“You have no idea how many nights I’ve dreamed about you lying under me just like this,” he told me.
“Me too.” I wrapped my hand around the thickness of his erection.
“That feels so fucking good and you haven’t done anything but grab it,” he breathed.
“Please. I need you.” I let go of him and grabbed at his wrists, pulling him closer. My sensitive core connected with his bare dick as my legs locked around him. Hot, prickly tingles shot through my body, and I ached for more.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” A growl escaped him as he grinded his hips into me. The friction had my eyes rolling back in my head. He arched his head and nuzzled into my neck where his mouth devoured my mark, and the moans turned to yelps from me. Any touch from him on that mark sent my hormones into a frenzy.
I panted as my pussy throbbed and sent more wetness between my legs. “Please, get inside me. I need to feel you, Xav. I’m ready.”
He unlatched from his mark and brushed a gentle kiss to my lips, and my arms wound around his neck to steady myself.
With our noses pressed together, he sunk into me. The feeling was more soul-binding, more intense than I’d imagined. Our breaths mingled as I got used to him. He stretched me, filled me up, and he fit perfectly. I gasped. We were made for one another.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
I nodded, and his eyes changed from hesitation to hunger. He started rocking his hips back and forth, and the friction of him sent waves of ecstasy through my entire being. My back arched as my breasts pushed into him without breaking our gaze. I could revel in the feeling all night.
All at once, my body writhed and moans fell out of me without restraint as he pumped into me harder. He found his own release and came with the sexiest combination of moans and groans.
He pulled out and collapsed beside me, breathing ragged. My skin was buzzing with aftershocks from hitting my climax so many times. I’d thought the first time was supposed to be painful, but it was anything but. It was perfect in every single way.
“Our scents are mixed,” he mumbled, pulling me into his arms.
My mark burned on my neck. I ran my fingers over it and found it inflamed. It sent tingles of pleasure down my body over and over again. “What’s this feeling in the mark?”
A genuine, blissful smile appeared on his swollen lips. “It’s a sign that the mating process is complete. We are soul-bonded.”
My heart swelled. I loved that wolf with my entirety, and I was thankful fate brought us together.
TWENTY FOUR
Xavier
Sophia fussed over Harlow once we arrived at the Alpha’s office in the morning. She’d congratulated us on completing our soul-bond, which was fucking amazing, and wanted to make sure we had everything we needed for a successful start of the war.
Riley, Gabe, Blaine, and Caroline were also in the room. Sophia and Blaine were still arguing over her going or not. My guess was she’d win but who knew. Blaine was just as stubborn.
Aside from that, we were all antsy. The Maxwell pack had never gone to war in our lifetime, so it was new territory for us.
“We have everything we need,” Harlow assured them before turning to me. “Are you ready?”
I smirked. She looked like a damn goddess all the time, but after mating with her last night, she was glowing more than usual.
“Xav?” Her hand landed on my shoulder.
I blinked. Fuck. She was so beautiful, I’d forgotten to answer her. “What? Oh. Yeah. Let’s do this shit.”
Snickers sounded from around us and Harlow blushed.
“Please be careful you two,” Sophia said with Blaine’s arms wrapped around her.
“We will. Harlow’s a fucking badass.”
Her blush deepened. “I’ll do everything I can to keep us safe.”
“Be sure that you do,” Caroline added with pursed lips.
I rolled my eyes. She’d been such a bitch to Harlow but had shot serious glares toward her after I marked her. She reeked of jealousy, and it did nothing but piss me off. “I trust my mate with my life.”
She side-eyed Harlow. “Well, I don’t. She’s an outsider.”
Harlow’s eyes blazed silver as a gust of wind knocked Caroline off her feet and onto her ass. “I don’t really care what you think of me, you pompous bitch. Xav is my mate, and I’m strong enough to protect us both. Stop being petty.”
She gasped, scrambling to her feet. “I am Beta of the Maxwell pack. I have rank here, witch. You need to respect me.”
Riley stepped in. “Caroline, get ahold of yourself. You’re better than this, and quite frankly you’re acting like Ivy.”
Caroline recoiled. “I didn’t mean to… I mean, I just”—she took a deep breath before turning her attention to me—“I’m sorry. It’s just that I thought of you as my last chance at happiness since both of our mates died.”
“That doesn’t excuse your behavior toward Harlow,” I said.
“Please, excuse me.” She turned and walked out of the room without a glance in our direction.
Riley sighed. “That woman has some serious issues. Sorry, Harlow.”
Harlow shrugged. “I don’t care. Let’s focus on the matter at hand.”
I’d loved everything about that witch, but her being strong as fuck in body and mind was the best thing in the world. I was so proud to call her my mate.
“Make sure you contact us every two hours or we will assume something happened,” Riley said.
“However, the plan will continue as discussed. No matter what. You not replying just gives us the idea that Lockhart probably knows war is coming.” Gabe gave me a nod.
“Understood, Alphas,” I told them as Harlow gripped my hands and shot me a grin.
“Ready to go now, Xav?” A teasing smile came over her.
I winked. “Guys this is so fucking cool. Just watch.”
“But you need to close your eyes,
