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This time, Alana was interrupted by Cohen kissing her. He took complete control of the kiss, his hands exploring the curves of her body. “Alana,” he whispered between kisses. “Oh, Alana. Do you know what my wolf just told me?”

Her breath caught, and her entire body stilled. It took her a few seconds to reply with a confused “No. What did he say?”

Cohen’s smile was so bright and wide that Alana couldn’t bear to look away. “You’re my mate, Alana Wixx. That candle might have turned on, and that was more than enough, but now my wolf is sure.”

“And all because you said you love me? That’s some loophole.” She grinned slyly.

“You knew?”

She nodded. “When I was doing the spell to protect the town, I heard whispers, yes. We’re definitely meant to be. I just put every piece of my magic in this town. It’s where I want to be. It’s home. It’s where you are. Make me your mate, Cohen.”

His lush lips bent into a grin. “Then, you’re right. Let’s do this.” He set the steaks on the counter, then pressed more kisses against the curve of her neck, walking them all the way to her bedroom, where he kicked the door closed behind them before laying her on the bed.

He looked longingly into her eyes, and her pulse quickened with anticipation. They both knew what came next, and they were both eager for this night ... for their life together as mates.

Cohen helped her onto the surface of the bed until she was propped up against the stack of pillows. When she was settled and comfortable, he slowly eased her black leggings down her legs, taking her underwear along with them. In no time at all, Cohen had stripped her of all of her clothes and somehow managed to strip himself down to a pair of bright blue briefs.

“Hey! You’re wearing underwear,” she teased as he started to kiss his way up her legs. He twirled his tongue around her navel before licking his way down until he could lap at her sex.

“I might be wearing underwear.” His breath was hot against her sex. He pinned her knees onto the bed. “I only put them on because I knew I wouldn’t be shifting any time today.”

“Oh?” she gasped as one of his agile fingers dipped inside her entrance. “And why’s that?”

“Because I wanted to spend the night doing exactly this with you.”

She giggled when he nipped her thigh, the sensation coursed through her blood and body with heated speed. He finally returned his attention to precisely where she needed him to be. He lapped at her sex, twirling his tongue against the sensitive nib at the apex.

Alana dug her fingers into the bed, letting the pleasure build inside her. Cohen’s tongue drove her wild and right up to the brink of madness as he added a second finger to her clenching core. At the same time, he sucked hard on her clit, pressing his tongue on it while moving it from side to side.

That was all it took.

She came apart, riding the waves of her release. Her body glowed from the inside out as the aftershocks moved through her. Cohen didn’t stop, only looking up at her with hooded eyes.

“I know what you’re doing,” she was breathless. “You’re trying to satiate me with your fingers and tongue. You’re hoping I change my mind about the whole mate thing tonight.”

Cohen grinned and lay on top of her, lining up their bodies perfectly. His heavy, thick erection pressed into her, and she reached between them to wrap her hand around his length. It pulsed under her touch, and Cohen hissed out a blissful breath.

Alana presented her neck to him, gathering her hair over one shoulder. “Do it,” she whispered her plea, meeting his fiery eyes.

She half expected him to change his mind and move away from her, but he didn’t. He pressed his lips to her neck and shoulder, right where the soft and tender skin met. Slowly, his kiss turned from a peck to an open-mouthed embrace. His teeth grazed the flesh, and Alana closed her eyes to savor the moment that stretched out ahead of them.

Her sex still fluttered from her first orgasm, but there was an ache inside her. One that was so powerful that she didn’t know how she would be able to wait without losing her sanity. “Cohen,” she pleaded.

“Oh, Alana, my love, my witch, my mate.” He positioned himself at her entrance, only breaching an inch. He stayed there, above her, his eyes looking deeply into her. “I love you, Alana.”

“I love you too,” she whispered, trying to move him deeper inside of her. “Please, Cohen,” she coaxed. “I need you.”

He sank in deep and immediately set a pace that was too slow. It was pure seduction. His rigid member parted her folds easily, and they both moaned in pleasure when he filled her completely. She moved her hips to meet his thrusts, holding onto his shoulders to steady herself.

His skin was hot and smooth under her palm. Everything about this man washot. Alana was on the brink again. “Cohen,” she warned, her voice wavering with her building orgasm.

“Soon, love. So soon.” His words were heavy with pants and desire. He continued to move inside her; every thrust and pump was perfect ... exactly what she needed.

Cohen reached between them, and his fingers slipped through her wet folds. The moment his digits grazed her clit, she gasped, arching into him. The new angle seated him even deeper inside her, letting him hit deep spots that had her nearly weeping with pleasure. He didn’t stop, his pace perfect.

She bucked into him as her release began, and above her, Cohen also increased his speed. He held her with his free hand, and just as Alana’s orgasm crested, so did his. They came together, with Alana shouting his name and Cohen marking her with his bite.

The heat of the moment ... the intensity of it ... went right to her core, heightening her pleasure to an impossible level. He continued to move within her until he was softening. He quickly cleaned them off before joining her in bed again.