Chapter Twenty-one

Brax POV

My hips move slowly, rocking into her with deep, deliberate strokes. My hands never stop moving, stroking along every curve of her body as if I can wipe away every trace of him with my touch alone.

“You’re mine,” I whisper against her lips, voice low and rough. “Every inch of you belongs to me, Nightbloom.”

She whimpers, grinding up into me, chasing more. I give it to her, thrusting a little deeper while my mouth trails along her jaw.

“No one else gets to have you like this,” I murmur, kissing down the side of her neck. My wolf snarls as I reach the claiming mark, but I don’t pull away. Instead, I kiss it slowly, possessively. “This mark doesn’t change anything. You’re still mine.”

Her head falls back with a soft moan. I keep moving, sliding my cock almost all the way out before sinking back in, slow and steady, while my lips worship her shoulders, her collarbone, the swell of her breasts.

I pull out completely and shift lower, kissing a path down her body. “I’m going to touch every part of you,” I whisper against her skin. “Until the only hands you remember are mine.”

She trembles beneath me as I kiss down her arms, across her ribs, and over her stomach. I take my time, tasting every inch, replacing every memory with my mouth. When I reach her hips, I hook her thighs over my shoulders and press a soft kiss to her pubic bone.

A broken whimper escapes her.

I look up at her, eyes locked on hers. “Let me take care of you, baby.”

Then I move lower. My tongue sweeps slowly across her pussy, tasting her, before circling her clit with firm, deliberate strokes. She cries out, her fingers threading into my hair. I groan against her, the sound vibrating through her as I devour her.

“That’s it,” I whisper against her pussy, my breath hot on her sensitive flesh. “Let go for me. Only me.”

I slide two fingers inside her while my tongue works her clit, curling them just right as I suck gently. Her thighs shake around my head and her moans grow louder, more desperate.

I don’t stop. I keep worshipping her with my mouth, my fingers, my whispered words, determined to erase every second she spent with him until the only name on her lips is mine.

There’s no rush. I have time, and I need this time to remind her how fucking incredible she is, how precious she is, and how deeply I need her.

Her legs are already shaking around me. Good. It means it’s working.

My tongue moves faster, licking and sucking her clit with purpose, pushing her right to the edge. She whimpers, grinding desperately against my face, chasing the pleasure only I can give her now.

I devour her completely, savouring every taste, every broken cry, every tremble of her body. When she finally shatters, she cries out my name, her fingers tightening in my hair as she holds me against her, riding the waves of pleasure that crash through her.

I climb back up her body, kissing every inch along the way. Grabbing her thighs, I hook them high around my waist and settle over her. My mouth finds hers in a deep, consuming kiss as I nip at her bottom lip.

“I’ll never forget how amazing you taste,” I whisper against her mouth, voice rough with need. “You’re perfect, Little Nightbloom. So fucking perfect.” She won't forget tonight, I want her to remember this if he ever touches her again.

I push forward, sinking into her in one smooth, deep thrust. She gasps against my lips. I don’t move at first, I just stay buried inside her, letting her feel every inch of me, letting myself feel how tightly she wraps around me.

She tries to roll her hips, desperate for more, but I hold her still, hands gripping her waist.

“Please…” she whimpers.

“You want me to fuck you, Little Nightbloom?” I murmur, brushing my lips against her ear.

She nods frantically, pulling me closer.

“Then tell me what you want.”

“Everything. I want everything. I need something amazing to remember… something to keep me warm when you’re not there. Something that reminds me what I have waiting for me.”

Her words hit me like a blade.

My wolf lunges forward, snarling, demanding I claim her right now. It takes every ounce of control I have to shove him back down.

“Then that’s exactly what I’ll give you,” I whisper, kissing her deeply as my hips begin to move.

I start slow, dragging out every thrust, watching her face as I fill her completely. She whimpers, nails digging into my shoulders, trying to urge me faster, but I keep the torturously slow pace, making sure she feels every single inch.

“You have no idea how fucking beautiful this looks,” I groan, eyes locked between us where my cock disappears inside her. “The way you stretch around me… the way your body takes me. I could watch this all day.”

She whimpers again, trying to buck up into me for more. I give her one hard, deep thrust that makes her cry out my name, then immediately return to the slow, deliberate rhythm, driving her crazy.

I lean down, lips brushing her ear as I whisper, “I’m going to fuck you so thoroughly that you still feel me tomorrow. When he touches you, you’ll only feel me. When you close your eyes, you’ll only see me.”

I kiss her again, slow and deep, matching the rhythm of my hips.

“You’re mine, Raine. No matter what happens out there… right here, you’re mine.”