Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 85

Eileen

His eyes met mine, storm–gray with desire. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I could see it in the tension of his shoulders, the careful restraint in every touch–he was enduring the fading mark too, perhaps even more acutely

than I was. Yet he’d held back, always waiting for me to be ready, always putting my needs first.

The moonstone waiting in my bag had shifted something inside me. I didn’t want to just receive anymore. I wanted to reach for him the way he’d been

reaching for me.

“Please, Regis,” I whispered, my hands sliding up his chest. “Let me have you too.”

He kissed me again, slower but no less intense, as his hands found the laces of my dress. The fabric loosened and fell away, pooling at my feet, and then his

mouth was on my neck, my collarbone, trailing lower.

“You’re so perfect, he murmured against my skin. His hands cupped my breasts, thumbs brushing over sensitive peaks, and I gasped, arching into his touch.

He lowered me to the soft moss, his body covering mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down for another kiss. I could feel him, hard and ready against my thigh, and the ache between my legs intensified.

“Regis,” I whispered, and his hand slid down my stomach, over my hip, and then lower-

I cried out at the first touch, at the way his fingers explored with devastating gentleness, finding places that made me shake and gasp his name. He watched my face the entire time, learning what made me writhe, what made me beg.

“I need you, I finally managed, hardly recognizing my own voice. “Please, Regis, I need-”

“I know.” He positioned himself at my entrance, and I felt the blunt pressure of him. “Tell me if it’s too much.”

He pushed in slowly, so slowly, giving me time to adjust to the stretch and fullness. I clutched at his shoulders, overwhelmed by the sensation of him inside me, filling spaces I hadn’t known were empty.

“Okay?” he asked, voice strained with the effort of holding still.

“Yes. More. Please, move-

He did, withdrawing and sliding back in with a careful rhythm that made me see stars. Each thrust hit something deep inside that sent sparks racing through my nerves, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him deeper.

“That’s it, he murmured against my ear. “Take what you need, love. Take all of me.”

So I did. I matched his rhythm, meeting each thrust, my nails digging into his back as the pressure built and built until I thought I might shatter from it. His mouth found mine again, swallowing my cries as he drove into me harder, faster, chasing the edge we were both racing toward.

Through the bond, I felt his wolf rising–Valdor’s possessive satisfaction mixing with Regis’s own desperate need. His lips left mine to trail down my jaw, my throat, finding the fading mark on my neck. His tongue swept over the pale crescents, and I gasped at the electricity that shot through me.

“Mine,” he growled against my skin, and I felt his canines elongate, sharpen. “Say you’re mine, Eileen.”

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Chapter 85

“Yours,‘ I breathed, tilting my head to bare my throat completely, offering myself without reservation. “Always yours, Regis. Mark me. Please-”

The word became a scream as he bit down, his teeth sinking into the exact spot where the old mark had faded. Pain and pleasure exploded through me in a

white–hot wave, the bond between us surging to life with an intensity that stole my breath. I felt him everywhere–in my blood, in my bones, in the very core

of my being.

He thrust deep one final time as his bite completed the mark, and I shattered. The orgasm tore through me with devastating force, my inner walls clenching

around him as wave after wave of sensation crashed over me. Through it all, I felt his teeth in my neck, felt the bond solidifying, felt our souls twining

together in a way that could never be undone.

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