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Tingles of awareness and bliss rolled through her. After breaking the kiss, he trailed wet open-mouthed kisses along the line of her jaw, down her neck, and onto her collarbone. His tongue flicked the hollow spot, intensifying the anticipation coursing through her. Everything left her wanting more. Her insides coiled with expectancy. In three quick strides, he crossed the room to her bed and dropped her on the mattress. She bounced. Without even waiting for her to settle, he covered her. "You're in so much trouble now." His eyes glowed an eerie amber shade before going back to their normal whiskey hue.

“Do your worst.” She lifted her chin while holding his gaze.

He gave a growly chuckle. “Planned on it.” He slid down her body and settled between her legs. “Wrap these beauties over my shoulders and hang on.”

“Cocky muc—” Her back arched off of the bed with the first swipe of his tongue slid along her slit then pierced her.

A smug grin tugged at his lips before he dragged his tongue through her slickness and swirled around her clit. Sparks of need snapped across her skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She whimpered, writhing under him, trying to get closer to his touch. Though he started slow and gentle, now he consumed her with each lap of his tongue and nip of his teeth. He feasted on her, sipped from her flesh while winding her body taut. His hand covered her breast, squeezing it until she cried out. Her orgasm hovered just out of her grasp. The relentless torture he plied her body with threatened to destroy her.

“I knew you’d have the sweetest pussy,” he groaned before licking her again. “I should have done this last time too.”

“Don’t stop,” she whined, tugging on his head.

“No? What should I do next?”

“Finish the mating,” she answered, frustrated.

"You still don't get it, do you?" He slid up her body, pressing kisses to her belly, sides, and breasts. "This isn't about getting it done and over with. This is about giving both of us what we need. This is about us reconnecting, remembering what it is like being with each other.”

The head of his cock rubbed her slit, teasing her. “Then, why are you waiting?”

“Because I’m enjoying you. I’m taking my time because I’ve waited years, remembering the feel of your snug little snatch pulsing around my cock as you came. I spent most of my nights stroking off with your name on my lips. I’ve wanted this moment with you so I could relish the feel of your body against mine. Better question, little wolf, is why you want me to hurry.” He rolled to his side, taking her with him. He caressed her shoulder as he waited for her answer.

“We’re making this a bigger production than we should be.” She could not meet his gaze.

“Or you’re afraid, after all these years, I’m going to leave you again. Or that you’re not special enough for me?” He trailed a finger down her cheek. “Once my mark graces your neck, there’s no going back. Everyone will know what we’ve known since that day. You’re all mine, little wolf.”

“But—”

“No buts. You’re my mate. It’s time.” He kissed her again, coaxing her to give over to him. To desire the same things he did.

“What if I’m not good at this?” Her heart pounded. Nervous energy worked through her, settling in her extremities. Her hands trembled as she placed them on his shoulders. “What if it’s not as good as the first time? What if—?”

He shook his head, placing his finger to her lips. “Don’t you get it? You’re like a fine wine. Meant to age and breathe. Hell, I should’ve waited a few more years before I took your virginity, but that day, I couldn’t. I’m a selfish bastard. I want my mate again.” He pushed a lock of her hair from her face then pressed a kiss to her forehead.

His words held a conviction that tugged at her will. Her wolf preened, sashaying in front of her mate, demanding she shut up and give over to him. She stared up at her mate’s whiskey gaze and nodded. “Yes. Please.”

“Baby, you never have to beg.” He hooked his arm under her leg, opening her up. “Ready?”

She nodded. “Y-yes.”

He pushed forward.

She clamped down on him and shook her head as she hissed. “Too long, you’re so fucking big”

He groaned and chuckled. “I’ll fit, little wolf. Relax for me.”

“Says the man trying to impale me onto a baseball bat.” She whimpered. “What the fuck did you do, grow three inches since the last time?”

“Now that we have the ego boost out of the way”—he took her hand and placed it over the top of her sex— “work that pretty little clit of yours. This is about to get interesting.”

She did as he asked, her finger gliding over her clit while he pulled out and pushed into her. His thrusts were shallow to begin with, barely giving her any of his cock. On the third stroke, he filled her all the way, and he stilled. Her back came off the bed on a sob of pain and pleasure. Nico gave her time to adjust to his intrusion while pressing featherlight kisses to her face. “I’ve got you, little wolf. You’re perfect. So soft. We fit, just like I told you.”

“Fuck me. Even better than I remembered.” She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth. “Fuck me. Hard.”

“Keep working your clit for me. I plan on making this the best night of your life.” He kissed her again and started to move.

His strokes were measured, building the pleasure between them until she panted for more. His big body flexed and bunched over her, knowing exactly what she needed. The coil of desire pooled low in her belly. She met him thrust for thrust. She traced the contours of his muscles then grabbed his ass. She pulled him tighter to her body. The sparks of bliss she’d felt when he went down on her returned, and she clenched around him.