August's breath came faster, and she gripped his shoulders. He kissed below her ear before returning to the tender spot that made his teeth ache for her. "I'm yours, August Moon. Forever, eternally yours. And you are mine," he whispered against her neck before allowing his lips to linger there in a soft kiss. He felt her breath hitch, and she tightened her legs around him again.
Just like that, the hunger Graeme had tamed until now uncoiled in his abdomen. The soft kiss turned deeper as he latched onto her pale skin, sucking it fiercely before finally sinking his teeth in to taste the tenderness of her. August whimpered underneath him as he held her, soft but firm in his arms with his teeth in her skin. The fierceness of his protection for her swelled large around them, with her at its bright center. Graeme growled and clutched her closer, feeling something flowing and soft merge with his center and expand outward—out into the forest and even beyond that.
