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Cameron

T here was no time for me to respond before he buried his face in my pussy. A cry of surprise escaped me, but it quickly turned into a delighted moan. Nate’s fingers dug into my thighs, pulling me close as he thrust his tongue deep into me.

Nothing had ever looked so sexy or erotic. He moaned against me as he fucked me with my tongue. When he wrapped his lips around my clit and began sucking, my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“Oh, God!” I cried out, clutching at the sheets. My hips bucked against his mouth.

One of his hands glided across my stomach until it found the swell of my breast. He pinched my nipple, then rolled and tugged at it gently. The sensation sent pleasant electric jolts from my breast to my pussy. I was already close to a mind-bending orgasm.

“Nate, I’m close,” I hissed through clenched teeth.

Raising his head, he grinned and licked his lips as he slid two fingers into me.

“Fuuuuuuck!” I cried as he curled his fingers, digging them into my G-spot as he flicked his tongue over my clit.

The combination of his lips, tongue, fingers, and hand on my nipple was a sensory overload. I couldn’t speak, could barely breathe as my climax surged forward, blossoming into an explosion of pleasure. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed across my body, making every inch of me tingle.

Even as I bucked beneath him, Nate never stopped. He picked up his pace, fucking me hard with his fingers. My jaw fell open, and I screamed as another orgasm burst through me.

Nate grinned up at me. “You’re so beautiful when I make you come.”

Finally drawing in a shallow breath, I gritted my teeth as the pleasure consumed me. But even as overwhelming as it was, I wanted more. Needed more.

“Fuck me,” I gasped. “I want you inside me. Please.”

Nate stood, giving me a brief respite from the carnal ecstasy. To my surprise, his cock was already hard again.

Swallowing hard, I scooted back to make room for him on the bed, eyeing his dick. How much more could I take? How long would he last? If he wasn’t careful, he’d send me into an orgasmic coma. Though, on second thought, that sounded kind of amazing.

Nate climbed onto the bed, resting on his knees, and placed his hands on either side of me. He kissed me again. It was sweet and rapturous. A kiss of love and longing that made my heart leap and my stomach turn in happy flips. He pulled away and looked deeply into my eyes.

“I love you, Cameron Torres.”

Smiling, I caressed his cheek. “I love you, too.”

Slowly, he guided his thick, hard length into my soaking pussy.

“Oh my God.” I looked down between us, watching every inch of his cock slide into me.

He stretched me until I thought I would tear in two, and when his balls pressed against my ass, I was trembling, on the verge of another orgasm already. Everything down there was so sensitive, I could barely control myself.

“Look at me, Cam,” Nate commanded.

I obeyed. When our gazes locked, he began to thrust into me, slow at first, but picking up speed with each second. Shaking uncontrollably, I dug my nails into his shoulders and lifted my hips to meet his with each stroke. After a few moments, his body lulled me into a hypnosis of pleasure.

His massive cock spread me apart, then glided out, leaving me wanting.

I wished I could have him inside me all the time.

It felt so amazing and perfect. When he reached forward and wrapped a hand lovingly around my throat, I descended into a cascade of orgasmic frenzy.

I came on his cock, harder than I’d ever come before.

My pussy clenched and spasmed around him.

“That’s right,” he cooed. “Good girl. Come for me. Just let go, baby.”

I let go of all worries and gave myself over to the bliss. I basked in the glow of the orgasm, the love. He could do anything—anything at all—and I’d love it.

Nate pulled out, grabbed my hips, and rolled me onto my stomach. Straddling my legs, he plunged into me. With my legs together, his cock felt even bigger. He peppered kisses along my upper back, shoulders, and neck. Through the haze of pleasure, I heard him whisper.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.”

My wolf howled in pure joy. I wanted to cry out and tell him I loved him, but I was too delirious from what he was doing to me. The best I could do was reach back and caress his leg as he slammed into me.

Moments later, I had to bite the sheets as yet another full-body shockwave shook me to my core. Exhaustion was taking hold. I, quite literally, couldn’t take much more.

“Come in me, Nate,” I cried, barely getting the words out through clenched teeth.

He snarled and pressed his chest into my back, his lips right next to my ear. “I’m gonna come,” he whispered. “I’m going to fill you up. Is that what you want?”

“ Yes !” Tears of happiness and ecstasy stained my cheeks.

Nate’s pounded into me, his heedless abandon nearly breaking me.

He moaned, panting into my ear, and when he finally tensed, hissing and cursing beneath his breath, I reached back, running my fingers through his hair, loving the steady pulse and twitch of his cock as he came inside me.

A final orgasm shattered me, even as he slowed.

Crying out his name, I pressed my face into the sheets, limbs quivering.

I lay there, gasping for breath, wondering if I’d ever be able to walk again but honestly not caring. This was what I’d been searching for all these years. To bind my life to a man I loved.

I had the rest of my life to experience this. That thought filled me with hope and happiness.

“Are you okay?” Nate asked as he rolled off me.

He slipped out of me, and a sad emptiness filled me. “I’m so good,” I said, groaning as I rolled onto my back. “I think you might have broken me, though.”

Nate hauled me across the bed. The heat of his chest radiated into my own as he kissed my jaw.

“Then I’ll fix you,” he whispered, brushing my cheek. “And that means I can break you again.”

“That sounds fun,” I said. “ And exhausting.”

We laughed, and Nate pulled me even closer, our sweat-slicked skin gliding together.

In that moment, I felt closer to Nate than I’d ever felt to anyone.

A life with him became more real as we lay there in each other’s embrace.

Before, it had been nothing more than a wishful thought, a fantasy I’d barely allowed myself to contemplate.

Now, the reality of it set in, and I was so goddamn happy.

If this was what my mother had experienced with my father, it was no wonder she’d chased after it all these years.

As the post-coital bliss faded, the real world and all the problems that came with it seeped back in.

“How do you think this hearing is going to go after everything that’s happened?” I asked.

“Not sure,” Nate said, laying back so I could rest my head on his chest. “It all depends on who’s on the council JC organized, most likely.”

“Have you heard who’s on it? Any names you might recognize or anything?” I was desperate for any information on the meeting that would determine how the rest of my life went.

Nate grimaced. “I haven’t had a lot of interaction with members of the pack.

Mostly cursory stuff when I come to help Ollie.

Though, I’ve met a few of the guys who will probably be invited.

My guess is it’ll be most of the elders who are within a four-hour drive.

High-level alphas who help the lead pack alpha run such a huge pack.

JC can only do so much by himself.” He was quiet for a moment, then took a deep breath.

“I think it’s kind of like the government.

You’ve got the top guy and then, like, governors who run the smaller sections for him.

He has the final say-so, but those guys carry a lot of weight.

The few I’ve met, I’ve actually had positive interactions with.

” He grimaced. “Well, as positive as they could be with me being a lone wolf, that is.”

“How many of those guys are in Lincoln’s pocket, though?” I asked, scowling up at him in disgust. “JC said Lincoln has been building a group of people who are on his side.”

Nate nodded, running a hand down my back.

“Yeah, but it’s like JC said. He’s the alpha of the pack.

All beneath him swear allegiance. If any of those guys openly turned against him, the blowback would be fierce.

They’d probably be forced out of the pack.

Whatever alliances Lincoln has made, my guess is those folks have no idea of the extent of Lincoln and Rick’s madness.

If we present the evidence we have, it’ll open their eyes, and they’ll leave him high and dry.

That’s my hope, anyway, and if I had to guess, it’s JC’s, Alec’s, and Ollie’s hope as well. ”

I nodded. “That makes sense.”

“Have you planned what you’re going to say yet?”

I’d been planning a professional, journalistic approach.

All that research my colleagues had done and everything I’d discovered for myself would be presented as if I was some high-priced lawyer arguing for my client’s interest. After the day we’d had— and with the new evidence we had, Rick being in custody, and my recordings—that approach seemed more robotic, less personal. I needed to appeal to their hearts.

“I’ve got some ideas,” I finally said.

“Do you want to practice? I could pretend to be the council, if you want,” Nate offered.

“No, it’s fine,” I said through a yawn. “I’d rather take a nap.”

“That sounds like the best idea ever.” Nate pulled the blankets up to cover us.

As I slowly drifted off to sleep, I told myself everything would be okay, one way or another. If the hearing went in our favor, we could put all this behind us and move on with our lives. If it went against us, I’d leave with Nate. He was the man I loved, and nothing would keep us apart.

Nothing.