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Malachi kissed her like she’d never been kissed before like she was his favorite thing on the menu to devour, and Donna returned that sentiment in spades.

Her hands explored the hard muscles of his chest, up and over those broad shoulders, and down his back as her fingernails scraped across his skin.

Malachi arched his back at the feel of her human claws against his skin. His bear roared within him, demanding that they claim their mate, and Malachi reached for her wrists and pinned them down against the bed to try to keep his beast locked within its cage.

He broke away from her lips and brushed his cheek against hers as he sought to take her scent at the source. She tipped her head to one side and opened her neck and shoulder so that he could nuzzle there.

The heady, hungry sound of the growl that rolled through his chest and caught in his throat vibrated through her body. Then he was devouring her again, only this time it was her body.

Malachi couldn’t get enough of his mate. He licked, nipped, and kissed every inch of her skin until the both of them were fired with a fever that begged for more.

He needed to taste her feminine juices. That need clawed within him until he palmed her inner thighs and opened her sex to his hungry tongue.

Donna couldn’t have held off the inevitable if she’d tried, but there was no way in hell that she was going to try. She fisted the covers and hung on for the ride.

Wave after wave of pleasure took over her body and sent her to a very happy place. She was happier still to come back down to earth with the sight of Malachi climbing up the bed, over her body, and caging her in once more.

His jet black eyes ate her up. But it was the hard press of his cock against her sex that really focused her mind with need.

She felt it slide against her juices, find the rim of her channel, and demand entry. Her body was only too willing to comply.

Malachi’s thick cock pushed against the satin walls, the still fluttering muscles, and was buried to the hilt so deep within her that it felt like heaven and hell had collided.

He wanted more — so much more – but his willpower held him in place as he rolled his hips and allowed her body to get used to his size.

The way her legs came up his to wrap around his hips felt like a claim on his body. He liked that.

He wanted to claim her there and then — bite — taste her blood on his tongue, but instead, he pulled back to the tip of his cock before burying it deep again.

“No clawing,” Malachi warned her as he snatched her wrists once more and pressed them back against the mattress.

“Shouldn’t I be saying that to you?” Donna grinned.

He answered with a hungry growl and a thrust of his cock that made her back arch against the bed and a gasp escape her lips.

“Aren’t you going to bite me?” Donna asked.

“Not yet — and not if you don’t want me to.”

“I thought that was how you claimed a mate?”

“It is, and the moment that you show me your back, on your hands and knees, I don’t think I’ll be able to resist…”

“That sounds good…” Donna couldn’t get the rest of that sentence out because his cock thrust to the hilt and her mind was elsewhere.

The heady sound of Malachi’s growl made her refocus her attention on him. A moment later and he was pulling back from her, she felt that loss.

Her world spun, and she found herself on her hands and knees on the bed front of him.

Mine…

Malachi bit down on a hungry growl as his eyes took in the curve of her back, up to her shoulder where he desperately wanted to place his mark, and he fisted his cock with one hand, placing the other on her hip to hold her in place, and guided his cock back inside of her.

Donna’s back arched, her head tipped back, and she closed her eyes to the feel of her mate inside of her. So deep, so full, stroking every inch of her inner walls and bringing her so much pleasure that she started to climb toward another release.

It was all that Malachi could do to keep his beast at bay. He could feel the ache within his jaws from where his fangs threatened to elongate.

He reveled in the feel of her inner muscles clamping down around his cock and grunted in pleasure every time that he buried his hard length to the hilt inside of her.

Malachi could feel that her body was ripening for another orgasm and reached one arm around her waist to scoop her up against the hard muscles of his chest. His hips started rhythmically pounding against her backside, and he fisted her hair and opened her neck and shoulder to his hungry gaze.

Malachi allowed his beast to push forward, finally letting his fangs elongate, and he felt the expectation burn into his very soul. He could feel the fever burning inside of his body with the need to claim her as his.

He could feel her hands against his thighs. Her fingers had curled against the hard muscles, and her fingernails were digging into his flesh. He liked that; it sent him a little wilder.

Malachi waited, counting the very seconds as her body soared higher towards pleasure, and on the moment that she cried out with the first hard clenching of release — his fangs pierced the smooth skin of her shoulder, and he raked them down.

Malachi’s bear roared within him as they claimed their mate. He tasted her blood against his tongue as he licked over the wound, cleaning and sealing it into her flesh forever.

Donna had melted within his arms just at his fever had reached a boiling point within him. He had the need to bury his cock deep inside of her and place his seed within her womb.

Malachi pushed forward and took her down to the bed beneath him. Her backside was still thrust up as she folded onto her knees, and his body caged her in.

His hips still pounded against her backside as he rode low over the top of her — taking her to the hilt on each thrust and reveling in her body and the guttural sounds that caught in her throat.

Malachi was a man possessed of his needs, his desires, and right then he needed to complete the bond between them. He growled and grunted with every deep thrust, and as the need to find his own release clawed within him, every muscle burned and strained to breaking point within his body.

He could feel her inner walls tightening around his cock again. He shifted his angle, bringing the tip of his cock against that spot within her that sent her wild, and she cried out once more.

He felt the hard clench and release of her inner muscles sucking his cock, ripping his seed from his balls, and his head strained back on his neck as he buried his length to the hilt inside of her and his seed exploded against her womb.

Malachi roared at the completion of their bond. Over and over again, he thrust his cock deep and held in place as his seed spilled inside of her.

His muscles protested his weight, and he could have collapsed if it hadn’t of been that he would have crashed his mate. He wrapped one arm around her waist and took them down onto their sides against the mattress.

Malachi protectively curled his body around hers as they rode the after-shocks together. He’d finally won his mate.

Mine…