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arms.
    It was slow this time as he worked every inch of his shaft through
me, ensuring I felt every tiny movement with how unhurried he was.
Our time against the wall and coming from foreplay had taken some of
the edge off for me, so I could appreciate this. Savor it. I rolled
my ass back toward him to accept his cock into my body, sighing.
    “ Oh, Fatima,” he
breathed, his hands sliding over my hips.
    When I picked my head up again, I could see through the window. The
sky had darkened to almost black and the storm was every bit as awful
as predicted. The trees had disappeared into a swirling white world.
It didn't worry me. Even if we ran out of food, a wolf was better
suited for this environment than I was. He could hunt for us. He'd
already said he would. The thought of letting someone else care for
me was strange, but comforting.
    A slightly harder thrust made me groan and close my eyes, pushing
back against his body. Some of the laziness in his pace was
dissipating as he worked into me just a little harder. His lips
pressed kisses against my vertebrae, working up my spine until he was
nuzzling at the back of my neck. I felt warm and enveloped in his
body and shivered as I tipped my head back to nuzzle him as best I
could.
    “ I want to give you my child,
Fatima,” he murmured. One of his hands slid under my body to
stroke at my stomach and I felt an unfamiliar flutter of emotion.
“Feline, wolf. I don't care. Tell me you want it, too.”
    I bit my bottom lip to fight back my response, shaking my head.
Stability, trusting in someone, raising up children in a safe home
all sounded wonderful, but it was a fantasy. I'd known my siblings my
entire life and hated them. The feeling was mutual. The only reason
we didn't hate each other yet was because Dylan and I didn't know
each other. I envied those instant bonds that wolves felt, but
couldn't believe it could happen for me.
    His teeth nipped at my shoulder and I whimpered, pushing back against
him again. The gentleness was gone now as he drove into my body again
and again, making me rock forward slightly on my knees with the force
of it. I bowed my head again as I moved with his thrusts, rolling
back to meet him each time he drove into my body. The hand on my
stomach had drifted downward, his fingers sliding on either side of
my clit, lightly pinching it between them occasionally. His other arm
was next to my face, helping to support his weight as he drove into
me.
    My breath was coming more ragged as he thrust harder into my body and
I could feel myself drawing tighter around him again. Conscious
thought and worry were drifting away as I gave myself up more and
more to instinct and feeling. When his fingers stopped stroking
around my clit, I whimpered, jerking back against him demandingly, in
a frenzy of need.
    “ Breed me,” I choked
out, shuddering on the verge of an orgasm he was denying me. Was he
doing it on purpose to control me? “Cum in me. Please, fill me
up. Fuck me and make me yours. Please, Dylan.”
    His fingers started moving again and I nearly sobbed with pleasure.
There was no controlling my body as I instantly found myself swept up
into an orgasm, my hips working back against him hungrily, my body
gripping him, clenching around him as if I could keep him there
forever. Turning my face to the side, I bit down on the arm he was
using to support himself, moaning in ecstasy as I felt skin give
beneath my teeth.
    Dylan's hips slammed forward into mine, grinding there as he flooded
me. I arched my back, lowering my upper body and raising my hips
slightly as I pushed back onto him, holding myself tight, savoring
the hot seed spilling inside of me. His groan of release trailed off
into a howl.
    When I felt him relaxing against me, I let my body collapse against
the rug, shivering despite the heat of the fire. He kissed over the
back of my neck and nuzzled there affectionately, before moving to
untie my arms. The rope was so intricately woven around my arms,