The Wolf Prince's Fated Heart - Page 107
I enter her.
Slow.
Deep.
My head tilts backward, resting on the pillow as I savor the warmth that wraps around my cock.
I sense her hand cupping my balls, a low, primal sound emerging from my throat.
This is the part where I count on my wolf to stay in control while I let it go.
One second.
I need one second to listen to her heartbeat as a reminder that I can, and I will slow it down.
I count to five while she continues squeezing my balls, and I slowly roll her on her back. Her muscles contract, pulling my dick further in.
Our faces almost touch. Our lips remain parted.
“My mate,” I whisper.
And I thrust.
Each one is slower than the one before it. Each one is more sensual than the one before it. But all of them are full of love and care.
Our lips find each other, her kisses sweet and deep.
After several deep pushes, our muscles convulse, bringing us to a mutual climax.
I rest my forehead against hers, our bodies unmoving.
“I never knew I could be this happy,” I confess, needing to tell her how much she means to me.
It’s important that she knows and that she understands why I feel that way.
“My mother always says that when you find the person you want to spend your life with, it means your luck is finally kicking in,” I continue. “I didn’t understand what it was at the time, but right now, it sounds pretty accurate.”
“And you’ve found it?” she asks.
“You’re it for me,” I reply.
She lifts her head and presses a gentle kiss against my cheek. The touch of her lips makes my heart swell.
“Me too, Graham,” she says. “Me too.”
“Perfect.”
We hold each other for a long time, neither one speaking as we simply enjoy being in each other’s arms. I brush my fingers across her back and kiss the top of her head.
If I weren’t so lost in the idea of my mate, I would worry about her. As it is, everything seems better than ever, and there’s no reason for my mind to veer to terrible possibilities of what the future will bring.
Right now, all I want is to be happy.
And so, I am.
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