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As he teased her lips open, his hands strayed to her waist. He shifted so that he was

half sitting and he pulled her so she straddled him. Jerking his hips, he rubbed his bare

cock over her covered pussy. Without wasting time, he tugged on the hem of her tiny

top and drew it over her head.

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When her breasts were bared he had to restrain himself from burying his head

against them. She was still coming down from the memories of whatever nightmare

she’d been having and he wanted to take things slow.

She clutched his shoulders and he could tell she was nervous. Maybe it was because

it was daylight.

“Can I ask you something?” he asked, never averting his gaze from her eyes.

“Yes.” Her voice was breathy and seductive and sent a jolt straight to his dick.

“Was last night your first time?”

Her cheeks tinged pink, but she nodded. “Yes.”

He wanted to ask why she’d chosen him, but he wasn’t sure he wanted the answer.

All he knew was that even though she’d run from him, she’d still chosen him as her

first.
Him.
The knowledge sent a primal surge of satisfaction through him. That had to

mean something. Now that he’d had her, he planned to make sure he was the first and

last man she ever slept with.

Wordlessly he ran his palms over her breasts. An almost imperceptible shudder

rolled over her as he rubbed his thumbs over her hardening nipples. She moistened her

lips and her eyes glazed over in undeniable desire.

He reclaimed her mouth as he teased her breasts. Every so often she made little

moans and he worried he’d come on the spot from those noises alone. Barely moving

his hips, he started rubbing his cock against her covered folds. The skimpy shorts she

wore offered little barrier to him. Even if he couldn’t smell her heady desire, he could

feel how soaked she was.

Though he hated to stop kissing her, he wanted to taste her more. Pulling his head

back slightly, he dropped a kiss on her cheek then forehead. “Your shorts need to go,”

he murmured.

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Jerkily, she nodded and pushed up on her knees. He grasped the waistband and

helped her shimmy out of them. Now nothing was between them. She settled back on

him, but he didn’t make a move to penetrate her.

As she slid her soft, wet folds over him, a shudder weaved through him. His cock

jutted up between them. She had a soft thatch of neatly trimmed dark hair between her

legs and no tan lines anywhere. Her skin was a perfect caramel and an erotic contrast to

his. Where he was tanned from the sun and rougher from spending time outdoors, she

was soft and all his.

Leaning forward, she wrapped her hands around his neck before pressing her body

against him. The feel of her rock-hard nipples against his chest made the muscles in his

stomach bunch.

He gripped her hips and warred with himself. It would be so easy to shift and

plunge deep inside her. Bury himself in her warmth. His cock demanded it, but he

wanted to give her more. If he wanted to keep her in his bed, he couldn’t fuck her like

an animal every time he got near her. Even if that’s what his body wanted.

Keeping his hands securely around her hips, he scooted down so that he was flat on

his back and she was on top of him. When he moved, her eyes flew open and she drew

her head back a fraction.

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

He wasn’t sure why she was whispering, but he kept his voice just as low. “I want

to taste you.”

Her eyebrows pulled together in confusion for a split second until she understood

his meaning.

“Just hold on to the headboard and kneel over me. If you don’t like what I’m doing,

we’ll stop.” No matter that he wanted to take her from behind, give her his mark and

completely dominate her, he wanted her to take back some control in her life. Stephan’s

earlier advice had given him a lot to think about. After a year in captivity, she was

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handling herself remarkably well, and although it went against his nature, he wanted

her to be on top. Just this once.

Her cheeks were flushed, but she pushed up on her knees and shimmied up his

body until she straddled his face.

As she moved over him, he delved his tongue into her wet folds and groaned

against her wetness. She was sweet and like nothing he’d ever tasted. Just like her scent,

there was something about Paz that was special and belonged solely to her.

“Ahh.” The headboard shook slightly under her touch and her thighs quivered

when he probed deeper with his tongue.

Reaching up, he grasped her ass from underneath and held onto her as he stroked

her pussy. With the exception of last night, it had been so long since he’d tasted a

woman and even longer since taking a woman this way. Despite his need for

dominance, he loved the position and the angle. And he loved her sweet taste.

Taking his time, he circled his tongue around her clit. When he did she jerked above

him but maintained a fairly steady stance. He licked her from her clit to as far back as

he could go. When he ventured into other territory, she tensed so he returned his focus

to her swollen nub. There would be time enough later for anal play when she was more

comfortable.

Touching and kissing her was all that mattered. As he swirled his tongue around

her entrance, her entire body trembled and he could practically feel her orgasm coming

on.

“Adam?” His name on her lips was breathy and sexy.

Somehow he stopped himself from what he was doing. “Hmm?”

“I want you inside me.” There was no trepidation in her words. Just longing and

need.

Blunt and to the point. His kind of woman. More to the point,
his woman.
And there

was no way in hell he could argue with her request. Since the moment he woke up, his

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cock had been aching with the need to feel her sweet cunt wrap around him again.

Sliding down the bed, he sat up and turned around so he was facing her back. When

she started to move, he pressed his chest against her back and placed his hands over

hers.

Wordlessly, she leaned forward a fraction and pressed her backside against him.

The small submissive gesture did more to turn him on than anything else she could

have done. Smoothing his hands down her waist and hips, he clutched onto her as he

grounded himself. He almost felt as if he needed to prepare himself before entering her.

Last night it had been like sticking his cock in an electric socket.

He kept one hand on her hip and slid the other over her ass and between her legs

from behind. Her pussy immediately clenched around his finger like a vise, but she was

wet and ready for him.

After withdrawing his finger, he brushed her hair to the side and kissed her neck

and shoulder. She shuddered as he raked his teeth over her delicate skin and it took all

his self-control not to mark her. The wolf inside him might want to brand her for the

world to see, but his human side won out. If he did it without her permission, it would

cause irreparable damage between them.

When they bonded, it would be for life and he wanted to know her better when

they did bond. Possibly love her. Most mates eventually fell in love and despite the fact

that he’d been alone for so long, he found himself longing to have that connection with

someone. Well, not just anyone. With her. Maybe then he could quit his job and start a

life with her.

Paz trembled under Adam’s kisses. Her skin felt oversensitized as he covered her

exposed shoulder with kisses. The experience of his tongue licking her pussy had been

amazing but she wanted to feel his cock inside her again. She already missed the

pleasure of being completely filled.

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She might have run from him the night before, but what they’d shared was seared

into her brain and she desperately craved more. She could barely explain it, even to

herself, but she
needed
him inside her.

Clutching onto the headboard, she bit back a moan. She wanted to demand he start

fucking her, but it had taken all her courage to ask him to stop what he was doing

moments before. So far he’d been incredibly giving, but he was also unreadable. Every

so often she’d sense something from him or she’d be able to read his expression, but the

man was a mystery.

“Please.” The word tore from her lips before she could stop herself.

“Please what, sweetheart?” He tugged her earlobe between his teeth.

“Do
something
.”

The chuckle in her ear was positively wicked. He was intentionally torturing her.

Before she had time to prepare, he grasped her hips again and thrust, long and hard.

The action was abrupt but welcome. Her inner walls expanded and clenched as she

adjusted.

When he didn’t move, she tried to, but he snaked an arm around her waist and held

her fast. Her pussy pulsed and spasmed, begging for relief. If he would let her move,

just a little, she’d push over the edge. She was so close. Had been close when he’d

simply been licking her. But she’d wanted to feel him inside her when she came.

“Don’t move,” he whispered into her ear as he removed his hand.

Her body listened to his command even though nothing was stopping her from

moving. One of his hands slid up her side and over her rib cage until he cupped her

breast. She sucked in a sharp breath and he flicked her hardened bud before lightly

pinching it between his fingers.

The erotic action had her involuntarily jerking against him. When she did, he slid

another hand over her stomach and down between her legs. He didn’t waste any time

finding her clit.

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His fingers expertly and playfully strummed her aching bundle of nerves. He knew

the right pressure, the right tempo. It was simultaneously torture and heaven. The

faster he tweaked her, the tighter her pussy contracted.

A pulsating wave of pleasure started deep in her belly. Finally she couldn’t take it

anymore. She moved forward then back. And he didn’t try to stop her. Just the

opposite.

His hand dropped from her breast and he pounded into her with a fierce rhythm. In

and out. He slammed his cock into her with no restraint. “You like that?” The question

was little more than a guttural growl.

But she couldn’t answer. The feel of his cock moving in her was too much. Her

climax hit with shocking intensity. Her inner walls spasmed out of control as he

slammed into her again and again.

She grabbed onto the headboard for support, but Adam’s arm was once again

underneath her stomach, giving her balance. He held her through her racking orgasm.

Her toes and fingers felt numb as she came down from her high.

Behind her, a loud shout exploded from Adam as he plunged deep into her with

one final thrust. As he emptied himself inside her, he growled her name and reality

wiggled its way into her brain. She couldn’t have sex and keep herself separate from her

emotions. The more they did this, the closer she felt to him. And the more likely it was

they’d bond and finalize that they were truly mated. He hadn’t mentioned anything

about bonding, but he was biding his time. She sensed it straight to her core.

She shoved those thoughts from her mind as he collapsed onto the bed and pulled

her on top of him. Stretched over him, she couldn’t fight the giggle that erupted when

his cock began to harden again. “You’re some sort of machine,” she murmured when he

swept kisses across her jaw and over her cheek.

“Only for you, sweetheart.” His deep voice enveloped every part of her.

Even though she tried to keep thoughts of the future out of her head, she realized

that before they bonded she’d have to be honest with Adam about what she was.

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Maybe she should give him the benefit of the doubt before assuming he’d discard her

once he knew the truth, but certain prejudices ran deep. If he rejected her, she didn’t

think she could bear it. With that rejection would come betrayal because he’d no doubt

turn her over to The Council. She wouldn’t go willingly and she knew the Lazos pack

would never let him take her without a fight. There would be bloodshed and she

couldn’t stand the thought of that hovering on her conscience either.

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Adam stared out the expansive window as he tried to figure out what was going on

in Paz’s head. She’d enjoyed herself in bed, of that he was sure, but when they were

finished, she’d emotionally withdrawn from him again. And he had no idea why.

The sound of running water stopped and he realized she must be done with her

shower. He’d contemplated joining her, but she’d seemed as if she needed time alone.

Even though he wanted to try linking with her telepathically and delving into her

thoughts, he couldn’t break that trust. He’d promised to stay out of her head and he

had to do just that. If—when—they bonded, he doubted he’d be able to stay out though.

According to most shifters, once the bonding was official, mates linked telepathically