rush of pleasure pulsed through her, the crisp night air forgotten, the initiation test forgotten. There was only Wilder, his hand, his mouth, his cock.

His lips closed around her nipple, teeth scraping and she bucked from the tree as he worked her still, heat slick between her thighs.

Wilder’s finger slid inside her and she cried out, pushing against him. It wasn’t enough. Sheneededhim.

He drew away to survey her writhing body, his gaze lingering where his fingers now filled her. He seemed to hold himself in check, drinking in the sight of her and the pleasure that rippled through her.

Pressure built and built, and he pulled out, only to circle that sensitive spot, nearly sending her over the edge.

‘Wilder,’ Thea gasped. ‘This isn’t what I want.’

He stopped at once. ‘No?’

‘No,’ she panted. ‘I wantyou. All of you. Now.’

His gaze travelled over her wet and wanting body, her cheeks flushed, her legs still spread.

‘Then you’ll have me,’ he said.

He released her wrists, only to pin Thea with his whole frame, the rough bark of the tree biting into her back. Hepositioned his cock where his fingers had been moments before and looked at her, waiting.

Thea wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to her.

The hot crown of his cock nudged against her and then he moved, sliding deep inside her.

Thea’s head tipped back, knocking against the tree, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was this,him.

Wilder swore against her mouth and fucked her hard and deep, sinking in to the hilt, his fingers digging into her hips.

The storm within her surged and Thea moaned as he pulled out slowly, torturously, before slamming fully into her again, filling every inch.

Wilder was exactly as she had imagined. Better. Rough and raw and intense, and she met every thrust eagerly, matched every bruising kiss with one of her own. She clawed at the taut muscles of his back, riding every movement with him, their bodies slick with sweat.

‘Furies, what are you doing to me,’ Wilder murmured as he wrapped her messy braid around his fist and pulled.

The sharp pain only amplified every other intoxicating sensation and Thea gasped as the wave of pleasure that had been building took hold.

‘Wilder, I —’

‘Come for me, Thea.’

Thea gripped him harder with her legs, clenching around him, wanting him melded to her. ‘Comewithme,’ she said breathlessly; she refused to go over the edge without him.

Those silver eyes fixed upon her, and he thrust into her with a renewed ferocity. ‘Thea…’ he groaned.

At her name on his lips, she came undone. Her climax erupted in tidal waves crashing through her whole body, pleasure shuddering through every part of her as she stifledher cries against Wilder’s shoulder. He swore as he found his own release, slowing his thrusts as though drawing out the last ripples of their pleasure together.

For a moment, time wavered, and they remained joined and panting against one another.

Wilder rested his brow against hers and inhaled, as though he wanted to soak up every second.

Thea’s heart pounded, an ache already settling there at the thought of having to part from him.

Then, he kissed her, slowly and deeply, like he needed to savour the taste of her, commit her to memory.

Thea laced her fingers through his hair and she kissed him back, taking her time because she knew they had very little left before dawn was upon them, before reality came crashing down.