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“Know what?” she cut in. “Know that you were leaving? That the man who showed me this whole world that I’m a part of now is just going to vanish, and I’ll never see him again? The man I’ve been fucking all day?”

“What did you expect, Cameron? Some sort of happy ending?”

I wanted to convince her that it was a crazy thought, but even as the words came out, I thought I might be trying to convince myself it was impossible as well.

These past few days with her had been amazing, and the thought of more was too good to consider.

It was a pipe dream that both me and Cameron needed to get out of our heads.

“I don’t know what I expected,” Cameron said. “I guess I got attached when I shouldn’t have.”

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I should… I should have stayed away. I never should have let things get this far along. This is my fault.”

“No!” Cameron exclaimed as we came to the cabin door. “I didn’t mean I didn’t want this to have happened.” She was near tears. “It’s been the best two days of my life.”

As badly as I wanted to stay with her, I knew that wouldn’t be possible. My life would never be more than me roaming the world. No place to call home, no house with a picket fence. None of the things she would want.

She looked so beautiful. I opened my mouth to apologize again, but instead of speaking, I pulled her toward me and kissed her. She stiffened at first, and I thought she would push me away, but then she melted against me.

After several seconds, Cameron broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. “If you’re leaving, then give me something to remember you by.”

A growl rumbled from my chest, and I kissed her again as we fumbled with the door and stumbled into the cabin.

This was probably our last night together.

That reality hadn’t truly struck me until it all came up at the bonfire.

The thought that after tomorrow morning, I’d never again taste her lips, feel the smoothness of her skin, or smell that amazing fucking scent of hers?

It was too much. I had to have her. Had to feast on her in every way I could imagine.

Words weren’t necessary—our bodies said everything we needed to.

As we continued to kiss, we pawed at each other, hungry and insistent.

Cameron fumbled with my zipper while I slid my hands under her shirt and pulled it over her head.

By the time we got to the stairs, I’d already shed most of my clothes and kicked my boots across the room.

I scooped Cameron up, carrying her up the steps to the bed, my lips never leaving hers.

I tossed her onto the bed and tore her panties down her legs.

Cameron gasped as I pulled her legs apart and buried my face in her pussy.

She tasted like life itself. I swirled my tongue across her, into her, then up to her clit.

Sucking on the sensitive flesh, I groaned in delight as she gasped and bucked her hips.

I thrust a finger into her as I explored her soft, delicate flesh with my tongue.

“I want you inside me, Nate,” she murmured, running her fingers through my hair.

Lifting my head away, I gazed up at her half-lidded eyes. “I’m going to make sure you never forget me, because I’ll never forget you, Cameron.”

She clenched her eyes shut as though holding back tears. “Take me. Do whatever you want to me. Please.”

I pulled my underwear off and grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her belly. With one smooth movement of my hips, I slid into her. It was like coming home. Being inside her made everything bad in the world vanish.

As I pounded into her, I grabbed her arms and pulled them back behind her, binding her wrists in my hands. Cameron moaned as I rode her, rocking into her with unbridled abandon. The muscles in her back flexed, and she buried her face in the sheets as she cried out.

Releasing her hands, I reached forward and gripped her shoulder, pulling her toward me with each forward motion of my hips. After a few moments, Cameron’s breathing grew labored, and she stiffened.

“I’m coming. Oh, God, I’m coming!”

Her words sent a thrill of excitement through me, and I moved even faster, pulling her hair back. That forced her to arch her back, her breasts lifting from the bed. Cameron screamed my name as orgasm after orgasm slammed into her.

I released her hair and rolled her over.

She was crying, but not tears of pain or misery.

They were tears of loss. She was mourning me even as we made love one last time.

Before I could straddle her again, Cameron lunged forward and took me into her mouth.

She sucked greedily at me, caressing my balls as she worked me.

I leaned over and slid two fingers into her soaking wet pussy, fucking her with my hand while she did all she could to make me come with her mouth.

“Not like that,” I whispered, pulling out of her mouth. My cock stood rigid and throbbing, still slick with her saliva.

I pushed her back down on the bed and slid into her.

She groaned and grabbed at the sheets, her eyes locking on mine.

Her breasts bounced with each thrust, a hypnotizing sight, and I took one in each hand, pinching each nipple as I fucked her.

Her mouth dropped open, her nipples going red as I increased the pressure.

“Yes. Oh, fuck, yes,” she moaned, throwing her head back as she came on my cock again.

I was nearing my own climax, but I wasn’t done with her yet.

Couldn’t be done yet. I pulled her legs onto my shoulder, grinding myself into her deeper than ever.

Cameron’s muffled curses echoed through the cabin.

I kissed her calf, stroked her thighs and breasts as I moved ever faster.

She was like a drug, and I was an addict.

I couldn’t get enough of her. At the back of my mind, my wolf kept repeating the same word over and over.

Mine, mine, mine . But she wasn’t mine. Not after tonight.

The thought didn’t dampen my sexual desire—if anything, it inflamed it.

Knowing she’d be gone made this moment all the sweeter.

“Look at me, Cameron,” I grunted, forehead dripping sweet. “Look at me, baby.”

She opened her eyes and bit down on her lip as another climax took her.

“I’m gonna come, and I want to look in your eyes when I do.”

“Yes.” It was all she could manage to say.

Three more strokes, and I nearly blacked out.

An explosion of pleasure so intense, so earth-shattering, that it felt like my balls had exploded in a firework of ecstasy.

My cock twitched and spasmed as I came inside her, and with each throb and burst of bliss, our eyes remained locked.

In those few sacred moments, it was like our souls became one.

Spent, I collapsed at her side, panting, both of our bodies glazed with sweat.

I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close.

A moment before I slipped into sleep, I cursed the universe for the life it had given me.

Then, I sank into a world of fitful dreams, with Cameron nestled against my body.