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Raiden’s
The warmth of her wrapped around me as our bodies finally meet made me shudder. The last thread of distance between us
vanished and something inside me ruptured.
The beast inside me, my wolf, he didn’t roar, he did not go crazy. No. He bowed. He knelt. To her. To our mate.
We were hers.
Our souls collided, snapping into place as the thread between us ties together in a knot that would never undo. I knew it
would never.
Her juices coats around my full length as I stilled inside her to make her adjust to my intrusion, letting her feel every inch of
Her tight walls suckled around me, welcoming me as her hands gripped my biceps, fingernails digging into my flesh.
Her body was clinging to mine with an intensity that made it hard to not pound into her. She felt amazing. She felt like home.
I brushed away some of her damp hair away from her forehead and lean down to press a kiss there when she moans. Her arousal was strong but there was a mix of copper in there that let me know I had taken her maidenhead.
“You okay baby?” I asked her as I stare into her eyes while I brush my thumb across her forehead.
“Oh Raiden,” she whispered, arching more into me while her nails bit into my skin even more. “I-
She swallowed, her hips now moving forward to make sure I am buried to the hilt. I hissed low. Bloody fuck she feels impossibly good.
“Please,” she begged and I knew what she wanted. I cradle her face in my hand and lean down to kiss her as I start to move.
The first pull, her walls was reluctant to let me go. Suckling me in like a viper. “Fuck Amelia,” I hiss on her lips, clenching my eyes tightly to stop myself from cumming.
I pulled back until the tip alone brushed between her pussy lips and stroked forward slowly, feeling her tight walls open up
to me once more.
I shudder at the feel, moaning into her mouth as pleasure swarms over me. I can hear the sounds of her juices as I push forward, feel how wet she was around me.
“Ooo Raiden,” she gasped, hips moving up ever so slightly as I stroked gently into her over and over.
Her warm pussy opened up to me like a flower each time while I swallow her cries of pleasure. “You feel so…” I grunt as each stroke sent a ripple of pleasure through me. Fuck. She really was my undoing.
“Good,” I shudder on top of her as her legs wrap around me, her hands wrapping around me, holding me tight to her as I thrust into that sweet spot I was claiming.
I felt her everywhere. Her scent around me, swathing me in warmly. Her heartbeat thundering in my ears as her soul entwined with mine.
Our bodies are perfectly aligned, showing how we were perfectly created for the other.
I kiss her again as I thrust deeper, her soft gasp vibrating through my chest and my pace quickened. Not rough but desperate as Amelia becomes my undoing.
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Amelia’s pov
He was so deep. So raw. So good.
My breath catches in my throat as he pulsed and thrust inside me, his eyes never left mine while his groans of pleasure filled
my ears.
Words didn’t need to be spoken out loud. Our bodies did the talking and spoke to the soul more than words could ever.
Every slow thrust sent tingles through me, causing my wetness to cling to his cock like a second skin. He was so deep. So hard. So filling.
He stretched me out, my walls cried. Not out of pain but pleasure. Sweet sweet pleasure.
I tremble beneath him, cupping his jaw as his eyes pierced through mine. “Amelia,” he moaned my name, thrusting deeper as though he wanted to leave his imprint and make sure I feel him for years.
“You’re taking me so good baby,” he praised, lips hovering over mine before he press them to mine, swallowing my cries of pleasure.
A delicious burn spread between us, something so sweet that it caused tingles to race down my spine. My nails bit into his skin, needing him closer even though at this point it was impossible.
My lips part in a gasp when he hit that spot, that delicious spot that made my toes curl and for his name to roll off my tongue.
I could feel my juices spilling out of me, tracing down to dance across the sheets below. I was so wet for him. So so wet.
My hips lift to meet his thrust, pulling him inside me as the pleasure built. Tightening, entwining, spreading like a wild
untamed fire.
And as he continued to move in and out of me, a warmth bloomed in the pit of my stomach. I clung to him as my legs begin to tremble.
I was close. So close.
“Raiden,” I cried out as he thrust so deep I could feel him in my stomach. He felt impossibly good. And as he pressed his forehead against mine, eyes staring deep into my soul while he drove into me over and over, I realized something.
I was falling for Raiden.
I had been all along.
I never hated him.
I had fallen for him.
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