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“I need… a… box,” I pant, thinking I have to do whatever it takes to get him inside me as fast as possible. If that means standing on a box so we’re at the same height, I’ll do it.

Ethan chuckles and turns me by the shoulders before picking me up and pressing me against the window, his cock nudging my entrance. “We don’t need a box.”

He proceeds to kiss me thoroughly, uncaring that I can taste myself on his tongue as he slowly works his way inside me. It burns a little, not gonna lie, but Ethan is worth it and the pain has turned to pleasure by the time he’s fully seated.

I break the kiss, panting. “This is much sexier than a box.”

“You’ve recovered enough to talk.” Ethan frowns.

Only my boyfriend, I swear. “That’s a good thing. Means I’ll last more than five seconds.”

Oh there it is, that sweet smile he saves only for me.

Then his smile turns downright dirty right before he starts thrusting.

It’s slow at first, because Ethan always wants to give me time to adjust, but I use my grip on him to meet him thrust for thrust and sure enough, he picks up speed.

Soon it’s all I can do to hang on for the ride of my life.

The rain hammers on the windows behind me as Ethan pounds into me, thrusting for all he’s worth.

“You. Are. Mine,” Ethan growls, punctuating each word with a thrust.

I nod frantically. “Yours.”

I am one hundred percent his, just like I know he’s mine. Maybe it’s just the flush of first love, but I can’t imagine ever feeling this way about anyone else.

“I want you forever,” I say, unable to filter myself when I’m getting the best shagging of my life.

Ethan doesn’t respond with words. Instead he searches my eyes for a moment as he continues to thrust before leaning forward and biting the juncture of my neck and shoulder with human teeth. It doesn’t break the skin, but I know exactly what he’s saying—my best friend is a wolf shifter after all.

My orgasm sweeps through me out of nowhere. The friction of his abs on my cock, combined with the hint that he wants to bond with me? I shoot all over my chest and tie with a loud yell, clenching around the enormous cock still thrusting inside me.

Ethan holds me tighter and kisses me deeply, thrusting once, twice, three times before heat fills my insides. I cling on and kiss him back with everything I have left, which admittedly isn’t much.

When he finally lifts me off him, wetness trickles down my legs. It’s messy and sexy and a little embarrassing when I realise we just did this in the office.

Oh well. He is the boss.

“Okay?” He sets me back on my feet and steadies me until I can stand on my own.

I nod happily. “You want to bond with me?”

He still hasn’t let me go, keeping one arm around my waist even now. He uses his clean hand to brush my cheek with the backs of his fingers. “I think we’re fated mates.”

My eyes widen. “Oh my goddess, really?”

He nods, a slight caution in his eyes that I don’t like.

I throw my arms around him and kiss him again before pulling back. “That’s the best news ever! We should have talked about this before; we could have bonded right now. My mum’s grimoire has the spell in it that sorcerers use for bonding. Can we bond today?”

His eyes soften. “You’re sure you want to bond with someone almost twice your age?”

“Pfft, like I give a shit about that.” If anything, his age gives him a level of experience that definitely appeals to me. And the hints of silver in his hair are seriously sexy.

“You don’t have doubts? We haven’t known each other that long,” Ethan points out.

I look at him like he’s crazy. “Shifters know though, right? If not immediately then fairly quickly. And it makes sense of so many things.”

Like why he’s crazy overprotective and why I feel the same, even though he’s perfectly capable of taking care of himself. Why we’ve been drawn to each other right from the beginning. Why my magic really likes him.

Ethan nods slowly, a smile growing. “That’s true. But sweet thing, I don’t think we should bond today.”

I pout immediately. “Why not?”

“Because it means leaving your coven. They won’t accept our relationship and once we’ve bonded, I refuse to hide it.”

“No, of course not.” It’s already at the point where we shouldn’t be hiding our relationship. Knowing we’re fated? Yeah, that reinforces the point.

But fuck, I’m not sure I’m ready to say goodbye to my entire coven. It’s a lot, even if the people I work with here are becoming like family to me.

“Maybe I do need a little time. To say goodbye in my head, I guess.” I stare at his chest until he tips my chin up.

“Whenever you’re ready, sweet thing.” He kisses me softly, then looks around the room with a frown. “I might have to go to the bathroom to find something to clean you up with.”

Just then, there’s a knock on the door. The privacy ward tells me it’s Raj, so I lower it.

Ethan looks me over with a smirk. “What’s up, Raj?”

The door opens a crack but Raj doesn’t look in. “Sorry to interrupt.”

Raj’s voice sounds unhappy and his scent must be too because Ethan rushes to the door and flings it open, blocking me from Raj’s view.

“What’s wrong?” Ethan demands.

“The task force have arrested Xana. They’re saying they have evidence. I’m sorry, Ethan. We’ve lost the contract.”