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she would be his mate in every sense of the word.
    Alder looked down at her face. Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth as she stared up at him, her eyes brimming with a nervous excitement.
    Perfect. She was perfect.
    Bending his neck, Alder captured her lips and pushed his tongue inside of her, relishing the feeling of penetrating her. He tilted his head for better access, his hips unconsciously bucking against her.
    Hale had yet to join them in the water and Alder didn’t care. It didn’t matter to Alder that Hale shared his scent or that he usually enjoyed watching his brother with his mate. Tonight, he had very little interest in sharing.
    He wasn’t going to fight Hale, but he also wasn’t going to offer his mate up to him. Tonight, she belonged to Alder, and Hale would have to settle for whatever Alder allowed him to have.
    With that thought spurring him on, Alder lifted himself and his mate onto the rock. Water rolled off his naked body and onto hers as he settled himself between her thick thighs. He leaned down to nuzzle her neck, taking a long drag of her scent as he worked to position his hips.
    Fisting his hard length, Alder ran the tip along the seam of her sex. She was wet—the type of slick, slippery wetness that could have only come from within her. His cock throbbed in response, flaring with awareness of her need.
    He had to be inside of her. But there was something else, something more he needed.
    Age-old instincts had him pulling back and grabbing her hips to move her onto her knees. She assumed the position without resistance, as if understanding the instinct that he couldn’t deny.
    He needed to take her from behind like the wolf that he was.
    Alder gripped her hips with both hands. His cock was as hard as steel and required no guidance to find its way to her. As soon as the tip came in contact with her drenched folds, he thrust forward with unbridled force.
    His mate’s cry echoed within the cave. Alder had to believe that it was pleasure and not pain, because once he was inside of her, his fate was sealed. The sheer bliss of being sheathed with his mate, coupled with the overbearing scent of her fertility, had robbed him of all self-control.
    Soon, she was crying out in short, punctuated moans. Recognizing that she was enjoying herself, Alder began thrusting harder. He reveled in the feel of his sensitive cockhead slamming against the back of her tight passage as each thrust brought him closer and closer to release.
    Ecstasy soon gave way to frustration as his climax eluded him. Pressure built in his lower back, but thrusting did nothing to alleviate it. Even worse, he could feel more blood rushing to his cock, causing it to swell larger and become more sensitive. Thrusting became uncomfortable and then almost unbearable, but he couldn’t stop. He needed to come, more than he needed his next breath.
    Just when Alder thought he couldn’t take any more, he felt something within him snap. He thrust again, howling as his seed surged up and gushed into his mate’s womb.
    Alder collapsed on top of her, his body quivering with aftershocks long after he’d emptied himself.
    This was mating, he remembered. This was what it meant to claim a mate. The thought repeated itself over in his muddled mind until he perceived Hale’s approach. He knew that in his current state, he would have a difficult time contesting his brother, though his instincts urged him to do so anyway.
    In the end, Alder rolled off of her, forcing himself to temporarily relinquish his mate. Hale took her from behind as well, a look of astonishment overtaking his face as he pushed inside her. Alder knew it was only a matter of time before his brother would experience the same torment he had, and, unlike Alder, Hale was in no way prepared for what was to come.
    Alder took a perverse pleasure in watching Hale’s face slowly contort into a grimace, and then, pure agony. As Hale began thrusting harder in search of reprieve, Alder