She sat down on him, inch by slow inch, reveling in the feel of him slowly stretching and filling her. She knew he would probably take over at some point, when she finally yelled out something that broke his steely will, but for now he was letting her set the pace.

She wasn't at all experienced in such matters, so she decided to just do what felt good, what felt right. She sat all the way down, until her weight rested on his hips with his cock fully inside her.

She started rocking her hips, rubbing her clit on the base of him as she rocked slowly at first. It felt so good she picked up the pace, rocking herself against him faster and faster.

His hands gripped her hips, squeezing her as he matched the rhythm she had set. His hands rose up, gliding over her waist and up higher to tease and squeeze her breasts as she rocked and bounced above him.

"You are so very beautiful, Em. I love seeing the pleasure on your face as you ride me. I love feeling my cock inside you, being hugged and squeezed as you move against me."

Emma bit her lip, Elam's words egging her on as she found a rhythm that was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm already. She leaned over him, planting her hands on his chest as she rocked her hips against him harder, faster.

"That's it. Come for me sweet Emma. Ride me, take your pleasure from me, let me watch as you fall over that edge."

"Oh Elam...I'm..."

"Oh fuck Emma, you're so sexy when you come."

"Oh yes, oh Elam, yes, yes, yes!"

She folded over him as her orgasm hit, pressing her breasts into his chest and chanting the words against his neck and into his ear as the waves started rolling through her. She felt the urge to taste his skin, to kiss his neck as she came, and before she knew why she was biting his neck.

Little nibbles at first, nipping at him as she rocked her hips, but then she opened wider and sunk her teeth into the straining muscles in his neck. She bit harder as she climaxed, the feel of his vulnerable skin against her teeth as his cock still filled her making one orgasm roll swiftly into two.

She claimed him as hers then, marking him as she had been marked. Now she not only belonged to him, but he belonged to her as well.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and hips as she rode him, cumming for him, claiming him as hers. He thrust himself up into her as she rocked down on him, but it wasn't enough.

Her bite excited something in him, and as she started to turn to putty above him, he needed more.

He rolled her over so she was underneath him again, and he turned her onto her stomach.

She felt his need and responded by getting her knees and elbows underneath her, arching her back and offering herself to him behind her.

His animal urges had taken over, and she loved that she could bring out the animal in him.

She threw her head back, trying to watch him behind her as he gripped her hips with his hands and drove himself quickly, fully home in one smooth stroke.

He filled her, pulling out quickly just to fill her again.

She pressed her ass back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke, loving the sound of his hips smacking against her ass as he grunted and reached for his own climax. Her fists gripped the blankets as she rocked backward against him, and he slid an arm around her waist holding her still as he filled her again and again, each stroke hitting against her cervix as he bottomed out deep inside her.

His strokes got faster and shallower, staying deep instead of pulling out before thrusting again. With a primal groan his grip tightened and she knew he was almost there.

She reached a hand down between her legs, feeling where they joined together and then stroking and softly tugging his balls just in time to hear an animalistic roar rip through him as he came, pouring his seed so deeply inside her, making her fall forward on the bed and pressing her belly flat against the sheets as their legs finally gave out and his orgasm filled her.

They lay like that, him on her back, pressed against the warm bed until their wits started to return.

She sighed and then giggled as his mouth teased the heated, sensitive flesh of her neck as he nuzzled her there.

"Please, Em, don't ever scare me like that again, ok? When you were in trouble, and then to see you fall at my feet in pain. Going through that again would tear my heart out."

She laughed as well as she could, pinned beneath him, and said, "I'll try not to. It's not like I planned it, you know."

"Hmm. Did you plan to bite me or did that just happen, too?"

She felt herself turn quite a few shades of red as she remembered what she had done in the heat of passion, and wiggled underneath him until he let her up and she could roll onto her back and look up at him.

She assessed the damage.

She'd left a bite mark, for sure. She must have shifted at least a little, because two canine teeth holes were deeper than all the rest. She had drawn blood. It was already beginning to heal, but it would leave a mark on him forever, just like the one she wore.

"How does it look? Am I marked forever? Do we have matching claimings?"

"You are definitely marked." She said it with a shy grin. "Do you mind? I know it's usually just the female who bears the mark."

"Do I mind that my mate wants to tell the whole world that I belong to her and her alone? That I am loved? That if anyone wants to try anything they'd have a jealous she-wolf to explain things to? No, love. Of course I don't mind. I like knowing I can drive you to a passion strong enough to mark me. I will wear your mark proudly."

"As I wear mine, Elam. I wear mine proudly as well."

With a smile Elam pulled Emma into the cradle of his arms and dragged the blankets back up from wherever their rolling around had tossed them, tucking them in.

"I love you, Mate." Elam whispered the words into her ear in the moments before sleep took them both.

"And I love you back, you beast."