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And what ifit’snot?

Christophe seemedto read my mind. “It’s true that I pursued you because of what I saw on the ground on that night. But now I know that whether it is or isn’t, it doesn’t matter. The pull that I felt towards you was real. I believe that the paw mark I saw that night was the one that belonged to my fated mate. I don’t need to confirm it. I already know it, now more thanever.”

My head spun.Fated mate. And yet, as much as it was to take in, I felt a lightness, a clarity, like it all made sense. That was the reason for why I felt this way. What else could explain such a powerful and sudden feeling? What else could explain why it felt so damnperfect?

Irolled over onto Christophe,cutting his view of the stars off with my eyes. Then I kissed him again. It was amazing how easy and natural it felt to kiss him. As easy as breathing. I stroked his cheek with my right hand, and then rested on his chest. Then I closed my eyes and concentrated on shifting only myhand.

“Iwant to know,”I said. “Let’s see how full of shit Tellersare.”

He laughed,but I could tell he was nervous. Christophe believed in all of that, after all. And maybe I wanted to, too. But I wasn’t holding mybreath.

“Are you sure?”heasked.

“Damn sure. If you are.”

His expression changedas he steeled himself, and he sat up, guiding me back by my shoulders. “If you don’t mind,” he said, and I moved off of him. Where was thisbirthmark?

His hands wentdown to his belt, and a huge lump rose in my throat as he unbuckled it and unzipped his fly. I felt my cock throbbing with my heartbeat, and it pushed firmly against my underwear. I shifted myself slightly, hoping he wouldn’t notice the rising bulge in mypants.

Christophe openedhis pants and untucked his shirt. Then he slowly slid his trousers down his thighs, and off his ankles. He folded them neatly and placed them down next to him on the rock. I immediately saw it, and my heart skipped a beat. On his right inner thigh was a dark mark that on first glance I could’ve easily mistaken for a tattoo. It was clear—a paw print with a missingpad.

Suddenly,my paw began to tingle and throb slightly. I kneeled down in front of him, and then slowly reached out my paw and pressed it again hismark.

The tingling feelingspread through my paw, and Christophe gasped, his eyeswidening.

“What?”I asked. “Do you feelsomething?”

“No, your paw’s just cold,”he said, and Ilaughed.

“It matches,”I said. “I can feel it. It reallymatches.”

He nodded.“I can feel it too.” Then he slid his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me into akiss.

Ishiftedmy paw back to my hand, and my palm filled with the warmth of his thigh. Then I felt a firm press against my wrist. I looked down, and saw it was the tented bulge of his excitement. He looked into my eyes, and I kissed him as I let my handwander.

Christophe sighedas I made contact, and I explored the shape of him with my palm and my fingertips. I caressed his bulge as my heart hammered in my chest, driving blood down to my own aching erection. I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband of his underwear, and slowly pulled it down to revealhim.

Oh,shit!

He was huge.Alpha sized. Perfect. With the light of the stars above us, I only wished I could see himbetter.

Iwrappedmy fingers around him. Christophe’s cock, in my hand, right now. I didn’t care how fast this night was going. In my entire life, I’d never felt anything as right as what was happening between me and Christophe rightnow.

He was so hard,practically throbbing in my grasp. Suddenly, a brisk wind blew through the forest, rustling the branches of the trees. Soft clouds of vapor curled from our mouths with eachbreath.

“Are you cold?”It felt like a silly thing to ask with how hot his cock felt in my hand. He shook hishead.

“Are you?”

“No.”

Istarted to stroke him,and he tossed his head back and groaned. He pulsed lively in my grip, and his head glistened with precome. I lowered my head down to him and teased him, flicking my tongue across his tip. Then I traced one of his veins down his shaft until I reached his balls, and lightly danced my tongue across the soft skin of his sack. He shuddered and moaned, and I felt him pulse in my grip. He looked down at me, and I smiled back up at him, happy to be getting this reaction from him. Then I opened my mouth, and a hot cloud of vapor puffed from my lips as I envelopedhim.

His girth filled my mouth,and I did my best to suck him down to the hilt. He was delicious. Amazingly delicious. I couldn’t get enough of him. I bobbed and sucked, gulped and gagged. My cock was aching for touch, so I drove my hand down into my pants and started to touch myself out of desperation. Christophe saw. He pushed me off of his cock and drew me into a rough kiss before flipping me onto all fours, my ass facing his face. Hounds of Hell, I hadn’t realized how strong hewas.

He yankedat my pants and I fumbled to help him get them off. Soon they and my underwear were around my ankles, and I kicked them aside into the dirt. My cock hung above his face, so hard and hot I could’ve sworn it was giving off its own steamy vapor. I watched as he slid his hands up my thighs and around my ass cheeks, and slowly pulled my hips down, down,down.

Imoanedas my cock made contact, pushing past his soft lips into his warm mouth. I turned my attention back to his dick, sucking him as he sucked me. I was wild for him. Feral. I’d never felt such a crazy hunger, and not just to taste him but tohavehim. I wanted that thick cock of his in more than just mymouth.