(Trigger Warning: This Chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)
A gasp escaped my lips as Levi filled completely. The rough bark of the tree pressed against my back, a delicious contrast to the heated skin of the man holding . His powerful hands gripped my thighs, keeping steady as he buried himself inside .
“Fuck, Hazel,” he groaned, pressing his forehead against mine. “You feel so fucking perfect.”
I couldn’t speak, could barely breathe as he stayed still for a mont, letting adjust to his size. My fingers dug into his shoulders, feeling the hard muscle beneath my touch.
“Move,” I finally whispered. “Please, Levi.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. Pulling back until just the tip of him remained inside , he slamd back in with enough force to make the breath catch in my throat. The forest around us swallowed my moans as he set a relentless pace, each thrust deeper than the last.
“You like that, baby?” he asked, his voice rough with desire. “Tell how much you like it.”
“I love it,” I panted, my head falling back against the tree. “I love you.”
His rhythm faltered for just a second before picking up again, more intense than before. Levi’s eyes glead in the moonlight, wild and possessive as they raked over my naked body.
“Mine,” he growled, leaning down to nip at my collarbone. “Ours.”
The dual possession in his words sent a shiver down my spine. Even in this mont, he acknowledged his brothers’ claim on . It was so perfectly Levi—selfish and generous all at once.
“Yes,” I agreed breathlessly. “Yours. All of you.”
Sothing dangerous flashed in his eyes then, sothing primal and untad. Without warning, he pulled out of completely, earning a whimper of protest from my lips.
“Turn around,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argunt.
He set down on shaky legs, and I did as he asked, bracing my hands against the rough tree trunk. I felt his heat at my back imdiately, his hard chest pressed against as his hands ca around to cup my breasts.
“I need to remind you,” he whispered hotly in my ear, “just who you belong to.”
Before I could ask what he ant, one of his hands slid down my stomach to the apex of my thighs, fingers finding the bundle of nerves that made cry out. His other arm wrapped around my waist, holding securely against him.
“Levi, please,” I begged, pushing back against him.
“What do you need, baby?” he teased, his fingers continuing their torturous circles. “Tell .”
“You,” I gasped. “Inside . Now.”
He chuckled darkly, the sound sending heat pooling in my core. “So demanding,” he murmured, but I felt him positioning himself at my entrance. “I love that about you.”
In one swift motion, he thrust inside again, the new angle allowing him to hit spots that made my vision blur. I moaned his na, the sound echoing through the trees as he set a punishing pace.
His lips found my neck, trailing hot kisses up to my ear. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you like this?” he asked between thrusts. “How many nights I’ve dread of having you all to myself?”
Each word was punctuated by a thrust that drove closer to the edge. My fingers clawed at the bark, seeking sothing to ground as pleasure built low in my belly.
“Even before I knew you were our mate,” he continued, his voice strained with his own building release. “I wanted you.”
His confession unleashed sothing inside . I pushed back against him, eting each of his thrusts with equal fervor. The sound of skin against skin mingled with our heavy breathing, creating a symphony of desire in the quiet forest.
Levi’s hand moved from my waist to my hair, gently pulling my head to the side to expose my neck. I knew what he was looking at—the mating mark that all three brothers had placed on , the physical representation of our bond.
“Mine,” he growled again, his thrust becoming more erratic. “Say it, Hazel.”
“Yours,” I gasped, teetering on the brink of release. “I’m yours, Levi.”
Without warning, his teeth sank into the existing mark on my neck, not hard enough to break skin but enough to send a shock of pleasure-pain racing through my body. The sensation was electric, multiplied by our mate bond, and it catapulted over the edge instantly.
I cried out his na as waves of pleasure crashed over , my inner walls clenching around him. Levi continued to thrust through my orgasm, prolonging it until I thought I might pass out from the intensity.
Only when the aftershocks began to fade did he let himself go, burying himself deep inside one last ti as he found his own release. His teeth remained on my mark, sending echoes of pleasure through both of us as he emptied himself inside .
For several long monts, we stood there, connected in the most intimate way, our breathing gradually slowing. Levi’s lips softened against my neck, placing gentle kisses where his teeth had been. The tender gesture, so at odds with his earlier ferocity, made my heart swell.
“Are you okay?” he murmured, his arms wrapping around protectively.
I nodded, not trusting my voice just yet. With gentle hands, he turned to face him, his expression softening as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked, suddenly looking worried. “When I bit you? Or was I too rough?” His eyes then widened. “The baby—!”
I smiled, reaching up to cup his cheek. “No, you were just perfect,” I assured him. “It was... incredible.”
The relief on his face was imdiate, followed by a proud grin that was so typically Levi it made laugh.
“What?” he asked, still smiling.
“Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. “I just love you.”
His smile widened, and he leaned down to kiss softly. “I love you too, baby.”
We stood like that for a while, wrapped in each other’s arms as our bodies cooled in the night air. Eventually, Levi glanced up at the moon and sighed.
“We should probably head back,” he said reluctantly. “Lucas and Liam will start to worry.”
I nodded, equally hesitant to break our private bubble. As we separated and began to shift back into our wolf forms, a thought occurred to .
“Wait,” I said, pausing mid-shift. “Why did you bite my mark again?”
Levi’s expression turned sheepish, a rare vulnerability crossing his features. “I guess I needed to... reinforce it,” he admitted. “With everything that’s happened with Leo, I just...”
“Wanted to remind I was yours,” I finished for him, understanding dawning.
He nodded, looking slightly embarrassed. “Stupid wolf instincts.”
I stepped closer, kissing him gently. “Not stupid. I get it.”
We shifted then, running side by side through the forest back toward the packhouse. The journey felt shorter this ti, our paws eating up the distance as we raced through familiar territory.
When we reached the edge of the trees, we shifted back and quickly dressed in the clothes we’d left on the porch. As Levi helped straighten my shirt, a thoughtful expression crossed his face.
“Hey, Hazel?” he said, suddenly serious. “Do you think it’s ti we let Leo out of the cells?”
The question caught off guard, but I found myself smiling. “We can visit him in the next few days,” I said, bopping his nose playfully. “For now, I’d like to catch up on lost ti with my fated mates and maybe spend so ti with my grandfather.”
Levi’s expression relaxed into a grin. “Good. Let him wait. That’s what he gets for monopolizing you for the last couple of days.”
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