biting it playfully.
"Until I've had you inside me."
Max growled and lifted her off of his lap, positioning her on the edge of the tub. He pulled her shirt off, and then made quick work of her bra. His mouth touched her breast and Ariel moaned, arching into the touch. As he continued to kiss her breasts, Max slid his hands over her hips and grasped the sides of her pants and panties. He stepped back to remove the garments, and then stood to loosen his belt. She reached up to stop him.
Max met her eyes and she continued to gaze at him as she unfastened his pants and carefully undressed him, lowering his pants and trunks until he could kick them away. Parting her legs on either side of him, she wrapped her hands around the backs of his thighs and gently pulled him forward so he stepped between her knees.
Ariel finally looked down and saw him fully, his beautiful cock standing so hard and strong, it made Ariel's mouth water. She indulged her craving for him by leaning forward and running the tip of her tongue slowly up the underside. Max's erection jumped slightly in response to her touch and he gasped.
Pleased with his reaction, Ariel parted her lips further and drew his erection in along her tongue until she held him completely. She felt one of Max's hands grip her arm and the other come against the back of her head. He groaned loudly and she took a moment to focus just on the tip, holding the base so she could withdraw him nearly all the way and suck just on the head before taking him in fully again, letting him dip into her throat.
Max gently thrust into her mouth and guided her into a smooth rhythm with the hand on the back of his head. Ariel delighted in the feeling of every ridge and vein as she worshipped his body. Suddenly he stopped her and withdrew from her mouth.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Max got on his knees in front of her and took her face in his hands.
"Tell me you understand that we are meant to be together."
"What?" she asked.
"Tell me that you understand, that you know what it means to have me mate with you," she recoiled slightly and he sighed, "to have me make love to you."
When she didn't answer, Max pushed back and stood up, grabbing his clothes off of the floor and getting dressed.
"Max, wait," Ariel said, bounding off of the edge of the tub toward him, "Why are you leaving?"
"I can't do this, Ariel. You are supposed to be mine, my mate, my partner, but if you don't understand that…" he trailed off and looked at her painfully, "I can't let myself go that far knowing that you are just going to walk away."
"I want to be with you, Max."
"Will you want to be with me when I'm a wolf? Would you still want me if I shifted in the middle of the night and you woke up to a wolf in bed with you? Do you want me enough to join my pack and be my mate?"
Ariel touched his cheek.
"I want to be with you, Max," she repeated, putting extra emphasis on the word 'you', "Isn't that enough?"
Max took her hand in his and turned it so that he could press a kiss to the inside of her wrist.
"No," he whispered and rushed out of the room.
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Ariel left the next morning before the convention even began, knowing she couldn't bear to see Max again. Her mind was still reeling from the brief time she had spent with him, but even more intense than the confusion was the searing pain in her heart each time she thought of him. She so badly wanted to give herself to him, all of herself, but she struggled to make sense of what he told her, to bring herself to believe it.
Enough men had hurt her with words like those before. They told her that they loved her, that they were meant to be together, but it would all dissipate just as quickly as it had formed. It was a ploy meant to tell her what she wanted to hear.
Several days after leaving the convention, Ariel was going through her last conversation with Max again. She felt emptier than she ever had in her life, as if a piece of her had been removed and she was