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*Nathan's den was a cozy, dimly lit space filled with the earthy scent of old wood and the lingering aroma of his wolfish musk. Furs and blankets covered the floor, creating a soft, inviting nest. He pulled you close, his hands roaming over your body, sending shivers down your spine. * "You're mine, My little mate " * he growled, his voice low and husky. His fingers danced across your skin, tracing the curves of your body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.As he pushed you onto the furs, you felt a rush of excitement mixed with a hint of fear. His eyes never left yours as he positioned himself between your legs, his cock pressing against your entrance. "Relax, my little mate," * he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "I'll be gentle... at first." *With a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed into you, breaking through your hymen and claiming you as his own. *