Big Bad Academy

“Why there?”

“Because I like to wear my hair down,” I tell him honestly. “And this way, everyone will see my mark no matter what I’m wearing. Everyone will know that I’m your mate, Flynn. They’ll know that no matter what’s going on and no matter where I am, that I belong totally to you.”

He doesn’t wait a second longer. He bites me hard. I start to cry out, but he covers my mouth with his hand, and somehow, this seems to help with the pain. I can’t say it stops the pain, but not being able to scream reminds me that I’m going to survive this somehow. As soon as he tears open my flesh, he’s instantly sealing it closed again. He licks my wound, searing it shut with his tongue, and then he pulls back and just looks at it.

“Look at your mark, little writer,” he whispers.

I peer at it. Then I touch it. It’s smaller than I thought it would be, but it’s definitely a distinctive mating mark. No wolf is going to look at me and think that I’m single. That much is for damn sure.

“I love it,” I whisper.

“I love you.”

“I love you.”

He pulls me close again and kisses me once more. This time, we don’t stop kissing. He falls back on the bed and I climb over him, sliding slowly down onto his length. It feels like our entire lives have been foreplay and we somehow can’t seem to wait a minute longer for this.

At least, I don’t want to wait any longer.

I just want more of this.

More of him.

More of all of it.

He runs his hands up my sides and all the way to my neck. Then he pulls me down so he can kiss me as I ride him deeply. I sink lower onto his cock, and I feel like my entire body is on fire. I love the way he’s filling me, thrusting inside of me. Every nerve seems to be alert and alive and awake and just begging for more.

As Flynn kisses me, he runs one hand down my side and then moves between us so he can stroke my clit as I ride him. Instantly, my entire body clenches, tightening in anticipation. If my dreams are anything to judge this interaction on, then the orgasm I’m about to have is going to be an epic one.

But I don’t even care about that.

All I care about is him.

All I care about is our future together.

All I care about is the fact that after tonight, we’re going to be completely one. We’re going to be mated in every way, and I can’t wait.

“Such a pretty girl,” he murmurs, nipping at my neck. He’s still stroking me, touching me, and I feel like I’m on the very edge of my orgasm.

“Flynn...”

“That’s it, baby,” he murmurs. “Come for me, little writer. Come for me.”

As though I can’t control myself anymore, my entire body seems to let go. Everything I’ve ever worried about seems to just vanish as the world’s most powerful orgasm washes over me. I cry out, but this time, Flynn doesn’t stop me. He’s coming, too: I can feel him pulsing inside of me. Waves of contentment and pleasure pour over my body. My clit seems to be more sensitive than I ever dreamed possible. Everything about this moment is so absolutely perfect.

And then I look at him.

There’s something on Flynn’s face I’ve never seen there before.

Peace.

“Flynn,” I whisper, and I kiss him. I press my lips to his, tasting him like I’ve never tasted him before. Somehow, this kiss feels even more intimate than what we’ve just done, and I wonder how I managed to live as long as I did without him.

“That was incredible,” he whispers. His hands are firmly on my hips. I have no intention of moving, so it’s perfectly fine. I just want to stay here, on top of him, forever. I don’t ever want to move. My readers will understand. There are other, better writers who can create books for them. I’ll just let the rest of the world pass me by and I’ll stay right here in bed with Flynn forever.

We whisper to each other for what feels like eternity. Maybe we will get to be alone for always, after all. Flynn and I have been through a lot today. I think we’ve both been fighting this mates thing, but we aren’t fighting it anymore. Now, as we move forward, we’re going to do it together. Our lives are forever intertwined now, but that doesn’t scare me anymore.

It actually thrills me instead.