Hey guys! I am so ecstatic at the response this story has gotten so far! You guys encourage me every day to keep writing, I never expected to get as many reviews as I have. I have worked for a while on this chapter and I hope that it lives up to all of your expectations. I have never wrote a lemon before, so let me know how I did!

WARNING! This chapter is for mature audiences only!

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He hadn't had the urge to protect someone since the Runt. But even this managed to far exceed what he had ever felt about the kid. This was so different, she was so different. She was his mate.

His beast rumbled in approval.

He knew he would demolish anything and anyone who dared to try and take her from him. She was him. An extension so to speak. Looking down at her soft face, her eyes were closed her lashes fanning out gracefully over her cheeks. Her hair billowed out behind her, framing her perfectly. She had fallen asleep, obviously worn out from everything that had happened.

He had already scented the immediate area, just to make sure that there would be no disruptions. He tightened his arm that was wrapped around her waist. Pulling her flush with his body, dragging his fangs across the spot on her shoulder that would soon carry his mark.

She whimpered softly in response, curling into him. He growled softly, very much resembling a purr.

Her eyes slowly opened, a small smile appeared when she made eye contact with him.

"What is your name?" she murmured sleepily.

He looked at her soft face, so innocent. Her high cheek bones, delicate nose with a hint of freckles speckled across it, full plump lips. He let his thumb trail along her bottom lip, revealing in how soft she was.

She was looking at him now, reminding him of her previous question.

"Victor"

He leaned down, his lips mere inches from her own. His breath fanning over her face.

"And you, kitten?"

He could smell her arousal, the thick heady scent saturating the air, fueling his own… Not that it needed any help. He'd been ready to claim her since he had dug her out of that hole.

"Sarah" she whispered. The movement caused her lips to ghost across his.

He surged forward, crushing her mouth to his. Roughly claiming her lips, he wrapped his hand around her neck, tilting her head back to give him more access. She mewled in response, grasping the lapels of his coat returning his kiss with a ferocity that enticed a pleased growl from him.

Pushing her on her back, he roughly grabbed her thighs and ground himself into her warmth. She gasped, pushing her hips to meet his. He grinned at her eagerness. Reaching down, he shredded the front of her shirt with his claws. Tired of the cloth that had been blocking the view of his newly found mate.

Her peaked nipples were practically taunting him. Leaning down he scrapped his fangs across one of the rosy buds, her answering moan sent electric shocks to his member who was standing almost painfully at attention.

His beast was snarling at him to stop wasting time, to claim their mate.

Her hands threaded in his short hair, tugging him up for another passionate kiss. Their teeth clashed and tongues battled for dominance until they were forced to part, both gasping for breath.

He quickly divested himself of clothing, doing the same to what remained of hers. She was watching him, her eyes fogged over with lust and need. She reached out her hand, to pull him back down to his previous position above her. He molded himself to her body, her soft curves pliant against his taunt hard muscles.

Her scent alone told him that she was more than ready for him. He thrust himself against her, coating his member in her juices. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him on. He leaned in his face in front of hers, waiting until he was sure she was focused on wait he was about to say.

"You are MINE!"

He snarled his declaration as he slammed his hips into hers, sinking his member into her warmth. Her choked gasp at his sudden intrusion quickly turned into wanton moans. He gripped her waist tightly, ensuring that her body wouldn't slide away from his forceful thrusts.

She had sunk her own claws into his biceps, in her haze of lust. The pleasurable pain was delicious for him. He increased the speed of his thrusts, driving himself into her over and over.

She arched her back, and he could feel her muscles clenching him milking him in her peak. Her throaty moan was like music to his ears, stroking his male pride. He couldn't stop the smirk, as he pulled out and flipped her over on her hands and knees. Her disappointed moan was quickly replaced by a cry of pleasure as he pushed himself back into her. The new position allowed him to go even deeper, not to mention it greatly satisfied his inner self.

He could feel himself approaching his release, he wrapped his hands around her waist, forcing her back as he surged forward. He could feel her tightening around his member, her cry of satisfaction pushing him over the edge, his seed released. Leaning down, he sunk his fangs deep into her shoulder as he growled out his pleasure.

They stayed like that for a short while both heaving for breath as they came down from their lust filled highs. When he released her shoulder from his grip, he was confident that his mark was strong. He rolled them to lay on the ground and she turned, cuddling into his chest.

She trailed her hand across his torso in a soft caress before propping herself up to place a kiss over the area of his heart. He watched her and she watched him.

"I am yours" her quiet statement made his inner self purr in contentment.

She smiled, her eyes twinkling.

"As you are mine." Her declaration was punctuated by the sharp pain of her sinking her fangs into his chest.