Warning: Mature content in the Chapter
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Oscar:
The room was dimly lit.
Soft golden light from the bedside lamps spread across the sheets, casting shadows over our tangled limbs and warm skin.
Nearly an hour had passed since the pool.
Since I had asked her that question.
Since she said yes.
My hands moved over her slowly, almost reverently, as if I still couldn’t believe she was right here beneath .
Real.
Breathing.
Mine.
I leaned down and pressed soft kisses along her shoulder before letting them trail lower... down the elegant curve of her spine.
Her body reacted instantly. A soft, breathless sound slipped from her lips, and it sent a sharp pulse of heat straight through .
Stars...
I was never getting enough of her.
Never.
My hands slid down her sides, my fingers tracing every curve I had already long morized.
When they reached her hips, I tightened my hold slightly... steadying her, grounding both of us in the mont.
And then... I entered her from behind.
And the sound she made... it wasn’t just a moan, it was sothing deeper. Sothing that wrapped around my chest and squeezed, like I had just touched sothing sacred.
I instinctively picked up my pace, driven by the way her body responded to mine.
Every thrust pulled another sound from her, making her body tremble as she fought against the overwhelming pleasure burning her.
I leaned down again, my lips brushing against her nape, then her shoulder, then the side of her neck - kissing, marking, claiming - not just with touch, but with everything I had.
She was already sensitive. Already overwheld from our intense one hour work out where I made sure she ca around my fingers, my tongue, and then my hard rod... twice.
And still...
She gave herself to completely. Without hesitation. Without fear.
And that... that broke sothing inside ... in the best possible way. Because I had never wanted anything more than this.
Than her.
"Evaline..."
Her na slipped from my lips in a low whisper as I held her closer, thrusting faster now. Deeper.
I felt the tension in her body building again, coiling tighter and tighter.
Until she broke.
Her body tensed beneath , her voice rising as she reached that edge once more. And she finally let go, she looked breathtaking.
I didn’t stop.
I couldn’t.
Because I was right there too.
Right at the edge.
Teetering.
My breath grew heavier as I leaned down again, pressing my forehead briefly against her shoulder.
"Eva..." I breathed.
Her na felt like a promise.
A prayer.
A claim.
And then... I let go. Not just of control. But of everything.
My fangs slid free as my wolf took over just a fraction. I lowered my head to her collarbone.
Sensing my intention, she imdiately shifted slightly beneath . Not away. Never away. But closer.
Like she was choosing too.
And that was all I needed.
My fangs pierced her skin - gently but firmly. They reached deeper as the ancient power of the Moon Goddess’ blessing surged between us.
My own release hit hard as a sharp, electric surge shot through , through her, through both of us.
It was sothing far more intense, more consuming than any pleasure I had ever felt. Like every part of had just snapped into place.
My wolf roared inside ... wild, overjoyed, finally at peace... as the bond settled into place, finally completed and sealed for the rest of our lives.
I held Eva tightly as the wave of connection flooded through us, grounding us both as we ca down from the intensity of it.
Slowly.
Gradually.
Until all that remained was warmth.
And her.
I pulled back carefully, pressing a soft kiss over the mark I had just left.
Mine.
She was mine.
And I was hers.
"Eva..." I murmured again, softer this ti.
My arms wrapped around her as I lowered myself slightly over her back, not putting my full weight on her but close enough to feel her warmth.
To hear her breathing.
To know she was still right here.
My lips found her nape again, then her shoulder, then the curve of her neck.
I couldn’t stop touching her. Couldn’t stop kissing her. Like if I did, I might wake up and realize this was all a dream.
My fingers traced lazy patterns along her skin, following invisible paths over her back and arms.
She was quiet now.
Soft.
Warm.
Safe in my arms.
And for the first ti in a long ti...
So was I.
"I love you," I whispered against her skin.
She shifted slightly beneath , turning her head just enough for to see her face.
Her eyes t mine - soft, emotional, and beautiful.
"I love you too," she whispered back.
That was it.
That was everything.
I leaned down and kissed her again. It was slow and deep. Not rushed this ti. Not desperate.
Just... full.
Full of everything we had just shared, everything we had just beco.
When I finally pulled back, I rested my forehead lightly against her shoulder again, letting out a slow breath.
Silence settled around us. It felt comfortable, content, and complete.
My fingers continued tracing along her back absentmindedly, mapping every inch of her like I never wanted to forget.
Then a random thought crossed my mind as I took in her smooth, fair skin... and it made smile slightly.
"Have you ever thought about getting a tattoo?" I asked.
She stilled beneath .
"What?"
I chuckled softly as I repeated, "A tattoo."
She turned her head a little more, clearly surprised. "I have... never really thought about it."
"Hmm."
My fingers paused at the curve of her shoulder.
"Should I be worried?" she asked lightly.
I smirked.
"Maybe."
She huffed softly.
"Oscar."
I leaned closer, brushing my lips against her shoulder again.
"I might have an idea."
Her curiosity sparked imdiately.
"Oh?"
I nodded slightly.
"Yeah."
My fingers traced lightly over her skin again - slow, intentional - as the idea began to take clearer shape in my mind.
And sohow...
It felt just as permanent as the mark I had left on her.
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