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He slides his down my arms, and any inkling of doubt about doing this disappears.

I move so I’m kneeling on the hospital bed, bringing us eye to eye.

My nipples tighten into hard peaks as we breathe each other in.

The full moon gleams through the window behind Jensen, and I close my eyes, giving in to the mating heat.

I wrap my hands around his neck, and he grips my hips, tugging me closer. Then his lips land on mine, and I’m lost. Lost in the sensation of his hard body against mine, in his lips, in the way he makes me feel.

My pulse throbs in his bite mark on my neck as I kiss him back, opening my mouth for him. He slips his tongue inside, and I groan as I taste him.

“Mine,” he mutters against my lips.

“Need you,” I gasp.

He growls as he kisses his way down my neck. His lips brush over the bite mark, and I cry out, heat blazing through my body.

Jensen’s hands move over my body, molding my curves. The thin hospital gown is easy enough to pull off, leaving me in only my panties.

“Your turn,” I pant.

He steps back and practically rips his shirt over his head.

I drink him in, licking my lips as my gaze skims over his muscles. “So strong,” I whisper.

He smirks as he pushes his pants and boxers down.

My eyes drop and widen when I see his cock. “So big.”

“It’ll fit,” he assures me.

I eye him dubiously. “I’m not so sure about that,” I mumble.

He smiles. “It will. Are you sure you’re not in any pain?”

I blink at the change of subject. “No. No pain since I first woke up. I’m all healed.”

“Good.”

That’s the only warning that I get before he grabs my thighs and flips me onto my back.

“Ah!” I gasp as I land on the thin mattress.

“God, you’re so damn sexy. How did I get so lucky?” he says almost reverently as he cups my breasts.

I’ve never felt sexy or pretty. Most people in town overlooked me, and I dressed down at home so I didn’t catch the eye of my mom’s boyfriends.

I’ve been in a hospital gown or covered in blood since Jensen first saw me, and he’s acting like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.

I like it.

Scratch that. I love it.

I watch his face. His eyes darken, and I’ve never seen him so enamored.

My panties are soaking, and I squirm on the bed. “Jensen.”

“We’ve got all night, mate,” he promises.

I huff impatiently, and he chuckles.

His eyes lock with mine as he licks one nipple, then the other. My breath hitches, and it takes everything in me to remain still as he explores my body.

His hands trail lower, and I writhe under him.

“Jensen, please,” I plead.

“I’ve got you, mate.”

He grips my soaked panties and tugs them down my legs, letting them drop to the floor.

Then I’m bare beneath him.

“Look at how wet you are,” he breathes, running one thick finger through my slippery folds.

The tip of his finger circles my clit, and I cry out, arching into his touch. My hips are restless on the mattress, chasing his touch. I grip the thin blanket to steady myself, but I know it's useless when Jensen drops to his knees.

He buries his face between my legs, and I sob his name as he licks me, moaning as he swallows every drop.

“So damn tasty,” he moans.

“Oh God,” I choke out.

His hands grip my thighs, holding me in place as his mouth moves over me. He licks up my center, sucks my clit into his mouth, and grazes his teeth over the sensitive pearl, rolling his tongue over it and repeating the same pattern.

He’s driving me crazy. Each stroke of his tongue pushes me closer and closer to my orgasm.

An alarm goes off nearby, but I barely register it. All I can focus on is Jensen and his talented mouth.

His tongue circles my snug opening, and I wiggle under him. I’m so close. So, so close. But I need…a little…more.

“Jensen,” I pant.

He moans, sucking my clit into his mouth, and I shout his name as I reach my peak.

“Jensen!”

He licks me through my release, catching every drop of my juices greedily.

“Oh!” I gasp as he licks my sensitive clit.

“So damn good,” he growls.

I hum my agreement.

He rises to his feet and stares down at me. His gaze is dark and needy. He looks like a beast, a warrior about to get his reward.

I lick my lips, reaching for him. “I need you.”

He nods, coming down over me. His hands rest on either side of my head, and I twine my arms around his neck, pulling him down until he’s pressing me into the bed. I love his weight on me.

His cock nudges my opening, and we lock eyes. I freeze as he pushes into me an inch.

“Are you sure?”

I nod. “I’m sure. I want you.”

He smiles, and I tighten my hold on him as he leans down to kiss me. I can taste myself on his lips, and I moan as he slips his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine.

His hips push forward, and he breaks through my virginity, seating himself fully inside me.

He’s so big. I wiggle, trying to adjust to his thick cock stretching me.

“Okay?” Jensen asks.

I take a deep breath. “Yeah. I’m good.”

He starts a slow, steady pace, letting me get used to the rhythm. I tentatively meet his thrusts, and it doesn’t take long before we’re moving together in perfect sync. His dick rubs my clit with each pass, making my core coil tighter each time, like a toy being wound up.

Jensen breaks our kiss and nuzzles my neck. He licks over the bite mark on my neck, and that’s all it takes. I go off like a bottle rocket, moaning his name as he pounds into me.

“Fucking hell, mate,” he grunts.

I cling to him as he hammers into me. I’m mesmerized by the look on his face, and I watch as he falls apart for me.

“Dillon,” he groans as he comes.

I suck in a sharp breath at the way he says my name. It’s like I’m his talisman. Like I’m the only thing keeping him tethered to Earth.

Like he loves me.

My brain skitters away from that thought as he pulls out of me and shifts me on the bed.

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest, and I rest my head on his shoulder as we catch our breath.

My eyes grow heavy, and I close them for a minute.

Soon enough, I drift off, safe and satisfied in Jensen’s arms.