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She’s the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen, and she loves me.

My chest feels tight with emotion, my heart squeezing.

Serena drags my hands up her body, pressing them to her breasts, and I can’t stop the jerk of my hips.

So soft.

Every bit of her is perfect.

Lying here isn’t enough anymore; I need more.

Pushing up, I wrap an arm around her back to pull her into my chest, crashing my lips to hers. I thank the gods she manages to keep moving.

The weight of her breast in my other hand is almost my undoing, my balls tightening, and I know I need her to come. Now.

Our tongues clash, and I taste myself on her. My beast about loses it, a growl building deep in my chest that I can’t swallow down.

I can’t even be upset with him because that was probably the hottest thing I’ll ever experience.

Ours.My lion growls deep in my mind, but I know he’s right. Serena is ours, and we are hers.

My chest burns, and Serena’s eyes go wide, her mouth dropping open in a silent scream as she continues to ride me. It’s all too much as she grips me, her walls convulsing around me, milking me of every last drop of cum and energy.

She collapses onto my chest, my cock still inside of her, and I know she’s tired if she’s not freaking out about my injury. Not that she’s hurting me—the injury feels fine, but my chest is on fire.

“Serena…” my voice is deep and rough, and I don’t sound like myself to my ears. Clearing my throat, I try again, and while there’s still a bit of raspiness, it’s not as bad.

Her eyes find mine from my chest as she attempts to get her breathing under control.

“I can hear your heart,” she tells me, a smile pulling to her lips, and even with my concern for the fire in my chest, I can’t help but smile back.

She’s so fucking beautiful.

“Do you feel that?” Reaching up, she presses a hand to my chest, right over my heart, and I let out a sigh of relief, knowing I’m not alone in the feeling.

I nod, still not in any condition to speak, feeling much closer to death now than I did when I first woke up.

“You’re mine,” she says, managing to push herself up enough to press her lips to mine before she once again lays her head on my chest.

“I’ve always been yours, Serena,” I say, wrapping my arms around her, loving the feel of our bodies together even if we’re both sweaty and exhausted.

I feel her shake her head before she pushes up. A smile pulls at her lips, so big it almost looks painful, her eyes full of so much joy it takes my breath away.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen her so happy.

“We’re mated.”

Her words hang in the air, and for a moment, I’m not sure I heard her correctly.

“What?” I ask, unable to stop myself.

I’m not sure what Serena sees on my face, but she laughs aloud before moving closer.

“We’re.Mated.” She over enunciates each word, loud and clear so that it’s impossible for me to misunderstand or miss.

My cheeks ache as my lips pull up in a smile so big it no doubt rivals Serena’s.

I open my mouth to say…I don’t even know what because nothing is enough. There are no words to describe what I feel right now.