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I sat there, trying to keep my breathing even as my female lay against me in front of my brothers, in front of everyone in this room, saying without words that she was mine.

I stared unseeing at the big screen in front of us, soaking it all in, her scent, her warmth, how fucking right this felt.

The way she’d laugh with everyone at certain parts of the movie and squeeze me tighter at others—I felt it all.

This didn’t hurt, though. These emotions didn’t cause pain.

I wanted more of this feeling, craved more of the way Sutton made me feel.

I thought it couldn’t get any better than this, but after I pulled one of the soft blankets from the back of the couch over her, she made an appreciative noise and wriggled closer so she was half on top of me.

As I slowly, gently rubbed her back, she relaxed fully, lying against my chest. I had to fight to not fucking shake as my heart thumped wildly. Sutton had to feel it.

Relic tossed me another beer, and I almost missed it because I was so lost in the little female in my lap. He grinned, knowing exactly where my head was, and I couldn’t even find it in me to scowl back.

Sutton’s hand that had been resting on my thigh slid a bit higher, then back, and just that simple touch had my breath punching from my lungs.

Then her hand moved up to my waist, her fingers slipping under my shirt, running over my stomach, touching my skin the way she knew I loved.

The muscles tightened, and she made another sound, this one a soft moan.

She lifted up on her other hand then and pressed her face to my throat, her soft hair sliding across my jaw, my chin. I held the back of her head as she nuzzled against me a moment before her lips touched my throat and the soft, sucking kiss she gave me had me fucking gasping.

My brothers, their mates, they made out all the time on movie nights.

No one cared, no one paid any attention but, yeah, I’d wondered what it would be like to have that, because I’d told myself I never would.

Yes, the reason I should have let Sutton go was still there, but it was far too late for that now.

I just hoped when I told her the truth, that she’d still want me.

Then all thought fucking left my head when she shifted, sliding across my lap, putting that perfect round ass on my hard dick, and looked up at me, a sweet, open smile curling her tempting lips, lighting up her eyes.

“Comfortable?” I rasped.

“Best seat in the house,” she said.

I cupped the side of her face, my palm against her flushed cheek as a low rumbling laugh fell from me. Her eyes widened, and I didn’t blame her. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d laughed. I never laughed.

Sutton touched my lips, tracing my grin with her fingers, a look of wonder on her beautiful face.

Sliding my fingers into her hair, I pressed my lips to hers, kissing her softly, gently sucking the top, then the pouty lower lip, and it was hard, but I swallowed my moan.

No, it wasn’t easy, especially when her hand curled around the side of my throat and her tongue darted out to taste me.

I was lost.

Hers.

Only and forever hers.

She curled her arms around my neck, and I held her to me tight, so every part of her body that could be was in contact with mine, and deepened the kiss.

I licked into her hot mouth, groaning at the taste of her, the feel of her sweet little tongue against mine.

My sunshine wriggled on my lap, and the scent of her hot, slick pussy filled my senses and called to the beast. I didn’t want any other male in this room to scent her like this, this was mine, she was mine.

I stood, Sutton cradled in my arms, and strode from the room and into the tunnel, while she kissed along my jaw, my throat, while her hands went back up under my shirt. We finally reached my den, and I shoved the door open and kicked it closed behind us.

I laid her on the mattress and came down on top of her. She wrapped her soft little body around me, kissing the hell out of me, asking for more in every way but words.

She shoved at my chest, and I lifted up so she could yank my shirt up and off, and then her hands were wandering, exploring. It was fucking bliss, perfection. I never wanted her to stop.

“Fuck, sunshine,” I groaned against her mouth as I gathered up her shirt and pulled away so I could drag it off.

“I want you,” she whispered.

Every muscle in my body locked.

“I want you, Jagger,” she said again.

I searched her beautiful face. “What are you asking for, sunshine?”

She blinked up at me in the shadowed room. “I don’t know what will happen to me tomorrow?—”

“Nothing will happen to you, I won’t let it,” I growled.

“I know,” she said, running her hands over my back, my chest, soothing me with every sweet touch. “But nothing is certain in this life, and all I know is that right now, I need to know how it feels to have you inside me.”

She wasn’t asking me to make her my mate in truth, and I didn’t expect her to, not yet anyway. She wanted me to make her feel good, to give us both a taste of what giving in to this overwhelming connection would feel like. “You want me to fuck you, baby?”

Her entire body trembled beneath me. “Yes,” she rasped. “Yes, I want that very much.”

I ground against her through our jeans. “As much as we both want that?—”

“Don’t say no.”

I shook my head. “Not saying no. But you know how I’m built. Hounds are big, it takes time to work a female up to that, and even then, sometimes, it’s just not possible.”

“It’ll fit,” she said, her eyes bright in the shadows. “That’s how it’s supposed to work, right?”

“Yeah, that’s how it’s supposed to work, sunshine.” I traced her lovely face with my fingers, and she shivered for me again. “But we have to take it slow.” She bit her lip again, questions in her eyes. “What?” I said against her mouth. “Whatever you’re thinking, ask.”

“How do you…work me up to it?”

Just talking about fucking her had me close to the edge, add in her needy scent and I was surprised I could think at all. “My mouth, fingers, toys.”

Her eyes widened. “Toys?”

I ground against her and my hips jerked harder at her moan. “Because of our size, we can’t always fuck a female, so we pleasure them in other ways.”

“You have toys?”

There was a look on her face I couldn’t read. “Yes,” I said cautiously. “A lot of hounds keep a supply of new toys, for those times.”

Her gaze slid away.

“Sutton?”

Her pretty eyes came back to me. “When was the last time you had to…use something like that on a female? Did you…were you with that wolf?”

I realized in that moment that my precious, perfect mate was jealous.

I didn’t ever want her to feel insecure, or less than she was to me.

“No, fuck no. Before I met you, I didn’t think a mate was possible for me.

I didn’t even allow myself to believe it when the truth was right fucking there—but my soul knew, my body knew.

Since that first day I snatched you off the street, I haven’t been with another female. I haven’t wanted anyone but you.”

“Really?” she whispered.

“Yeah, really. You’re it for me. No matter what happens between us, you will only and forever be it for me.”

She pulled me down for another kiss, this one deep and wild. Her hands went to the button of my jeans, and she tore them open while I did the same, yanking hers down her legs.

When I finally had her naked, I tossed her thighs over my shoulders and buried my face in her sweet cunt, groaning at the taste of her honey against my tongue as I ate her up.

Sutton arched against the bed, hooking her legs around me tighter, and ground her pussy against my face. Perfect. So fucking perfect.

Pinning her down, I pushed her thighs wider and let my tongue transform into my beast’s, long and wide, and slid it deep inside her like last time. Sutton jerked and trembled, coming for me instantly, while she fisted my hair and called out my name.

Lapping her from ass to clit, I lifted my head. She was panting and shaking. “Ready for more?”

“I want you inside me,” she said huskily. “I’m ready.”

“You’re not ready, sunshine, not yet.”

“I am… I want?—”

I slid two fingers inside her, and she arched against the mattress with a low groan, her thighs quivering as I thrust into her, fucking her slow and deep. Leaning in, I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth and grazed her skin with my fangs. She fisted my hair again and rocked her hips.

“I want you,” she moaned.

My cock throbbed hard, the tip weeping for her. I wanted to slide inside my beautiful sunshine so badly. So fucking badly, but she wasn’t ready for me yet.

“Can you take more, baby?” I asked, my voice so low and raw, it was almost inaudible.

“Yes, you. I can take you.” She reached for me as she said it, her hips churning, her slick pussy coating my fingers.

She was tearing through my control with every needy plea. I slid my fingers out and added a third. She made a keening sound and snapped her thighs closed around my forearm. I leaned forward, forcing her legs wide again.

Sutton whimpered, her head twisting on her pillow, her soft honey-blond hair a sexy mess around her face. “Too much, baby?”

“Yes…no. Oh gods .” She lifted her hips, taking my fingers deeper. “Faster.”

Fucking hell . She was destroying me one whimper at a time. I pressed my hand against her belly, holding her steady, and thrust into her, faster, deeper.

Sutton was not just trembling, she was shuddering deeply. She rolled to her side with my fingers still inside her and curled up, gasping as she came for me again.

Leaning over her, I dragged my nose along her shoulder, her jaw, and nipped her ear. “My sunshine,” I growled in her ear. “Mine.” I eased my fingers from her and kissed her shoulder. “You’ve had enough for tonight.”

She spun to face me, her eyes black and red and swirling. Fucking stunning. “No, I haven’t. I want you,” she said again.