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The base of my cock began to swell. I was going to knot her, and she was going to fucking take it.

“Fuck, Lia,” I groaned, forcing myself deep, grinding against her, pushing the thick, bulbous knot inside her, deeper and deeper. “Fuck,fuck, you feel so good. So fucking perfect, but you’re not done…”

She felt incredible, so slick and tight.

“Silas, I can’t—” she gasped, her body rigid, her hands fisting in the blankets.

I released her wrists, bracing on my forearm, and smoothed a hand over her cheek.

“Yes, you can,” I encouraged, my voice rough from exertion. “I know you can.”

I could feel her like a fist around my cock, feel the way she tensed. Fuck, she was made for this. For me.

I slid my hand into her hair, gripping her head, forcing her to look at me.

“Look at me,” I said. “Keep those eyes open, Wildcat. Look at me while you come.”

She swallowed hard, her eyes locked on mine, her breath coming in rapid, syncopated gasps.

“That’s it, my little mate. Take it.”

With my eyes locked on hers, I pressed in as far as I could possibly go, forcing my knot deeper until I was buried to the hilt, until I was locked inside her and stretching her open for me.

Lia let out a scream, her back arching clear off the bed, her thighs clamping around my hips, and I knew she was already coming.

Her body shook, her nails dug into my skin, her eyes squeezed shut, and the tendons stood out on her neck. Then, finally, I let go.

My orgasm crashed through me like a goddamn avalanche.

White-hot, searing pleasure rolled over me, so intense it was almost painful, and then I was coming, flooding her, filling my mate with my seed.

I roared, a savage sound, bruising her with my steely grip as the aftershocks ripped through me, and she cried out, trembling and breathless. Her eyes flew open, meeting mine. For a moment, the entire world seemed to pause, hanging there in the silence between us.

“Mine,” I murmured, and then I sealed my lips over hers.

She kissed me back, her tongue sliding against mine. I wrapped a hand around her throat, holding her in place, feeling the way her pulse thrummed against my palm, her body pinned beneath me, trapped and splayed and full.

I broke the kiss, trailing my lips along her jaw, down her neck, and when I reached her shoulder, I kissed the spot where I would one day leave my mark.

My knot pulsed inside her, one last surge of my cum filling her completely. Lia gasped, her cunt clenching around me, milking me. I groaned, savoring the way her body reacted to mine, the way the walls of her tight pussy rippled around me and her thighs squeezed around me, holding me in place.

I nuzzled her neck, pressing soft kisses along the curve of her jaw.

“You’re my mate. It’s not up to you. It never was,” I growled.

She didn’t answer.

“There’s a part of you that wants to defy me, that wants to keep being feisty.” I leaned in, grazing my teeth against the shell of her ear, and bit down.

“I’m going to fuck that out of you.”

I kept going, dragging my lips down her body, licking and sucking, until I reached her breast. I took her nipple into my mouth and bit down hard.

“Mostly.”

She arched up and yelped, her eyes squeezing shut, her mouth falling open then closing on a grimace.

God, she was beautiful like this. Her pussy was stretched tight around me, her cunt clamped around the fat knot buried inside her.