Page 23 of Furever Bound (Hollow Oak Mates #7)

"Then take me," she said simply, her eyes meeting his with complete trust. "I'm yours, Maddox. Make me yours in every way."

He stood with her still wrapped around him, her legs instinctively locking around his waist as he carried her toward his bedroom. The space was masculine and comfortable, dominated by a king-sized bed with dark wood furniture and windows that overlooked the misty mountains beyond.

He set her down beside the bed, his hands going to the button of her jeans. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, even though his wolf was practically howling with need.

"I've never been more sure of anything," she replied, covering his hands with hers to help him with the fastenings.

Together, they shed the rest of their clothes with an urgency that spoke to their desire. When they were finally naked, Maddox took a moment to drink in the sight of her.

Sera was perfection in human form—all graceful curves and soft skin that seemed to glow in the afternoon light filtering through his windows. Her strawberry blonde hair fell in waves over her shoulders, and the green flecks in her hazel eyes were more pronounced with desire.

"You're staring," she said with a shy smile that made his heart clench.

"You're worth staring at," he replied honestly, reaching out to trace the curve of her waist. "Every inch of you is perfect."

She blushed at his words, and he found the combination of confidence and vulnerability absolutely intoxicating. When she reached for him, her small hand wrapping around his hard cock, he nearly lost his mind.

"Fuck, Sera," he groaned as she stroked him from base to tip, her thumb swirling around the head where moisture had already gathered.

"I love the sounds you make," she whispered, continuing her ministrations as she watched his face contort with pleasure. "Tell me what you want."

"I want to taste you," he said roughly, his hands tangling in her hair. "I want to make you come on my tongue before I bury my cock inside you."

Her pupils dilated at his words, and she released him to lie back on the bed, spreading her legs in invitation. The sight of her pussy, already glistening with arousal, made his mouth water.

He settled between her thighs, pressing kisses to the sensitive skin of her inner legs as he worked his way higher. When he finally reached her core, he inhaled deeply, letting her scent fill his senses.

"You smell incredible," he murmured against her folds. "Like vanilla and sex and everything I've ever wanted."

The first touch of his tongue to her clit made her cry out, her back arching off the bed as pleasure shot through her. He took his time, exploring every fold and valley with thorough attention, learning what made her gasp and what made her moan.

"Maddox, please," she begged, her hands fisting in the sheets as he worked her closer to the edge. "I need more."

He slipped two fingers inside her tight heat, curling them to find the spot that made her see stars. She was so wet, so ready for him, and the knowledge that he was the one making her feel this way filled him with primal satisfaction.

"Come for me," he commanded against her clit, sucking the sensitive bundle of nerves as his fingers worked inside her. "Let me feel you fall apart."

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her pussy tightening around his fingers as she cried out his name. He worked her through it, gentling his touch as she came down from the high.

"That was..." she panted, her eyes dazed with pleasure.

"Just the beginning," he promised, crawling up her body to claim her mouth and let her taste herself on his lips.

She moaned at the intimate flavor, her arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer. He could feel his cock pressing against her entrance, the head catching on her slick folds.

"I need you inside me," she whispered against his lips. "Please, Maddox. I need all of you."

He positioned himself at her entrance, looking into her eyes as he slowly pushed inside. She was so tight, so perfect, that he had to pause and gather his control before continuing.

"You feel like heaven," he groaned as he seated himself fully inside her. "So fucking perfect around my cock."

"Move," she commanded, her nails digging into his shoulders. "I need you to move."

He started slowly, savoring the drag of her walls against his length with each thrust. But as her pleasure built again, as she met him thrust for thrust, the pace increased until they were moving together in perfect synchronization.

"This is what it means," he said roughly, his forehead pressed against hers as they moved together. "This connection, this completion. You're my mate in every way that matters."

"Yes," she gasped, her legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper. "I can feel it, feel you in my soul. We belong together."

The emotional intimacy combined with the physical pleasure was overwhelming, and Maddox felt his wolf surge forward, but he pushed it back to stop himself from formally marking her. But that was the only control he had.

When Sera's second orgasm crashed over her, her swollen pussy clenched around his cock like a velvet vise, he followed her over the edge with a roar that was more animal than human unable to withhold from days of restraining.

"I can feel you," she said softly. "Not just physically, but... deeper. Like there's a thread connecting us."

"That's the bond being recognized," he explained, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "It's settling into place from our intimacy."

She tilted her head to look at him. "And what makes it final?"

Before he could respond, his phone exploded with emergency notifications that shattered the intimate atmosphere like breaking glass.

"What now?" Sera asked, noting the way his expression shifted from romantic anticipation to protective alarm.

"Grimjaw sighting," he read from Emmett's urgent text. "Daylight manifestation near the elementary school. Full corporeal presence, aggressive behavior toward approaching humans."

The creature was no longer limited to nighttime hunting, which meant the manifestation had gained enough power to maintain physical form regardless of traditional temporal boundaries.

"That's not supposed to be possible.”

"It's not supposed to be possible," Maddox agreed grimly, already reaching for weapons and protective gear. "Which means your viral content's ongoing engagement has pushed Grimjaw's development beyond anything in our historical records."