Chapter 26 Happily （N）ever After
Josh
I fall back onto the mattress and see a grinning Bane over me.
“Why do you look so smug?”
His response is a low chuckle and then his fingers inside me shift, curling in just the right way to send a jolt of pure pleasure surging through my body.
“More,” I beg. “Bane, please, more.”
He grants my wish, fingers still working inside me as his lips crash against mine. His tongue sweeps past my lips in a fierce claim. I surrender completely, winding my arms around his bare shoulders and raking my nails against his skin because I’m just as eager to claim him too.
The excitement inside me is mirrored on his face when he pulls back. We’re both beyond ready for Bane’s knot to finally fill me like I’ve been longing for.
“See, wasn’t this worth the wait?” he murmurs against my lips. “This is perfect.”
“Almost perfect,” I correct. “I need—”
“And I’m gonna give it to you. Gonna give you everything, pup. You’re gonna take all of me.”
I positively whimper at that.
Guess he has reason to be smug. He has three fingers twisting inside me and I’m already a begging, desperate mess. Wrecked by his fingers. Wrecked by the knowledge that I’m about to get more. So much more.
It’s finally time. Fate saw our potential, but it’s our decision to accept fate’s blessing and cement our bond.
And destiny alone didn’t get us here. The rest of the world had other plans.
We hated each other and fought at first, then we fought for each other, fought with each other, all so that we could get here.
Bane’s fingers leave me, and I bite my lip to hold in my whine. The temporary emptiness is worth it. I need what’s coming next more.
“Remember what I told you about popping a knot?” he asks.
“That it just happens sometimes?”
“Yeah,” he says. “I mean, how else could they make werewolf porn?”
“R-right.” We’re completely naked, and he’s about to give me his knot, so I’m not sure why this of all things is making me blush and stammer as I pretend I didn’t have this exact thought. “I mean, yeah, I guess. That makes sense. I never thought of that.”
“Well, it’s true. An alpha can pop a knot without their mate, but that’s not how it works with me. I’ve popped it alone, but never with anyone else. Not until…”
“Until me?” I whisper.
“Sorry I couldn’t tell you this the first time it happened.” He presses his forehead to mine, eyes warm and full of love. Even as he starts lining up his cock against my entrance, the smile on his face looks so sweet. “You were right. This is special. You’re special.”
Oh god, just when I think I couldn’t be more desperate, he goes and wrecks me all over again with those amazing words. I need his damn knot. Right now.
“Yes, give it to me,” I groan.
“Be patient.”
“No! Give it to me. If your cock isn’t inside me in the next three seconds—”
No idea how that sentence would end. Fortunately, I don’t need to finish my hollow threat. He presses forward, and I gasp as the head of his cock breaches my entrance.
“Don’t worry. The wait’s over,” he groans above me, his breath hot against my neck as he sinks in deeper.
Each new inch isn’t enough, not when I need everything. Including the thick bulge nudging against my rim. I can’t stand waiting another second. The knot at the base of his shaft is poised and ready to push inside me, and his eyes bore into mine.
“Sure about this?” he grunts. “Last chance to back out, you know?”
“Why would I do such a thing?”
“You’ll be stuck with an asshole like me.”
“Good,” I say. “That’s exactly what I want.”
Is that as romantic as I intended it to be? Probably not, but I mean every word.
I clutch the back of his neck and yank him down to me. Our mouths collide with desperate hunger, and I nip at his lips and snarl, feeling wilder than I ever do on the full moon.
No second thoughts whatsoever. My whole body aches to completely connect with him.
“Bane, I love you so fucking much,” I hiss against his lips.
“I love you too.”
“Then shut up and knot me already.”
The corner of his mouth quirks up in an infuriating, beautiful smirk. “Whatever you say, pup.”
His hips shift, the pressure increasing as his knot slowly pushes inside me. My eyes roll back as the big bulge stretches me wider and wider. Oh my god. My fingers clutch at his sweat-slicked shoulders, leaving red trails as they slide down his muscled back.
“Fuck, Josh,” he growls.
The bulge at the base of his shaft finally slides fully past the tight ring of muscle. My back arches off the bed, a strangled cry tearing from my throat as I’m stretched impossibly wide, completely filled.
Bane’s forehead drops to rest against mine, both of us breathing hard and trembling. We’re connected in the most intimate way possible. His knot is finally where it belongs.
“Everything okay? You feel so good,” he praises. “You’re taking it all, sweetheart.”
“Oh fuck, it’s big,” I groan.
“You say the sweetest things,” comes the playful response.
“So full,” I gasp.
“Yeah. Gonna keep you right where I want you.”
Ready as I am, it still feels like I’m being stretched beyond my limits.
But it’s like we said, we’re meant for each other.
That means his knot was made for me, and I know it’s nothing I can’t handle.
I take breaths and adjust while he gives me time to get comfortable until all I feel is full and warm and happy.
And Bane, so much Bane. I feel him everywhere.
He’s all around me and inside me, it’s incredible.
“Doing so good, pup,” he praises. “You’re perfect.”
My big Alpha watches me with such love and tenderness. Without a doubt, this is where I belong—with him, exactly like this.
My cock is still hard, pressing against my stomach, aching for release. I need more, so much more, craving the connection that will bind us together as mates for eternity.
“Bane,” I whisper, my voice trembling with need.
My hips rock up, and he takes the cue and starts to move. The knot inside me shifts, and I can’t help but moan. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer, urging him to go deeper, to move faster.
“Let me,” he says. Then his hands are on my hips, holding me still so he can control the pace.
I’m along for the ride, my hands grasping at his shoulders. The pleasure builds with each stroke, and I try to meet his rhythm anyway, thrusting up to meet him as he pumps into me.
“Please, Bane,” I beg, my fingers digging into his shoulders. “I need... I need you.”
He gives a throaty laugh. “You’ve got me.”
“More,” I demand. “Bite me.”
His head dips down, coming to rest in the crook of my shoulder.
I shudder as Bane’s teeth sink into the tender skin just below my neck. A claiming bite, one that will mark me as his forever. My wolf howls in delight, recognizing its true mate at last.
I tilt my head to the side, baring more of my throat to him. A needy whine escapes my lips as the pressure of his bite increases. The sting of his teeth fades quickly. All I can feel is him inside me, above me, and we’re so connected.
Bane’s hand slides into my hair, holding me still as he licks over the bite, soothing the sting. My head spins as I feel a pull, the connection between us taking hold.
“Doing so good, pup.” Bane adjusts, bringing his chest toward my lips so that the skin above his right pec is in place. “Just bite.”
Without hesitation, I latch onto the skin there, biting down hard.
Bane lets out a guttural moan, his body going rigid for a moment before he melts against me. I tongue the mark, savoring the taste of his skin and the knowledge that I’ve claimed him as irrevocably as he’s claimed me.
“You feel good,” he whispers.
“So do you, puppy.” I feel the mark my teeth left with my fingers. Glad it will stick. He’s mine now.
“My mate,” he growls. “Mine.”
I shiver, basking in the rightness of it all. “Yours.”
The bond between us hums with power, binding our souls together. I can feel every inch of him, the knot inside me making sure he’s not going anywhere. The intensity of being knotted and mating collide and suddenly I’m swimming in an overload of desire.
“Bane, I’m... I’m close,” I stammer, my body trembling beneath him.
He captures my lips in a searing kiss, swallowing my moans as he continues to drive into me in a slow, steady rhythm. I can feel his own release building, his body tensing as he nears the edge.
“Fuck, babe. Want me to cum inside you?”
“Mhmm.” I nod desperately, my body doing its best to beg for it and invite him in further.
“Oh god, Josh. You wanna feel my knot swell? Feel me cum and lock inside you, fuck...”
“Give… give it to me,” I demand.
What a sweet mate, giving me what I need. Bane curses again, slamming into me one last time, and his knot swells inside me as he cums. I cry out, my own orgasm overtaking me as I feel him lock inside me.
“Hey,” I whisper once I catch my breath. “It’s official now. We’re mated.”
“Good,” he huffs above me. “It’s about damn time.”
Bane Recognized me when he was eighteen, but I don’t care that it took five years longer than it should have before we ended up together. I wouldn’t care if it took fifty years… though I am very grateful it didn’t take quite that long.
All that matters is that we ended up here, right where we belong.
We’re together now. Our mate bond is official. Even when his knot deflates, our bond will still tie us together. Nothing will ever be able to separate us again.