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“There’s this little thing called consent, Wolf?—”

The sound that left him had the rest of what I was about to say dying on my tongue.

“Say that again.”

Was he serious? “Fuck you, buddy.” Again, he made that sound, and I felt the vibrations all the way through my body.

“Say that again, too.” His teeth flashed as he smiled. The bastard. “In fact, say them both in the same sentence. Say, ‘fuck me, Wolf’.”

“You’re a beast and a pervert.” I felt my eyes widen as the words spilled from my mouth on their own.

His eyes became hooded as he inhaled again.

“Why do you do that?”

“Do what?” He was staring at my mouth as he asked the question.

“Keep… smelling me.”

His gaze slowly trailed back up my face so he could look into my eyes. “Because your scent is so good, Little Bird. Your pussy smells so sweet when you get wet.”

My face felt like it was on fire.

“I’m not… I’m not aroused.” I swallowed the thick lump in my throat and moved a step back. He followed me.

“Mmm, you forget I can tell when you’re lying.” His gaze lowered to my lips. “And the scent of your frustration over the fact you’re turned on because of me makes your scent even more addicting.”

Could he hear how hard my heart was beating? It sounded like war drums in my ears.

“You askedwhyI took you, and I told you because I wanted you, but maybe you need to hear it a different way.” He reached out, and I was so frozen in place I let him touch me, let him cupmy cheek again and smooth the pad of his thumb over my skin. “When I saw you, I knew you’d be mine. Your body was made to handle the fucking I plan on giving my mate. Your curves and thickness were created to carry my big pups.”

My pussy tingled. The traitorous bitch.

I felt the gentle scrape of a deadly claw move down my temple and I sucked in a sharp breath.

Because it felt good.

“I’ve never wanted anything more than I do you.” I felt his warm breath brushing along my face and neck.

He leaned in again, and I felt a stream of air along the shell of my ear, the wet sensation of his nose moving against my cheek.

I didn’t know why I did it, but I closed my eyes and shivered. It should have disgusted me that Wolf was so close to me, touching me. But when I felt something warm and wet slide along the side of my face, and heard him rumble low, I couldn’t stop the arousal that suddenly claimed me.

I also couldn’t stop the little moan that slipped past my parted lips.

He was licking me, dragging his enormous tongue along my face and tasting me. I felt my pulse beating right between my thighs.

Wolf pressed against my body, his fur thick but soft. The tips of my fingers tingled, urging me to reach up and touch him. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, why I wasn’t screaming and crying and trying to escape right now.

But Lord help me, I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want him to stop.

And so I didn’t move, and instead leaned in closer, lifting my hands, and just as I was about to place them on his chest, curling my fingers into his fur, he took a step back.

It surprised me at how… disappointed I was at that.

When I opened my eyes, he made this sound deep within his chest. Was he… was he laughing at my reaction? My cheeks heated, and I gritted my teeth as I tried to push the embarrassment away.

But when I stared into his face, I saw nothing but that stoniness he wore so well. I noticed his nostrils were flaring and his chest was rising and falling.