"That’s it. Flood me with your scent."
Rook said through Gavriel.
Aurelia locked her leg around him and pulled him in like she intended to keep him there.
Gavriel shut his eyes, still fighting for control again, and lost.
His hand left the wall and gripped her thigh, hauling it higher around his hip so he could grind deeper, harder, the thick line of his cock dragging right against where she was already throbbing.
Rook kept talking through him in short, wrecked fragments, the words spilling out between clenched teeth.
"Mine."
He couldn’t stop, neither could she.
He could feel her fighting her wolf for control. Fighting. Failing. Her breathing was hard in his ear. Her hips rutted back. Once. Twice.
Gavriel’s jaw flexed hard, trying to lock it down, but the next one tore free anyway.
"Take it."
He shook his head once, grasping for control, breath shuddering out of him as his hips kept moving.
"No. Don’t you dare stop." Gav’s free hand left the wall entirely and grabbed her ass, hauling her up so her weight rested fully on him. The new angle drove every thrust deeper, more punishing, the thick line of his cock dragging hard against her with nowhere left to escape.
Every pulse of his need slammed into her like a second heartbeat—raw, relentless, impossible to separate from her own. Each roll of her hips fed straight back into him, pleasure ricocheting between them in a closed, escalating loop until neither of them could tell where one ended and the other began.
"That’s my girl. You’re going to cum for me whether you want to or not."
His mouth dropped to the side of her throat, not quite a kiss. More like he was trying not to bite. Hot, ragged breath spilled over her pulse as his hips kept moving in that helpless, shaking rhythm.
Aurelia tilted Serena’s head to give him more access.
Serena fought for control again harder. If he marked her here, not only would she pass out and they’d be thoroughly fucked, they would be in some deep shit at home.
Her panic must have flooded through their matebond because he jerked his head away hard, then spun her around.
One second she was facing him. The next her cheek was against the stone and his cock was grinding hard between her ass cheeks through her thermal weave suit.
His hand shoved between her thighs, rubbing her firmly through the fabric, two fingers working tight, relentless circles right over her clit.
"Say it," he growled against her ear. "Tell me what I am to you while I touch you like this."
She felt herself reaching for control, fingers metaphorically clawing for the surface, but Aurelia slammed the door shut and kept grinding against his hand.
At the same moment, he spanked her hard enough to make her jolt, the sound echoing off the stone, then immediately rubbed her clit in tight, ruthless circles through the fabric.
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