MINE

Kane's POV: 

I had let go of all my restraint. Dean had already pushed me past the edge, and there was no turning back. Her scent, that intoxicating blend of heat and arousal, had obliterated the last vestiges of my control. I'd imagined this moment countless times, played it over and over in my head, but nothing could have prepared me for the reality. 

Her tightness was like nothing I'd ever felt before—hot, slick, and utterly perfect. It was as if her body was made for me, and every thrust drove that realization deeper into my bones. My wolf howled in triumph, primal and possessive. This wasn't just sex; this was a claiming, a bonding that burned hotter than anything I'd ever experienced.