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Just the sight of her had me aching all over with need.

God, why had I been wasting my time with other women when I could have this? Nothing compared to sex with her.

I was hooked. Completely addicted and I needed another dose.

She opened her thighs willingly for me, and I couldn’t be more pleased. I pulled back from her lips and kissed down her neck until I found her mark. Kissing it at first, she arched her back, and then I started to suck, and her fingers dug into my back.

My hand went between her legs, and I could feel how wet she was for me. I wanted to tease her, to get her begging for me, but not this morning. Not when I needed her so bad.

I thrust into her, and she moaned in pleasure. The sexy noises she made as I took her were so fucking hot.

I kneeled up, gripping her legs and leaning them against my shoulders, taking her deeper. I knew she felt it too because the expression on her face sent a wave of delight through my blood. I wanted to please her. I wanted her to want for nothing.

I wanted to make sure her every need was taken care of.

I didn't just want it, I was going to make sure it was fucking taken care of.

My Allie would want for nothing.

Her grip on me tightened, and I knew what was coming. I was getting her there.

‘You, Zane, are going to kill me.’ Her voice flooded my mind, and I knew she was speaking to me through our link because she couldn’t form words.

Good.

I wanted her breathless, panting and moaning my name. I thrust into her deeper.

Her legs started to shake, and I knew she was slowly coming to pieces.

***

I pulled on a fresh shirt and couldn’t stop myself from checking her out as she got dressed. My eyes running up and down her body as she stood there in her underwear. I wanted nothing more than to take it off her.

But I knew she hadn’t eaten anything yesterday so she needed breakfast.

As much as I needed her, I also needed her to be able to keep up with me, which meant she needed food.

I stood back, dressed and watched her frown as she pulled her tank top on.

“What’s wrong?” I asked from across the room.

She looked up with wide eyes. She hadn’t realized I was watching. Didn’t she know by now, my eyes were always on her.

“Um, it’s just.” She walked towards me, looking down at the ground. “I don’t think I should stay for, um, breakfast.”

My hand went to her chin, and I lifted her face up, making her look me in the eye. Why was she looking so nervous? “Why not?”

“Because of your parents.” She tilted her head slightly. “And this.” She pointed to her mark. “They won’t be jumping for joy.” She sighed. “I should have made you hide it.”

I smiled. That was all she was worried about? “I want everyone to see it.” My hands spread across her hips. “Including my parents.”

She scoffed, “You should be panicking by now. Or throwing me out.” She pulled away from me, like she couldn’t believe that I wasn’t doing either thing. “I was expecting to be thrown out before anyone woke up.”

“Not happening, Allie. I want everyone to know.”

“You won’t be saying that when your parents get a hold of you and give you a firm lecture on how I'm not pack material.” She crossed her arms, looking all sorts of worried. “I should go.”

My hand shot out, stopping her. “No. You’re coming down for breakfast with me.”