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helpless need.
    His knee nudged
her thi ghs apart. Her hips bucked in an instinctive reaction- despite
the heat in her veins he hadn’t done nearly enough work to subdue
her knowledge of who they both were. Knowledge he didn’t have. He
thought she was just a low rung shifter sent to collect intel- a
problem but nothing he couldn’t control, smooth over with his pack. If he really knew who Andraste was- the pack
would never allow their mating. They’d call for a Severing, and
wouldn’t that be stupid. The fall out would cripple two powerful
packs, but shifters could be highly emotional people, and not look
at things quite the right way.
    “ You’re thinking
too much,” he said, settling his hips against her in a move that
nearly brought a moan to her lips. “And I don’t think you’re
thinking about me. That’s a problem, darlin’.”
    His lips trailed down
her neck, finding the dip of collarbone and then traveling down,
warm breath tickling the valley between her breasts.
    “ No, we can’t do
this,” Andraste said, trying to clear her brain. She had always
secretly disliked the idea of a biological mating without love,
friendship or respect first- had always hoped it would never happen
to her, confident that if it did, she could control her instincts
enough to pull back.
    “ And why not?
We’re mates- nothing to help it.”
    His teeth sank
into the soft flesh around her nipple, clever tongue nudging fabric
out of his way to meet bare flesh. Her body went boneless as his
tongue found her pebbled nipple. She couldn’t control her instincts
and was fighting a losing battle with the desire to even want to control her instincts. Her
mother had told her that love could always come later- Andraste
wasn’t certain. She’d seen too many mates bound together and
miserably unhappy despite the instinctive attachment and voracious
sexual need.
    “ You belong to me
now, your fealty is mine. Whatever reason you were here tonight no
longer exists.”
    Did he really think it
was that easy? He couldn't be so simple minded. Rolf released one
of her wrists, cautiously, raising his head to watch her
expression. She should have done something, fought… something. But
he used his free hand to cup her breast, massaging the full globe
with a strength that exhilarated her. She’d never taken an Alpha to
her bed, never been fucked by a man stronger than her.
    Rolf must have been
reassured by what he saw in her face. He returned to his
ministrations, growing bolder and more insistent with his nipping
teeth and caressing hands. Her free hand rose and tangled itself in
his sandy hair. She stared at it as if it were an alien, feeling
oddly betrayed but at the same time liberated. He didn’t know who
she was. Andraste didn’t know how this whole situation would turn
out, but for now she could just let go and feel. Pretend to be
someone else. Someone without worries and responsibilities. Just a
woman with a man.
    The fantasy
spurred her desire, handing her an illusion that her actions had no
consequences. That she could find a mate, fuck him like a good
shifter woman, and everything would be all right. They would
eventually fall in love, whelp a few puppies, and live their lives.
She could bake pies or some shit. Andraste sighed, the breath
turning into a broken moan. Fantasy.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER
3

    “ You’re young,”
he said. “I can tell. You haven’t learned that you can’t fight a
mating. Our wolves won’t let us.”
    Her hands tightened in
his hair, pulling his head up so she could see his face. “So we
fuck- and then what?”
    He rose, bringing her
up with him. If Andraste harbored the illusion that he had gained
some measure of control and was about to let her go, the illusion
evaporated when he pulled her full length against him, his hard
erection evidence along with pale, burning eyes that he had no
intention on waiting.
    “ I take you- and
when the mating heat clears, we think. We