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No. She grabbed his arms. Don t go. He nuzzled her neck, laved the mate claim spot he yearned to stamp, and mumbled, Have to. Have to give you the choice. Choice? Her brows quirked, and she pouted. My choice is for you to stay. He grinned at the petulance in her voice and kissed her forehead. Let s get cleaned up, and then I ll explain. A quick glance showed the fire had died down, but it was near noon, and the temperature had climbed to the low seventies. He wanted to ensure she remained warm and dazed and conducive, so he snatched the throw from the chair and draped the soft chenille over her upper body. Bandit worked with haste, gathered the necessary supplies, and returned to the hearth to find her on her knees prodding the logs in the fireplace. Her high, rounded rump peeked out from the throw, and he hadn t the willpower in him to resist her saucy temptation. So he nipped that sweet line where leg and butt met. She squealed, dropped the poker, and glared at him over her shoulder. You scared me. I don t understand how you can move so silently. You re so big. It s the cat in me. Drives my bros in the Teams nuts. Bandit set up his material and then manhandled Kata into the position he wanted, her straddling his groin, his cock nestled between her slick labia, and the blanket snugged around her shoulders. He dipped two washcloths into a bowl of warm, soapy water, wrung them out, and offered her one. You like the cleaning bit, don t you? She eyed the cotton and his still-erect penis and blew out a breath before accepting the towel. Both the doing and the receiving? He winked at her. There isn t a man alive who doesn t like the receiving, but my cat s inclined to groom and pet and purr. It s been focking hell keeping my paws off you. She snorted. You ve been keeping your paws off me? Been the epitome of gentlemanly restraint. He gently smoothed the towel over her mound. The reason I didn t stay inside of you is because once we ve mate-locked, it ll be virtually impossible for us to remain apart. Physically, that is. When we alphas formed Prymal, we decided that there would be no forcible mate claiming a female. That means you have to claim me before we mate lock. Her expression went wary and subdued. Mate claim? Forcibly? Mate lock? If I stay inside you, my cock will expand and seal my sperm inside you, that s mate locking. The horrified dart she shot his dick would ve been comical if he wasn t consumed by the mere notion of filling her pussy with his semen, of putting a cub in her womb. He glanced at her damp pubic hairs, spotted a couple of droplets of cum, and hardened on a heartbeat at the erotic visual. She scrambled off him, levered to her feet, and backed away. The wet rag plopped onto the rug. Bandit strangled a frustrated howl. He crushed the towel in his hand and concentrated on relaxing his clenched jaw. She grabbed her panties and snatched her jeans and shirt from the rug. I need to check on Natusya. He caged her against the edge of the mantle before she could blink and trapped her gaze with his, but deliberately didn t touch her. No. We re talking this through. You re radiating the fear of a cornered mouse. Think, Kata. I pulled out of your sweet pussy when it was the last thing I wanted to do. I want to bury my cock inside you again right now, but I m not, am I? Am I? For a split nanosecond, he thought she d duck around him and run away screaming and wailing, but then she jutted her chin and swallowed. The bitter terror she d been emanating receded from her fragrance. She licked her lips, shook her head, and replied, No. No. You re not. He concentrated on willing his cock flaccid while still maintaining his focus on her and their conversation. I will never touch you when you don t want me to. Never. It s all about you. The wolf and cat in me drive me to protect you at all costs. Even from myself. I need you to believe that. An infinity passed while he waited for her decision. She squeezed her eyes shut. I hate this. I hate feeling both scared and safe. I hate hearing about mate locking and Wylfens and mate claim. I hate that everything you say both fascinates and terrifies me. I hate that I m bursting with every single possible emotion all at the same time. The rational part of me refuses to believe a word you say, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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