THE CLAIMING (The Chosen Series #1)

YOU.ARE.MINE

The blade falls from my grip, embedding itself into the soil below. Griffin's eyes widen in surprise, confusion etching his features. My heart pounds fiercely as I seize the back of his head and crush my mouth onto his.

He responds immediately, our lips and tongues colliding, as I flood our closed bond with all the love I can muster for the man in front of me. Relentlessly, I push, sharing my emotions until I feel his barriers slowly yielding. The connection between us intensifies, merging our souls until we are one again.

"Doe," he groans amidst kisses, his voice tinged with uncertainty as he moves with me. "Doe, what are you doing?" His tone, though tentative, still carries vulnerability, even with our bond open.

"I'm making my choice," I murmur between kisses, drawing him closer as I kick off my boots with my legs. "I want the only thing I need," I say, pulling at the tattered remains of my pants, "and that's you, Griffin." Leaning into him, I kiss him fervently, exploring his mouth before guiding him onto his back. His desire is palpable between us as I straddle him. "Can I have you, Griffin?" I ask tentatively, aware that he's never been asked before, my voice filled with anticipation.

Locking eyes with me, a mix of shock, awe, and desire fills his gaze, cutting through the stormy depths. He moves his hand to my hip, swiftly pushing aside my panties, his breath hitching as he waits, anticipation palpable in the charged air between us.

With a knowing smile, I lift my hips, granting Griffin permission to enter. A rush of air escapes my lungs, my body responding as he slides inside, stretching and filling me completely. My core tightens around him, embracing his fullness as he sinks deeply into my wet heat.

Our synchronized groans echo, his throbbing length nestled inside me as we share the same breath, the space between us vanishing. "I choose you, Griffin Lorcan O'Connell," I pant, the words ringing true as they escape my lips, "My Wolf, my mate, my entire world." The truth of those words doesn't surprise me; they feel undeniably right.

"Doe," Griffin raises a dirty hand, gently moving the unruly tangles of my hair from my face. He searches out my gaze, peering deep into my eyes. "Do you mean it? Do you really mean it? No more running?"

"I promise," I murmur against his lips, kissing him once more. "No more running." With deliberate intent, I tighten around him, gently swiveling my hips.

"No more fighting," he groans into our kiss, his body reacting to my subtle movements.

"No more fighting," I repeat, grinding against him, reveling in the delightful heat intensifying between us.

"You'll stay with me, with us?" Griffin implores, his blue eyes searching mine for any sign of rejection, and I understand he's referencing his Beast.

"Yes, Griffin, I, Ava Louise MacTyre, claim every part of you as mine," I assert, thrusting once more, urging him to move in sync with me. "And..." I moan again as he rises to meet me, "I. Am. Yours."

Growling, Griffin flips us so he's on top, his body covering mine as my back meets the solid earth beneath us. Gasping, I feel a strong hand clasp my ass, pulling me up to meet his pelvis as he thrusts himself deep inside of me over and over again, our bond completely open, his thoughts flooding mine. <My Doe, my light, is ours, ours.>

<Yes, Griffin, I'm yours. Both of you.> I send back through the link, meeting his frantic pace as he fucks me into the earth below.

<Mine, mine, mine. Love you, Doe, always you, only you.> Griffin ravishes me like a starved animal. His pelvis grinds into mine, causing an orgasm to build deep within me core. Losing myself to the passion, I wrap my legs around his taut hips and draw him closer as he continues to drive into me, his cock rubbing sinfully against my pleasure point.