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“Yours,” I whispered with just as much passion.

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FREYDIS

Icould still hear the echoes of those creatures’ snarls before Marrex had scared them off. He had me in his arms seconds later.

He tucked me against his body, curling an enormous arm around me, gripping my waist with his large, warm palm, and gathered the meat with his other hand. Spreading his beautiful, black wings wide, we shot into the sky. The rhythmic beat of his flight echoed in my ears as we headed for our lair.

Once inside the heart of the cavern, he set me down gently on a pallet of furs. I could still smell the musk of the kill, a raw, primal reminder of the hunt mingling with the damp stone and air of our home.

Marrex’s glowing eyes bore into mine with an intensity that both comforted and unnerved me. Without a word, he stored the meat and strode back to me. He lifted me in his arms with such care and ease that I melted into his hold, warmed by his massive body.

A moment later, he waded deep into the pool of water. And for long moments, he just held me, stroking his claws lightly up and down my back, his wings relaxed and slowly flexing in thespring-fed depths. He then washed me gently, scrubbing away all remnants of dirt and blood until both of us were clean, my skin sensitive and peppered with goosebumps.

With a swift movement and barely a ripple of the pool, Marrex flew us out of the water. We landed next to a pile of bathing cloths. I reached down to pick one up, but Marrex’s hand stopped mine. He lifted a piece and smoothed it over my wet skin. Chills waved through me, but not from the cool air of the cave.

His touch—Marrex’s touch alone—caused my skin to tingle, my nipples ache to be sucked, and my pussy to leak juices down my inner thighs.

When he finished drying me, he held me, and the longer he did, the more relaxed I became and the more my body heated. He must have scented my desire. I shivered as he scraped my flesh just enough that the pain heightened my pleasure. He leaned in, licking at my lips with an almost tender possessiveness.

As he continued to kiss me, his low, rumbling voice filled the space between us. “You’re mine, Freydis,” he murmured, each word a promise of protection and an unyielding claim.

I felt multiple sensations of intense need, the fact that I was alive, and the pleasure Marrex always gave me. In that moment, everything blurred the lines between fear and what would happen if I didn’t survive.

In that cavern, with the remnants of the hunt and the wild energy of our bond all around us, I needed to submit and surrender to Marrex. I needed every touch and every lick, bite, and scratch to reaffirm I wasn't going anywhere, and neither was he.

“I need you, Marrex,” I moaned.

“Freydis,” he growled in response, his voice rough, like pebbles under booted feet. “I wouldn’t have let anything harmyou, but the very idea of any threats made toward you….” He growled, and I heard the wrath and… actual fear in his tone.

“I’m not going anywhere.” I tried to make my voice sound reassuring, but I knew nothing would sway the possessiveness raging through him.

“You’re safe now.” His tone was almost feral.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “Marrex, I?—”

He didn’t let me finish. “I could have lost you,” he snarled, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation. “I can’t lose you, Freydis. I never will. You’re mine.”

His words sent a shiver down my spine. Brutally taking my mouth, his kiss was rough, almost punishing, but there was an undeniable passion behind it. I moaned against his lips, my hands instinctively reaching up to grip his shoulders. His wings wrapped around me, pulling me closer until there was no space between us.

The heat of his body and the way he moved with such raw, untamed energy was intoxicating. My mind was a blur of need, and I surrendered to him completely.

He rose, his eyes drilling into mine, and I could see the fierce hunger in them. His fangs dropped so the tips barely rested on his bottom lip, piercing the skin and causing droplets of blood to drip down his chin. My mate needed to claim me now, to fill me with his hot cum, and Ineededhim to as well. I needed him to own me, to lick, suck, and fuck every part of me. It made my pulse quicken and sweat bead on my brow.

“Marrex,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Please…”Fuck me. Claim me.

He didn’t need any more encouragement. With a low growl, he positioned himself between my legs, his massive cock stiff and pressing against my slippery pussy. I gasped at the feel of it humming—thick and hard and impossibly big. The ridges alonghis length brushed against my sensitive flesh, sending jolts of pleasure through me.

“I can’t go slow right now, Freydis,” he snarled, his voice raw with need. “Mine.”

He then thrust into me, his cock stretching me in ways I didn’t think were possible. I cried out, the pain instantaneous. My nails dug into his shoulders as he filled me so completely that I felt the heavy weight of his velvety balls press to my ass, rubbing against my sensitive hole.

Hissuccaextended immediately, latching onto my clit as Marrex fucked me. He only thrust into me three times before we were suddenly in the air. I gasped and clung to him as his magnificent wings flapped, and he kept us aloft, right above the pallet of furs and holding me in his arms, all while he continued to fuck me.

The ridges along his length vibrated with each thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing through me. It was overwhelming, almost too much, but I couldn’t get enough.

My mate fucked with a wild, primal energy, his hips slamming into mine with a force that drove the air from my lungs. The sensations were building to what felt like a dangerous degree, but I didn’t want them to stop.