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“I want to, please,” she begged as she pushed his pants farther down.

“Okay,” he said, pulling her long blond waves back.

The only thing between them was the fabric of his boxers covering a bulge she had once known well.

She pulled them down, and his dick bobbed hard in front of her. She wrapped her hand around it and ran the head over her lips.

“Fuck, Sunny . . .”

She looked up at him as she took him farther into her mouth.

Asher’s head fell back on a groan. She did it again, and he gazed at her with his bottom lip trapped between his teeth.

“You feel so fucking good.”

His cock hit the back of her throat, and he groaned again.

“I need to be inside of you,” he said, pulling her off her knees and helping her out of her jeans. He cocked a brow. “But first . . .”

With a gentle nudge, she fell back onto the bed.

Falling to his knees, he pushed her legs wide. “Fuuuuck,” he growled out as he ran a finger down her seam before dragging it back up. With the mere touch of his tongue circling her clit, she was about to lose it.

No one had touched her like this in so long, and that fact it was Asher was everything.

Absolutely everything.

Then he lowered his head and licked up from her entrance to her clit, and all ability to hold a thought in her head left.

The sensation of Asher was all encompassing. Without even realizing it, she fisted his hair, which only seemed to spur him on. He slipped one finger in, then two, as he continued to lick her.

He sucked her clit into his mouth, and with that, her release came barreling out of her.

“Asher,” she cried as her body pulsed and shook.

Finally, her legs fell open, and she let go of his hair. She didn’t even realize her thighs had clenched around his head until it was all over. But his expression reassured her he didn’t care.

“Scoot up,” he said as he bent down and pulled a condom out of his wallet.

Once he was ready, he crawled over her between her spread legs.

Reaching a hand between them, his finger delved into her slippery core before inching slowly upward and circling her clit.

“Asher,” she cried out in a gasp.

Then his hand was gone, and before she could cry out, he positioned himself at her entrance and drove home.

And that is just what it felt like. Like returning home. Like they always should have been together.

That thought brought tears to her eyes but then he pulled out and slammed in again. Any trace of those feelings were replaced by one. Desire.

She clung to him as he worked slowly and deliciously in and out of her. The magic of their bond began to overtake it.

The world around them fell away. Magic swirled around them, encasing them in waves of charm and desire. This is why she had never had sex with anyone else; it would have never felt like this.

How could it? Asher was her mate. They were made for each other. She had never been more certain of that than she in that moment as heat pooled low in her belly.

Asher pulled back to look at her. She could see the wolf in him. As much as she wanted a fun time with the wolf, she wanted to connect with Asher.