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Seraphina's heart swelled, her body still humming with the aftermath of pleasure. She reached up, her fingers tracing the strong line of his jaw. "Orion," she whispered. "I want to be yours. Completely."

His gaze softened for a moment, a flicker of tenderness breaking through the raw desire. "Then let me claim you, Seraphina. Let me give you my mate mark. I’ll do it as we both come undone. You'll feel it—our bond, our connection—like nothing you've ever known."

Her breath hitched, her eyes locking with his. "Yes," she said, her voice steady despite the sea of emotions swirling inside her. "I want your mark. I want to be yours forever."

Orion didn’t hesitate. He stripped off his black dress shirt, the muscles of his chest and arms rippling with the movement, and then his dark jeans and boxers followed, leaving him gloriously bare. Seraphina's breath caught at the sight of him—his powerful frame, the intricate tattoos on his upper arms that marked him as alpha, the sheer dominance that radiated from every inch of him. He was magnificent, and he was hers.

He settled over her, his weight pressing her into the soft sheets as he positioned himself between her thighs. His large member, thick and throbbing, brushed against her entrance. She gasped at the sensation, tilting her head back.

"Look at me," he commanded softly.

She obeyed, her eyes meeting his as he slid into her in one smooth, deliberate stroke. Her breath left her in a rush, her body stretching to accommodate him, the fullness of him making her head spin. He paused, giving her a moment to adjust, his gaze never leaving hers.

"You feel incredible," he murmured, his voice thick with need.

"So do you," she whispered, her hands sliding up his arms to grip his shoulders.

He began to move, slow and deliberate, each thrust drawing a soft moan from her lips. But as her body responded, her hips rising to meet his, he increased the pace, his movements becoming harder, faster, and deeper. The sound of their bodiescoming together filled the air, a primal rhythm that matched the pounding of her heart.

Seraphina's world narrowed to the feel of him inside her, the heat of his skin against hers, and the way his muscles flexed with every thrust. The bond between them sang, a connection that went beyond the physical, and she could feel it now with a clarity that left her breathless. It was as if their souls were intertwined, each movement bringing them closer together.

"Orion," she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure coiled tighted in her core. "I'm so close."

"Not yet," he growled, his voice rough with restraint. He grabbed her legs, pushing them up to her chest, and the new angle allowed him to drive into her even deeper. She cried out, her body trembling as he hit a spot inside her that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her veins.

"Now," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl. "Come for me."

She didn't hold back any longer. Her body convulsed, her inner walls tightening around him as her orgasm crashed over her in waves. She cried out, her vision blurring as pleasure consumed her. At the same moment, Orion leaned forward, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her shoulder. The sharp pain mingled with the overwhelming pleasure, and she felt the bond between them solidify, a connection that was unbreakable now.

He spilled himself inside her, his release hot and deep, and she felt another, smaller orgasm ripple through her as he licked the blood from the bite mark he’d left on her shoulder. The sensation was intoxicating, a mix of pain and pleasure that left her trembling in his arms.

Orion pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers. "You're mine forever," he said, his voice gentle but filled with possessiveness.

"Forever," she echoed. She reached up, her fingers tracing the mark he’d left on her shoulder, a symbol of their bond. "I'm yours, Orion."

Suddenly, a wave of intoxicating heat washed through Seraphina's body, radiating from Orion's bite. The mark on her shoulder throbbed, but the pain quickly transformed into something else entirely—a tingling sensation that spread through her veins like liquid fire. Her skin prickled with an unfamiliar energy that made her gasp.

"Orion—something's happening," she whispered, her voice tight with confusion. Her muscles twitched and spasmed beneath her skin, and a peculiar pressure built in her chest. "I feel...strange..."

Orion pulled back, his eyes widening with recognition as he gazed down at her. A smile of pure masculine satisfaction spread across his face.

"Your wolf is awakening," he said, his voice a low rumble of approval. He brushed his fingers over the mark on her shoulder. "The mate mark has awakened what was dormant inside you."

Seraphina's breath came in short gasps as the sensation intensified. Her bones felt too large for her skin, and her vision sharpened until she could count the individual beads of water clinging to the cabana curtains in the moonlight.

"It hurts," she panted, panic rising as her fingers began to elongate. "Orion, I'm scared!"

He gathered her trembling body against his chest, his strong arms anchoring her to reality as the transformation took hold. "I've got you, Seraphina. Don't fight it—let your wolf come forward."

"How?" she gasped, tears pricking her eyes as her spine arched involuntarily.

"Listen inside yourself," he murmured into her ear, his voice steady and commanding. "She's calling to you. She's always been there, waiting. Can you hear her?"

Seraphina closed her eyes and focused inward. Beyond the discomfort, beyond the fear, she sensed something wild and beautiful stirring to life—an ancient consciousness stretching awake after years of slumber. The presence was distinctly feminine, powerful yet playful, and utterly, unquestionably hers.

"I feel her," Seraphina breathed, wonder replacing fear. "She wants out."

"Then let her come," Orion encouraged, his hand stroking along her spine. "Surrender to the change. I'll be right here with you."