Chapter 4

My voice came out soft, breathless—seductive in a way I barely recognized. It pushed Zephyr over the edge.

He tore my panties off and immediately touched me, rubbing my wet heat.

I threw my head back, my legs trembling as his thumb circled my clit while his fingers slid inside me.

I was so wet I could feel it soaking the sheets beneath me. Without thinking, I spread my legs wider, exposing myself completely to him.

“Please… please, Zephyr…”

He only teased me more, smearing my slick arousal across my thighs. “Tell me,” he murmured, “what do you want, Samantha?”

“I want you to fuck me.” My thoughts were hazy, clouded by his overwhelming scent.

Everything about him—his touch, the way he explored my body—made me forget Rowan entirely.

As Zephyr stripped off his shirt and pants, my eyes traced over his muscular body, his broad shoulders…

And then dropped lower.

My breath caught.

Was that even normal?

Rowan had been… average.

This?

This was something else entirely.

“I… I’m not sure that will fit…”

For a split second, I wondered if I might actually die from this.

What a ridiculous way to go.

“You’re my mate,” Zephyr said calmly as he spread my legs again, positioning himself at my entrance. “Your body will adapt to mine.”

What if it didn’t?

Would I really die like this?

Before I could overthink it further, he pushed inside me.

I arched sharply, gripping his arms as my breath hitched. My lips parted, and I bit down hard, feeling like I had become a virgin all over again.

He didn’t move right away.

Instead, he lifted my chin, stopping me from biting my lips. “Relax…”

His kisses followed—my cheeks, my lips—gentle, patient. His hands moved over my body, kneading my breasts, teasing my nipples.

Slowly… my body loosened.

And then—

Without warning, he thrust fully into me.

“Ahh!”

The sensation exploded through me.

His scent, his presence—it heightened everything.

With just one thrust, I shattered.

My mouth fell open as a broken moan escaped, saliva slipping from the corner of my lips. My body trembled uncontrollably.

The look on my face must have pushed him further, because something in his eyes snapped.

He let me ride out the orgasm before gripping my waist, lifting my hips slightly.

Then he moved.

Fast.

Hard.

Relentless.

His body drove into mine over and over, each thrust deeper than the last. The bed creaked beneath us, filled with the wet sounds of our bodies meeting.

“Zephyr… nghh…”

My voice broke into moans, into sobs—I couldn’t handle it.

It was too much.

Too good.

I didn’t think I could ever go back to a life without this.

“You’re so tight,” he growled, his voice sending another wave of heat through me.

I clung to him, biting into his shoulder as his pace grew rougher, more intense.

Another orgasm crashed through me, my body tightening around him as he hit that spot inside me over and over again.

But he didn’t stop.

Didn’t even slow down.

“Aren’t you there yet?” I managed between gasps.

“Almost.”

His breathing grew heavier, his movements more urgent.

He bit down on my neck, his hips snapping forward faster, harder—

“Oh, Zephyr!”

My body tensed, my toes curling as I reached my peak again.

At the same time—

He finished inside me.

I felt it—warm, filling me completely.

When he finally pulled out, I felt it spill out of me, thick and hot.

“Mmm…” I whimpered softly as he touched me again, spreading me slightly as if watching it happen fascinated him.

“Maybe it’s too late to ask,” he said, his tone casual, “but shouldn’t we have used protection? We’re not planning to have a child.”

“For what?” I let out a tired breath. “I can’t have children anyway. That’s why Rowan treated me like that.”

For five years, it had been an issue.

For five years, it had been used against me.

“You must regret marking someone like me, right?” I asked quietly.

He was an Alpha.

Legacy mattered.

Power mattered.

Why would he want someone like me?

“Children aren’t an issue,” Zephyr replied.

I blinked in surprise.

“This isn’t some ancient kingdom,” he continued. “If I don’t have children, my position goes to the strongest in my pack.”

He said it so casually.

Like it meant nothing.

“I… I don’t think that’s ideal,” I murmured.

He tilted his head, a teasing smirk forming. “Then what is? Do you want me to take another mate just to have children?”

“No! That’s not what I meant!”

The thought alone made my chest tighten.

I had already lived with a cheater once.

Never again.

“Then don’t bring it up again,” he said, leaning closer.

His next words made my face burn.

“If you can’t have children… that just means I can have you all day, all night—without holding back.”

Heat rushed through me instantly.

There was something raw about it.

No barriers.

No distance.

Just him and me.

I felt myself react again, my body already betraying me.

And when I glanced down—

He was hard again.

Already.

He leaned closer, brushing my cheek gently. “How about another round?”

I didn’t answer with words.

I pulled him down and kissed him.

That was answer enough.

Soon, the room filled with our voices again—moans, gasps, breaths tangling together as we lost ourselves in each other once more.

I had never felt anything like this.

Not even close.

And I didn’t want it to end.

For now…

I just wanted to forget everything—

And drown in it.