Fates Entwined

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The cabin appeared out of nowhere, a welcoming sight with bright windows and smoke coming out of the chimney. I let out a breath of relief, my ears drooping. No matter how much fun it was to chase Wesley through the snow, I was still cold down to my bones and ready to get inside.

Wesley shoved the door open in his wolf form and jerked his head for me to go in before him, and I quickly leaped over the entryway. Immediately, the warmth hit me like a wall, and I whimpered in relief. Wesley pulled the door shut with his teeth and shook his fur out before shifting back. I quickly followed suit, shivers returning the moment I was standing on two feet.

We stood, facing each other, completely naked. Wesley's eyes trailed down my body slowly, while I devoured the sight of him too. He had the body of a swimmer, with long, lean muscles and broad shoulders, and his c**k was already hard and beautiful. For me.

“What were you doing out there in this storm?” Wesley asked.

"I came to find you. I was worried about you being out here all alone."

"Did you mean to activate the mate bond?" There was so much in his gaze, so much that was unsaid. He wanted this, wanted me, but he was holding himself back in case it had been an accident.

"I did. I've wanted you my entire life and I'm done trying to fight it." I cleared my throat. "That is, if you want me too."

Wesley closed the distance between us in response, pulling me into his arms and crushing our bodies together. His head lowered and his lips claimed mine in a kiss that had me melting against him. I was enveloped in the warmth and safety of his embrace, his scent surrounding me, his taste consuming me. Kissing Wesley was like nothing I’d felt before. Even with Aiden, it had never been this intense, and desire washed over me like an ocean wave, becoming all-consuming. Everything else faded from my mind as Wesley picked me up and wrapped my legs around his hips, his hard c**k rubbing against me.

"Feel that? That's how much I want you. Not just now, but always." He pressed hot kisses along the side of my neck, making me moan. "But once I'm inside you, you're mine. I'm never letting you go. Do you understand?"

"Yes. I want that." I squeezed my legs tighter around him. "Make me yours."

With a low growl, he spun us around and carried us to a couch, then set me down on it. The fireplace crackled with heat a few feet away as he spread my legs and kneeled between them.

“You’re so f*****g beautiful,” Wesley whispered. He took one of my hands, lifting it to his lips. He kissed each finger and pressed my palm against his cheek and nuzzled it like he was still his wolf. He was hot, practically burning up and I leaned into that heat. I wanted more and pulled him back to my lips, needing to taste him too.

He pressed me back against the couch with a firm hand and then began a long, thorough exploration of my body. I had no idea how he could hold himself back so long, with the mate bond burning inside us, begging to be sealed. All I could think of was his c**k inside me, and I knew it had to be torture for him too, but Wesley was all about restraint. He took his time, dragging his tongue across my neck, my shoulders, and my breasts, until I was crying out, begging him for more. But he didn't listen, just kept moving down to my belly and my hips, kissing all my stretch marks like they were beauty marks. By the time his mouth moved to my thighs, and then between them, I was so turned on I was whimpering. When his tongue finally flicked my c**t, I nearly came right then.

"Wesley!" I cried. "I need you inside me."

"I want to taste you first." His fingers traced my p***y, feeling how wet I was. "I've been dreaming of this moment for so long."

He lowered his mouth and licked me again, sliding his tongue between my folds and then up to flick my c**t. The pleasure was almost overwhelming, but I couldn't stop him, didn't want to stop him. Every nerve ending in my body was alight, and my toes curled as his tongue circled my c**t. When he sucked it, I was lost. The pleasure overwhelmed me and I was shaking as I came against his mouth.

"You taste even better than I imagined," he said as he moved back up, bracing himself on his forearms and brushing his lips against mine. "Are you ready for more, my mate?"

"Yes, please." I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing him closer. "I don't know how much longer I can wait."

He yanked me down on top of him, so I was straddling him. "Then take what's yours."

I reached between us, taking his c**k in my hand. It was so hard and silky smooth, and I couldn't resist running my thumb over the tip.

Wesley's hand was tight on my hips, his fingers digging in. "Be sure, because once we do this, we can't undo it."

"I'm sure." I leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, then adjusted my hips so his c**k slid inside me with one swift motion. It was like coming home. The mate bond snapped into place, and everything became clear. Wesley was mine, and I was his, and the rest of the world faded away. It was just us and our wolves. We didn't need anything else.

He groaned and his head fell back, but he never took his eyes off me. I started to move, slowly at first, savoring the feeling of him filling me so completely. He let me take control, setting the pace, and finding the position that made us both feel good.

It felt so f*****g good, finally having him inside me. I’d fantasized about this back when I was younger and unmated, but this was better than all of those fantasies put together. Pleasure flared hot in the pit of my stomach, and I rode him faster, wanting more friction.

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