Chapter 13
Wreck
Holy. Fuck.
I was buried balls deep inside my mate—my actual fated mate—and nothing had ever felt so damn good. Or made the Bear inside me feel so damn complete.
Nothing.
Not fighting fire.
Not fighting period.
I’d always thought the brutal release that came from pushing my body to the edge battling wildfires across mountain ranges was the reason I’d come to this place.
But now I wasn’t so sure.
Because maybe I’d come here for this. For her.
Nothing compared to this—to the way I felt with her body wrapped tight around me, fitting me like the piece I’d been missing my whole fucked up life.
The Bear rode me hard beneath my skin, roaring in savage triumph every time Gia moaned my name.
The beast wanted everything.
Her scent.
Her body.
Her soul.
Mine.
Mark her.
Claim her.
Now.
The pounding of my heart thundered inside my skull like a runaway train while instinct and emotion crashed together so violently I could hardly breathe.
Gia moaned. Her voice was husky and deep as she peppered kisses across my chest, my shoulders, and wherever she could reach.
Fuck. It felt so good.
I could barely separate where I ended and she began.
My hips pumped furiously, the slap of our bodies filling the night air.
I was rough and hard, rutting into her, but I couldn’t stop if I tried.
Not that I was trying.
I felt completely enslaved to the need consuming me, driving me deeper into her warmth with every desperate thrust.
Oceans of hunger and yearning had opened up inside me, ancient and endless, and somehow every bit of it belonged to her.
Gia.
Mine.
Mate.
The realization hit over and over again with every movement of our bodies together.
Real.
She was real.
And she’d chosen me.
She’d asked for my knot.
And I still wasn’t even sure if it was a thing, but that deep growly voice inside of me said it was.
And I believed it.
I believed the Bear.
My huge hands gripped her thighs tighter as I held her against me, kneeling on the mattress while she wrapped herself around my body like she belonged there.
Like she always had.
I lifted her slightly and dropped her back down on my cock, thrusting up and hitting her more deeply inside.
“Look how good you take me,” I grunted roughly, barely recognizing my own voice anymore.
Gia cried out softly in response, her thick thighs tightening around my waist while her fingers dug into my shoulders hard enough to leave crescent marks.
Mine.
The possessiveness nearly drowned me.
The room smelled overwhelmingly like us now.
Pine smoke.
Female heat.
Rain-soaked earth.
Wildflower honey.
Magic.
The mountain outside answered her power instinctively.
Wind rattled the cabin windows while the forest pulsed against my senses like something ancient bore witness to what we were becoming together.
And fuck—the pleasure building between us stopped feeling separate.
I couldn’t tell where hers ended and mine began anymore.
Every gasp she made ripped through me too.
Every tremble of her body echoed straight through the bond tightening between us.
Gia’s grass-green eyes glowed in the dim bedroom, bright with magic and emotion while she stared up at me like I was something terrifying and precious all at once.
Beautiful.
So fucking beautiful.
The Bear surged harder.
Mine.
Then I felt it.
At the base of my cock.
Pressure.
Instinct.
The knot formed suddenly, swelling thick and powerful as the True Alpha biology buried deep inside me took over completely.
The second the knot popped, locking me inside her, Gia cried out sharply.
“Wreck! Oh Goddess! I feel it!”
Pleasure ripped through her body in violent waves, her orgasm steamrolling through her.
And I felt it. Every inch ran through me too, through the bond—and it nearly shattered what little control I had left.
Her body fluttered around me.
Pussy convulsing with her pleasure.
Milking me.
The Bear roared in savage satisfaction.
I leaned down, closed my mouth over her neck, and I bit down, doing the one thing I swore I would not do—I marked her as my mate.
Emotion slammed into me so hard it physically hurt.
Claimed.
Mine.
Pleasure erupted from me, and I felt my cock spurt inside of her—huge jets of cum filling her needy womb.
This wasn’t just sex.
Wasn’t just instinct.
The bond between us exploded fully awake in that moment, threading through my chest and soul and every broken piece of me I’d spent years trying to bury.
I felt her.
Not just her body.
Her.
Warmth.
Magic.
Heart.
The soft, aching vulnerability she tried to hide beneath her smiles.
The fierce kindness rooted so deep inside her soul it called to every violent part of me desperate to protect something good.
Tears burned unexpectedly behind my eyes.
Fuck.
I buried my face against her throat with a rough groan while the knot held us tightly together.
Every move we made sent ripples of mini-orgasm fluttering through us.
“Gia,” I rasped against her skin. “Honey.”
The words broke apart.
Because I didn’t know how to explain what this felt like.
How impossible it was.
How the monster I’d spent my whole life fearing suddenly quieted the second she wrapped herself around me completely.
The Bear settled beneath my skin for the first time in years.
Not gone.
Never gone.
But calmer.
Content.
Because she was here.
Mine.
Mate.
Gia’s fingers slid into my hair gently while both of us struggled to catch our breath.
Outside, the forest whispered softly through the night air.
Inside the cabin, I held my Omega against my chest and realized with absolute terrifying certainty that I would burn the entire fucking world down before I let anything hurt her ever again.