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again with the tightest, juiciest dick she’d ever felt in her entire life.
    She bit her lip and arched against the pressure that was rising again. He was everything she’d imagined and more. She’d thought of him some nights, imagining him taking her in this feral way while she’d touched herself until she was soaking wet.
    Now that he was here, doing it, it wasn’t disappointing in the least.
    It was even better than she could have ever imagined, and she just wanted to lock her legs around him so he could never get out.
    She squirmed against him, moaning as he seemed to go deeper and tighter with every stroke. She was so full with him inside her, and it felt like she would never be empty again. He was here, all around her, his hands supporting her, his mouth pleasing her, his eyes on her.
    All for her.
    From the moment he’d met her, she’d only had eyes for her. It was flattering in a way she’d never had before. Perhaps that’s what this was.
    But given the building feelings inside her, the warmth and pressure that grew even as the tension did, she didn’t think so. There was more to this. Something cosmic, something meant to be. And she wasn’t going to do anything to stop it.
    His face was sheened with sweat, their bodies slapping together, and his breaths were coming faster. She didn’t know how much more her body could take.
    His hand dipped between them, feeling for her clit, which he rubbed as he did several harder, stronger strokes.
    Everything she’d been holding back with her clenched muscles came roaring out, and she threw back her head and screamed in the most powerful orgasm of her life. It felt like she was orgasming all the way to her fingertips.
    Then Maverick buried his head against her neck and jerked taut against her. After a slight pause, she felt his seed shooting out and saw him actually throw back his head in an animalistic roar that shook her to the core.
    Sweaty, shaking with arousal, completely overwhelmed, she thought she was actually seeing the true Maverick for the first time.
    And something about it made her throw her arms around him and want to hang on.
    So she did, grunting against him as they rode out their orgasms together. Just as before, the pleasure seemed to go on and on, rippling inside her along with his convulsions, sending pleasurable shocks of sensation to all parts of her body.
    When they finally came down from the high, Maverick was still leaned against the wall, and she was leaned back as well, breathing heavily. Panting.
    He looked down at her, trying to catch his breath, a satisfied expression on his face. He let out a long sigh. “Good,” he said. “It’s done.”
    She blinked, wriggling a bit to change their position, which sent another bone-melting wave of sensation through her, stilling her. She exhaled and looked up at him. “What do you mean? What’s done?”
    He looked between them, where they were joined, unprotected. He grinned. “You’re mine.”

5
    M averick didn’t know what happened.
    One moment Harmony was scratching his back in pleasure, and now she was growling, pushing at him, and yelling at him to get off.
    But wanting to be careful (she was his mate after all), he simply carried her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed so she could have her tantrum in a safe position.
    She sat up, furiously angry, her dark curls falling out from behind her hair band, her naked body still glowing from pleasure and amazing sex, and pinned him with a death glare as her bosom heaved.
    He folded his arms and stared down at her cockily. He’d done it, claimed his mate. The ranch was safe. She was his. Everyone had doubted his plan, but they’d been wrong.
    “What on earth do you mean I’m yours?” she spat, pulling up his covers around her.
    He liked the look of her on his bed. He looked down her body to where they’d been joined together. Yep. She was filled with his seed. It was done.
    She followed his gaze and then growled in annoyance,