Author's note: this is from Seraphina's point of view

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Duke's hand moved to my hip, and he gave me a squeeze. "When I touch you, there is the energy that is urging me to stick to you. No matter how close we are, it's never close enough. Can you believe that this is enough to get me aroused? Eh, even without touching, just thinking about you does the trick."

Duke inched closer and pecked my lips. "When I kiss you, I crave for more. Every cell in my body is urging me to be with you, and my soul hums in pleasure when we are together."

He smiled slyly. "And you already know that your pussy is made for my cock. I could stay inside you forever and my desire for you will not diminish because I live for the moments when you moan my name."

Ah, here he was again… mixing sweet and outrageous, and I didn't know how to respond to this.

"I love you, Serina, and only when I'm with you, I feel whole. Nothing will change that. Bonds, Moon Goddess, wolves, they can either confirm that we are meant for each other or take a hike because this, what we have, is the only truth. Tell me that you feel the same."

"I do…", I said honestly. "I can't imagine my life without you. I don't want to imagine my life without you, because you make me feel loved, wanted, and needed."

"Didn't you forget something?"

I was confused. "What?"

He gave me a lopsided smirk. "I hoped you will also say sexy. And horny."

I burst into a fit of giggles. He was shameless and cheeky and mine.

I ran my hand through his hair, allowing the silky strands to caress the space between my fingers.

"Thank you for erasing my insecurities." I spoke in a whisper, close to his ear, "As for horny, I'm sure you can smell my arousal."

A growl rumbled in Duke's chest, and he leaned over me, pushing me down on the blanket with his body.

We took our time and didn't rush to undress and make love on the beach.

I savored his every touch. It was more intense than ever before, either because the bond between us was stronger, or maybe because I didn't have that small doubt at the back of my mind that whispered I might not be his mate.

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Author's note: this is from Duke's point of view

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My upcoming talk with Serina about mates made me nervous.

What Ash told me was unsettling. It sounded like my wolf will pick the woman I'm supposed to spend my life with, and I won't have a choice in the matter. However, Sergio's words put everything into a different perspective that soothed my initial anxiety and I hoped that I will be able to erase Serina's concerns without that final proof of my wolf confirming it.

My personal mission in life is to make Serina happy, yet she was shouldering this information for a long time, probably from the moment she realized who my father was and that I'm half-werewolf.

Who knows with what kind of scenarios she came up with? Serina always tended to overthink things, mostly in a pessimistic direction.

I knew that she was doubting herself. Her inferiority complex runs deep, and it will take more than a few months of dating for Serina to mentally overcome two decades of neglect her so-called parents ingrained in her. But I am determined to create many happy memories and shower her with care and attention until she forgets about her lonely past.

If only she could see how beautiful and amazing she is, she would be able to take over the world and leave me in the dust.

I must admit that the selfish side of me didn't want her to get so much confidence. I wanted Serina to get just enough so that we can stand next to each other, hand-in-hand, like equals. Forever.

I was relieved to see her smiling and she even cried tears of joy. Silly girl.

How can she ever think that she is not my whole world?

My confidence in what I said to her was about 99%, and for that one 1% if it turns out that we are not mates… I was determined that I will rather hurt myself than her.

But it all made sense. The signals were there, and it fell into place when Sergio told me that the mate bond is formed the moment mates are born and the only thing necessary is time for them to mature in order to sense the connection (assuming that the mates meet).

The knowledge that I'm half-werewolf and that I have a mate gave another layer of meaning to all the adoration I feel toward Serina. She is mine and we are meant for each other. It's that simple.

We kissed as we removed each other's clothes and everything about her turned me on.

I loved seeing her naked under the moonlight that reflected off her white skin, making her glow, and if there is such a creature as a Moon Goddess, I was convinced that I was looking at her.

An animalistic growl ripped from my throat when my cock got all the way into Serina's sweet pussy.

She was tight and wet and hot and made for me, and I will never get enough of her.

The friction was out of this world, and her walls pressed on my shaft just right.

Serina's sounds told me it feels good for her as well and amplified my pleasure. I was completely lost in the haze of lust and the feeling of Serina under me.

What started as slow and tender lovemaking gradually turned wild and unrestrained and all brakes were off when she grabbed my ass and dug her nails into my skin, urging me to plunder her insides with more force.

Fuck! She is beyond perfect!

I moaned like a cat in heat while shuddering in my release as her insides milked me to the last drop.

I moaned. Unbelievable!

Every time with Serina is better than the previous one. It's fantastic.

"I feel so lucky to have you in my life, Serina…", I murmured between kisses that I peppered along her jaw, and she hummed in response.

I love the moments after Serina's orgasm when she is blissfully relaxed and nearly glowing from happiness.

I did that. I made her feel that way.

I know it sounds silly, but the fact that I can satisfy her makes me feel more accomplished than anything else I did in my life.

"How about we go for a swim?", I suggested.

Serina nodded and glanced toward the house. "I need a swimsuit."

"Says who?", I asked with a chuckle before whisking her up in my arms and running to the sea.

She screamed when I jumped into the water, and I loved how she clung to me.

Her legs wrapped around my waist naturally, and my cock lurched in response, seeking her cave of pleasure on auto-pilot. I held Serina under the surface and kissed her until I ran out of air.

Of course, we made love in the water, under the moonlight. One more of my fantasies came true.

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