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CAMERON

The motel bed squeaked and groaned like it might fall to pieces beneath us, but I didn’t slow down. I couldn’t. His tight and slick channel formed a perfect sheath around my cock that felt like it was made for me.

And in turn, my body completely wrapped around his in my own way of claiming him. Keeping him safe and protected while giving his body what it needed.

Jamie moaned beneath me, his skin hot and coated with sweat as he clawed at the pillows. "Don't stop, alpha." Each word he choked out was raw and broken.

Exactly the way I felt.

I pulled his hips back as the mattress thumped against the wall, relentlessly pounding out a rhythm to our joining. But I didn’t care who heard us. Nothing mattered but him and me. My mate. My wolf had been trying to convince me since that first whiff of his scent, and I couldn’t deny it any longer.

Jamie was mine.

The world around us was stripped down to the pleasure shared between us and the filthy sounds of our bodies slapping together as we chased our releases.

Jamie’s scent filled the room in a way that made me wish I could bottle the dizzying aroma of his lust. I thrust deeper and faster, clutching his hips like a lifeline. This was his first full heat, but his body knew how to take what it needed. He was like a wild bronco beneath me, bucking up around me and then back down onto the mattress.

It was so much more intense than I'd ever imagined. More all-consuming than I was prepared for. I didn't know how long we’d been tangled up together, and I didn't care. I could’ve lived in that moment forever with my cock buried inside him as he writhed and squirmed around me.

He gasped and sucked in a sharp intake of breath. "Cameron."

“I’ve got you.” I stayed in tune with him and kept up the wild rhythm we set, even as my hand sild under his body and closed around his weeping dick. He was so ready, it didn’t take more than a full pulls before Jamie was shooting a puddle of cream onto the bed beneath him.

I was on fire as my nerve endings all seemed to be focused on my balls. With just a few more thrusts, Jamie’s convulsing channel coaxed my own release out of me. I exploded inside him with a cry of relief. “Fuck, Jamie.”

“Knot me, alpha.”

I didn't think about anything else as my knot swelled inside him, locking us physically together. But it was more than that. I felt it, and I was sure he had to feel it too. If he didn’t, his wolf did. Fated mates weren’t the norm, but there was no denying that he was mine. “It’s yours, omega. Only yours.”

Even with him completely caged in place by my large body, all I wanted was for him to stay. I wanted him to want to stay. Which meant I needed him to be so full of me that he’d never want to leave.

For several long moments, I just listened to him breathing as he pulled my hands under his chest to keep me wrapped around him. And when my knot finally released his body and I slipped out, the loss I felt was instant.

“You okay, sweetheart?” I kissed the back of his neck and then scooted to the dry side of the bed and pulled him close.

“So much better than okay.” He looked drunk, with cheeks flushed and a smile on his face. “That was amazing.”

I squeezed him closer to me so he was lying half on top of my chest. “You’re amazing.”

He curled around me and sighed. “Do you feel it too?” His eyes opened long enough to meet mine as I nodded. “This thing between us?”

“I do, mate .” I winked and kissed his forehead. “We’ll talk more in the morning.”

There were a lot of things we needed to talk about, but we were both exhausted and it wasn’t the time. There would be time for the heavy decisions later. Even if I wanted to talk more about the fact that we were mates, it wouldn’t have happened before Jamie’s soft snores filled the otherwise silent room.

For a long time, I watched him. Despite being bone-tired, I was unable to look away. My arms stayed wrapped around him, holding him like I might never get the chance again. The air smelled of sweat and sex and something else I’d never experienced before.

Happiness.

It was something I’d never be able to wrap my head around, and that was okay. As long as he wanted me the way I wanted him, we’d be fine. I just hoped he’d always look at me the way he had when we finally fell into bed together.

Like I was all he needed in the world.

I wanted to stay awake all night and watch him sleep, but the heavy lull of exhaustion was catching up with me. Too much had happened the past day…or had it been two? I couldn’t keep track and didn’t need to.

All that mattered was that I’d found him before that son of a bitch Roderick got a hold of him, and I’d do anything in the world to keep him safe.