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  “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, Mathis, please!” As the silvery moonlight poured down on them, she lowered her head and spread her thighs wider, opening her pussy as much as she could to receive him. Giving herself completely and without reservation to his shaft and his seed.

  And then she felt it as she never had with her ex—a hot, wet jet that shot directly into her, directly against the mouth of her womb. She moaned and pressed back against him, wanting to take it all, needing every last drop inside her.

  Yes, oh God, yes—finally!

  Though he had been reluctant earlier, Mathis now seemed wholly committed to the act. He pressed even deeper and continued to spurt. Jet after hot jet of his seed poured directly into her, filling her up in a way she’d never been filled before. There seemed to be more and more of it and Sadie thought hazily that it should be running down her thighs. It wasn’t though—it was almost as though her body was soaking it up like a sponge—soaking it up and begging for more.

  “God, sweetheart—your pussy is so tight!” Mathis groaned. “Love to fuck you and fill you up. Love to come inside you and breed you.”

  “Don’t stop,” Sadie begged him. “Keep filling me, Mathis. Make me yours. Breed me completely.”

  Suddenly it was as though the long, ongoing orgasm reached an even higher peak. An unbearable pleasure pierced her—as jagged as a shard of glass impaling her from within. As it crested within her, Sadie lifted her head and wailed her need and desire to the sky and the moon drifting far above.

  Breeding me . . . he’s breeding me . . . bonding me to him, she thought and knew it was true. Though Mathis had thought it was impossible, she could feel a connection growing between them—a chain forged by the heat of their lust and need for each other, the golden links wrapped inextricably around both of their hearts.

  As soon as she became aware of the connection, she felt not only her own pleasure, but Mathis’s as well. She felt his enjoyment of how tight she was around him, the delicious way her inner channel gripped his shaft like a velvet glove, as well as his desire to bring her pleasure but not hurt her. Even in the middle of his own orgasm, her welfare was his main concern. Sadie knew it, and loved him even more for it.

  For a long moment they strained together and then, finally, the passion began to ebb and the monstrous, marathon orgasm released its grip on her. With a gasping sigh, Sadie collapsed, her heart drumming in her ears as she fell to her side on the mossy ground.

  “You all right, sweetheart?” She felt Mathis’s concern as he followed her to the ground and withdrew carefully. Now that the breeding fever was over, the autumn wind was cold on her exposed flesh. But she had barely started to shiver when his warm, strong arms encircled her and she was drawn close to a broad, muscular chest. “Was it too much for you?” he murmured, cradling her in his arms. His musk filled her nose and Sadie breathed it in gratefully—it seemed to make things better somehow.

  His scent, she thought vaguely. The scent of my mate.

  “I . . . I’m all right.” Her voice was unsteady and breathless, belying her words.

  “You don’t seem all right.” He cradled her tenderly, worry filling his eyes. “Talk to me, Sadie.”

  “I . . .” Sadie swallowed hard. “I just thought for a minute I might pass out. That’s all.” She tried to laugh but somehow it came out as a sob. Turning, she pressed against him and buried her face in his broad chest, shoulders heaving.

  “Sadie? What is it? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” He sounded anxious as he pulled her to him. “Is the breeding fever not satisfied?”

  “Extremely satisfied.” Sadie sniffed and swiped at her eyes. “I’m sorry—I’m really happy, I swear. That was just so incredibly intense. It was scary. I . . . I’ve never felt anything like it before.”

  “I haven’t either,” he admitted. “Maybe it’s just because you’re a Juvie but I’ve never felt that with a female before. Never felt such an intense connection, I . . .”

  He stopped for a moment and when Sadie looked up to see what was wrong, she saw his eyes were wide with wonder.

  “Mathis?” she asked anxiously.

  “The connection—I feel the connection. The life-bond!” He took her by the shoulders and stared into her eyes. “Sadie, I feel what you’re feeling. The chilly wind on your skin, the way you like my scent, the tenderness after having me inside you, the feeling of finally being satiated. I feel all of that.”

  “I felt what you were feeling too, a minute ago.” She smiled at him tentatively. “Does this mean Fiona was right and we were able to form a life-bond?”

  “That’s exactly what it means.” Mathis crushed her to him, burying his face in her hair. “God, sweetheart—I was so worried I would hurt you. That you’d become one of the Unformed!” His voice was muffled and after a moment, Sadie realized he was actually crying.

  “Mathis? Honey?” She stroked his big shoulders, which were trembling slightly.

  “Sorry.” When he pulled back from her, his eyes were damp. “I just . . . after I lost Kathleen, I gave up hope of ever having a female again. Especially one I care for so much. God, Sadie—I love you.”

  He hugged her hard again and Sadie pressed herself against him, feeling loved and cherished and right in a way she never had before. Even back before her marriage had gone to hell, she’d never felt such a connection to her ex. What she had now with Mathis was special—different in a way that was hard to define.

  As she hugged him back, breathing in the scent of his warm, spicy skin and loving the feel of his strong arms wrapped around her, Sadie tried to understand this new feeling. There was something inside her, she thought, something she’d been carrying all her life like a strangely shaped puzzle piece. It hadn’t fit with Jeff or any other man she’d ever been with because none of them had the matching piece. But Mathis did—he had a part in him that fit perfectly with her own part. And once the two jagged shapes had been joined, a connection had been formed between them—a bond that could never be broken.

  “Mathis,” she whispered wonderingly in his ear. “I feel different than I did before we made love. I feel . . . whole. I’ve never felt like this before. Not with anyone.”

  “That’s because you’ve never been with another Shifter before,” he rumbled, smiling at her. “It’s the Gene—it brings us together in a way that’s impossible with anyone else. It forms the life-bond.”

  “The Gene—of course.” Sadie nodded. “Now I see why you said a life-bond is so important. You couldn’t get this kind of connection—feel this kind of intimacy—without it.”

  “Exactly, sweetheart.” He cupped her cheek and looked tenderly into her eyes. “Are you feeling more settled now? I know a first breeding can be intense—especially with a Juvie.”

  “But I’m not a Juvie anymore,” Sadie pointed out, smiling. “Or at least, I’m over the Rejuvenation process. Now I’m a full-fledged Shifter . . .” She frowned. “Aren’t I?”

  “Why don’t we find out?” Mathis was suddenly up on his feet, and pulling her up too.

  “What do you mean?” Sadie asked, looking up at him.

  “I mean it’s time for your first Shift. Do you want to try it?”

  “Will it hurt?” She looked at him uncertainly.

  “Nah—not for a female. The males are the ones who have to bear the pain when Shifting—it was the trade-off they made with Lady Moon during the start of the Shifter Gene, back in the caveman days.”

  “Lady Moon, huh?” Sadie arched an eyebrow at him. “I thought you said you didn’t believe in her.”

  Mathis grinned and shrugged, his broad, bare shoulders glinting silver in the moonlight. “Maybe I changed my mind. Maybe Fiona was right and my other bonding was so brief I was able to form another bond. Or maybe . . .”

  “Maybe there is a Lady Moon and she did have a hand in it,” Sadie finished for him, thoughtfully. If that was the case, she was ready to convert to Moonism. Or Moony-ism. Or whatever you called it—she should ask Fiona, she