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RAPUNZEL

M y breath catches as a sharp flare of pain ripples through me when Ren breaks through my barrier, my body instinctively tightening.

He stills. “Are you all right?” His entire body trembles with restraint, his breathing ragged as he stares down at me in concern. “Rapunzel?”

When I don’t answer right away, he starts to pull back, but I tighten my legs around him. “Stay,” I barely manage. “I just… need a moment to adjust.”

The pain ebbs, melting into something new. Something delicious. My earlier discomfort replaced by an intense fullness as my body yields to his invasion.

Pleasure builds as he eases deeper with small, careful thrusts, giving me time to adjust as he fills me, claiming places inside me I never knew were hollow until now.

Enveloped in his masculine scent, I love the weight of him over me. I trace my hands down his back, feeling the powerful muscles beneath his skin. Closing my eyes, I revel in the sensation of each thrust of his hips as he claims me.

He’s so strong. So perfect. And all mine.

“Look at me, Rapunzel,” he murmurs, voice low and rough. “I want to watch you as you find your release.”

I open my eyes. Moonlight filters through the willow branches, carving his body in shadows and light, highlighting the muscles of his powerful form as each stroke becomes longer and deeper.

It’s too much. Almost too much.

His fox-fire eyes are molten gold, glowing with a fierce, possessive devotion as he stares down at me. Ren slips one hand beneath my thigh, hooking under my knee and lifting it higher, opening me even wider. “Mine,” he growls as he sinks impossibly deeper.

I sob his name as pleasure ripples through me with each claiming thrust.

His every movement is worship and reverence as he creates a delicious friction between us, his thick length, dragging against places inside me that I never knew could feel so good.

Burying my fingers in his hair, I pull his mouth back down to mine in a passionate kiss. He growls, his thrusts deepening as he quickens his pace.

“Need to mark you,” he rasps, baring his fangs. “Need to claim you as my mate.”

“I’m yours,” I whisper.

A strange pressure builds in my channel, tightening almost to the point of pain, but not quite. “What is that?”

Ren grips my hip, surging deep with rolling thrusts. “My knot,” he rasps.

He closes his mouth over my neck, and I feel a sharp sting of pain as his fangs pierce my skin, giving me his claiming mark. But the pain is quickly replaced by pleasure as his knot locks us together, and I cry out his name as a powerful climax ripples through me.

My release triggers his own. “Mine!” he roars. Heat erupts deep within, in thick pulsing bursts as he fills me with the delicious warmth of his seed.

He shudders once more before he wraps his arms around me and pulls us both onto our sides. He’s still knotted inside me as he seals his mouth over mine in a searing kiss.

When he finally pulls back, he cups my cheek and rests his forehead gently to mine. “You are my heart, Rapunzel.”

Tears prick my eyes as I touch his face. “And you are mine, Ren.”

He skims his nose along mine as a deep purring sound vibrates in his chest. “I need you again,” he murmurs against my lips. “Will you take me?”

“Yes,” I whisper, and he rolls me beneath him.

I cling to him as he kisses me passionately and begins to move deep inside me once more.