Nothing mattered but the need to get closer, to bite, to taste the other’s skin, to connect, to mate. To claim what was rightfully theirs, regardless of the Alpha’s decree.
Clothes went flying until they were finally, gloriously naked. Panting for breath, Moira tried to close the distance, but Jordan's large hands dug into her hips to hold her still. She welcomed the pain, the knowledge that she would carry his mark in more way than one.
“Are you sure about this?”
The growled words settled deep in her heart, roused her inner tiger, and Jordan grinned.
“So be it.”
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