Avery’s POV

One of the rogues scoffed without even looking at who was behind him. “Back off, lad. Go find your own girl—”

“Wait. He’s not…” another stammered.

The rogues all turned their attention to the man behind them.

I saw a figure, all in black, standing there. His height and broad shoulders emanated strength and power.

He looked even stronger than Ryan, who was already a strong Alpha, but I couldn’t see his face in the dark.

“I said, leave her alone. Don’t make me say it a third time,” the man warned the rogues again.

“Shit, let’s go-,” The rogues stumbled back, muttering curses, and then fled away.

And then there was silence.

Now I was alone with him. From here, I could sense that he was in heat as well. I felt drawn to him like a moth to flame.

For one second, warning bells blared in my mind. Had I traded one pack of predators for an even more dangerous one?

Then he started walking towards me. With every step, the intoxicating smell became heavier, luring me in as we drew closer to each other.

“Mine,” The stranger said while his arms slid around my waist, sending bolts of honeyed lightning down my spine.

I swallowed hard. He was irresistible.

My fingers scrabbled at his forearms, but the heat of him as he pulled me against him… Oh my goodness.

My pulse still pounded, but now it pounded in time with his heartbeat.

I found myself clinging to his shoulders instead of pushing him away.

One of his hands stroked from my waist up my side and came to rest on the side of my neck.

Then he tilted my face towards the moon, his mouth claiming mine in a searing thunderclap.

What a kiss! I gasped, and parted my lips to let him take more of me.

Static frizzed across my nerves as his mouth and tongue claimed mine.

No one has ever kissed me like this!

Time stuttered past in gasps of breath and heat.

His lips and hands dragged wildfire across my skin, and lower.

I squirmed as his hands parted my clothing, and then moaned as he sank his fingers between my legs where my core was wet and ready.

Already we had leaped past anything I had ever done with Ryan.

I found I didn’t care. There was only this man. Only he mattered now.

The moon above danced in my vision as I lost myself in the haze of pleasure and sensation.

I couldn’t get enough of him. Nothing had ever felt better. No one had ever touched me like this…

I was liquid moonlight in his arms as he undressed me in the darkness.

I unbuttoned his clothing, wanting his skin against mine.

His mouth ran across my body like he was worshipping me. The sounds he made as he touched me everywhere was lavish praise.

“Mine.” He repeated in a growl, stroking my skin and listening to my pleasured cries as he moved behind me.

His hands were all over me, and I felt him pushing at my entrance. I spread myself further for him, I needed him so badly. The mating heat had set me aflame.

Then he was inside me.

Taking me.

Pleasure crescendoed within me, somewhere a wolf howled.

We rested against each other after our first joining. He was strong and searingly hot as I leaned back on his chest and he slowly continued to move inside of me, our bodies locked together.

He pressed soft kisses to the top of my head, and then we found our passion again, mating again and again.

When we finally separated, it was only so that I could mount him from the top this time.

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