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    The air between us crackled with anticipation. Our lips met with urgency, a collision of hunger and longing. It was as though every moment we had waited for led to this, and I couldn’t get enough of him.

    “Do you want to go back to your room?” I whispered, my breath quick, caught between desire and impatience.

    Thorne’s lips brushed against my neck, and his response was a nod, his grip on me tightening.

    The door to his guest room clicked open, and we stumbled inside, still tangled in a kiss. The room was dim, lit only by the faint glow of the moon spilling through the windows, and the silence between us was filled with the sound of racing heartbeats.

    Before I could even catch my breath, Thorne’s hands were on me. One moment, I was standing, the next, I was pressed against the bed, his strength pushing me back with such intensity that I almost lost my footing.

    I tripped over the rug, but Thorne was there, his arm around me, steadying me before I could fall. He pulled me back to him, our bodies flush together, heat radiating between us. His hand slid down my back, possessively, until it gripped my hips.

    A surge of electricity coursed through me, making my skin hum. I closed my eyes, drawing in a shaky breath, feeling the undeniable pull of desire between us.

    “I miss you,” he muttered, his voice thick with need.

    The words sent a shiver down my spine. I moved my hand between us, gently tracing the outline of his body, my fingers dancing over the hard lines of his chest before slipping lower.

    “Ah… damn,” he groaned, his breath hitching.

    I unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper, his growing need evident. My fingers wrapped around him, and I could feel the pulsing heat of him, the raw tension that matched my own.

    Without a word, his hand slid between my legs, fingers finding the wetness there. The sensation of his touch, so familiar, sent a jolt of excitement through me, my body reacting instinctively to his every move.

    “God, Thorne…” I gasped, my hands clutching at his shoulders.

    He groaned low in his throat as his fingers slipped deeper, driving me wild. I could feel the wetness spreading, my body responding to bhim /bin ways I could hardly control.

    I trembled, barely able to stand on my own. With a swift movement, Thorne scooped me up and threw me onto the bed. The world spun as I bounced on the mattress, my body still buzzing with the aftermath of his touch.

    He didn’t waste any btime/b, Clothes were discarded, his body bare and powerful above me. He positioned himself, and before I could adjust, he was on me again, pushing me back down onto the bed.

    Iy there, breathless, my eyes scanning him, drinking in every inch of his body. Lust burned in my chest, making it hard to think. The intensity in his gaze mirrored mine

    “I want you,” I whispered, voice trembling with need.

    He answered without hesitation. His hands moved over my body, caressing, exploring until he tore my shirt away. His mouth found

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    my skin, lips closing over my breast, sending a wave of heat straight to my core. His tongue flicked over my nipple, and I gasped, threading my fingers into his dark hair, pulling him closer.

    “Don’t stop,” I pleaded, my voice ragged with desire.

    His hands moved down, tugging at my pants, pulling them off with practiced urgency. I was exposed to him, my legs spreading instinctively, my breathing in fast, shallow bursts as he gazed at me with hunger in his eyes.

    “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice hoarse.

    He kissed my inner thigh, teasing me, sending ripples of anticipation through my body. His fingers parted me, exposing me to his gaze and the cool air. I shivered as he moved closer, his breath warm against my sensitive skin.

    “Already so wet for me,” he growled, his words sending a pulse of heat straight to my core.

    His teasing continued, and the tension built within me, a coil winding tighter and tighter until I could hardly stand it. My hands gripped the sheets as he flipped me over, forcing me to all fours.

    “Thorne, please,” I gasped, voice shaking with anticipation.

    He didn’t waste another second. He slid into me, and the world exploded. My body quivered, overwhelmed by the force of his thrust. It had been so long, and I’d missed this–missed him–more than I’d ever realized.

    I arched into him, every inch of me consumed by the pleasure, by the overwhelming sensation of him filling mepletely. My wolf stirred inside me, answering his im, urging him to take me harder, faster.

    Thorne growled in my ear, his teeth grazing my skin. He bit down on my shoulder, his grip tightening on my hips as he drove into me with a desperate rhythm.

    “You feel so good,” he growled, his voice ragged, “Still so tight for me.”

    I gasped, barely able to form words. His thrusts grew more frantic, more urgent, until I was nothing but a mess of sensations.

    Then, just as I was about toe undone, he pulled out, leaving me aching and unsatisfied.

    “No!” I whimpered, my body desperate for release.

    He chuckled darkly, turning me over onto my back. “Not yet, baby. Wait for me.”

    Before I could protest, he was inside me again, deeper this time. His pace was relentless, driving into me harder, faster, as though ihe /icouldn’t get close enough. My bmind /bnked with pleasure, my body rocking with his every move.

    “I’m close,” I panted, my nails digging into his muscles.

    He groaned, his teeth clenching as his pace quickened. “Me too, babe… Ah, fuck!”

    The pressure built, and then it exploded. He came inside me, the warmth of him spreading, and followed soon after, my body seizing with release.

    We copsed together, breathless band /bspent, the silence between us only broken by the sound of our ragged breathing.

    Thorne nuzzled my neck, pressing a kiss to my skin “Can I say it now?” he whispered.

    I blinked, still catching my breath, “Say what?”

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    “The three words,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I love you.”

    I smiled softly, the tension of the night easing. “Yeah,” I whispered. “The ban is lifted.”

    He chuckled, his voice full of joy. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close, and whispered again, “I love you.i” /i

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    I didn’t answer immediately, savouring the feeling of him holding me, of the quiet after the storm. “Thank you,” I finally said, my voice yful.

    Heughed, nipping at my neck. “Aren’t you going to say it back?”

    I giggled, keeping my lips sealed. I enjoyed this little game too much. He deserved to wait for it, to feel the tension just a little longer.

    He raised an eyebrow, a wicked smile crossing his face. Before I could react, he scooped me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

    “What are you doing?” I gasped, my voice full of surprise.

    “Taking you to the shower,” he said with a grin. “Maybe there, I can get you to talk.”

    He pped my backside yfully, and I gasped,ughing as he carried me toward the bathroom.

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