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ass cheeks, pulled them apart roughly, and dived in. Nose in her ass, lips on her swollen folds, tongue thrusting into her pussy, he closed his eyes and savoured his mate. Harsh sounds came from Voltaire as she rolled her hips, pushed back onto his face. Blake ground his cock into the cold earth below him, shuddering as cream poured from her. He swallowed every drop, licking from her clit to her tight hole and back.
    Stiffening the tip of his tongue, he dipped lower. Blake rimmed her ass, pushing into that place until the tiny ring of muscle opened for him in slow degrees. He thrust two fingers into her cunt. Voltaire groaned and clawed at the ground. Blake removed the fingers, saturated with her juices, and screwed them into her ass.
    They both hissed as her ass opened for him. The tightness there squeezed his digits. Her body heat singed him as he thrust into her to the last knuckle.
    "Blake, take me.” Her voice trembled in time with her body. The muscles in her ass clenched, held him prisoner in the heated cavern. She glided soft, invisible hands over his ass, blazed a hot trail down his crack. Blake shuddered and growled.
    Two can play at that game, mate. Now take me before I take you.
    The threat made his hips roll forward, his cock flex, and his wolf howl. He pulled out of her ass and rose to cover her with his body. Holding on to her waist with one hand, he wrapped the other around his painful cock, and aligned it with her soaked entrance. One sharp thrust and he impaled her, shredding her virgin barrier and whatever self-control he had left.
    Voltaire cried out at his invasion, but her pussy pulled him in with clenching waves. Blake dug his nails into her hip as he pounded into her. The wolf loved every second, but urged him to bite, to mark, to claim. He wrapped her hair around his fist, pulling her head back against his chest. She came to her knees with a moan, body twitching, pussy contracting.
    "I want your neck,” he growled.
    "And I want your bite.” She leaned to the left, giving him the right side of her neck. So smooth, so unblemished, so ready for him. He licked her once, twice then sank his canines deep. Warm cinnamon flooded his mouth.
    Voltaire screamed, drenching his cock with cream. Her muscles spasmed and she clawed at his arms as her orgasm took over. Blake sucked the bite, each sound, each pull making her cunt clench, making his balls draw up tighter, making the wolf clamour in triumph.
    Something soft and wet—a tongue—licked down his crack, pushed into his ass. Another one of her psychic touches. The carnal caress toppled him over the edge into an explosive orgasm. His chest heaved, vision dimmed as he pounded his release into Voltaire. Savage growls escaped from his throat. Blake threw his head back and howled. Bright light blinded him, and he felt like he was falling. Images and sensation from inside Voltaire's head bombarded him, stealing what breath he had left.
    He felt what she felt—the sweet burn of his cock inside her, the sharp sting of his claws digging into her hips. Contentment swamped her at the heavy weight of him pushing her into the ground. Fear and excitement blossomed in her chest. She wanted this, knew he'd possess her like he did, but wondered if she could ever be a threat to him.
    He collapsed on top of her and her knees gave out, bringing them flat to the ground. Blake rolled them until he lay on his back and she sat astride him. Cold, hard ground bit into his skin. He pushed her hair away from her face and met her heavy-lidded gaze.
    "I was in your head, I felt you.” He swallowed. “Your emotions, your fears."
    She blinked in slow motion, silver lashes kissing her cheeks. The corners of her mouth curved up. “You're my mate—stands to reason you'd be able to see into me."
    Questions bombarded him, but Blake pushed them aside. They were for another time, when his mate wasn't looking at him like she wanted another go around. His cock filled and lengthened.
    With a