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Houston summer and I would totally love to
bonk you, truth is, I couldn’t handle the rejection I’d face come
Monday.”
    “Maybe I didn’t make myself
clear. You’re my mate, as in the only woman I want to be with for
the rest of my life.”
    “Uh huh. And pigs
fly.”
    “You’re testing my
patience,” he growled. Lucy couldn’t help but laugh when he
actually growled. He ground his teeth, clenching and unclenching
his jaw.
    She sighed, taking in his
serious demeanor. Maybe her humor was the last bit of a wall she
had to protect her heart from his advances. She truthfully didn’t
know how to feel. She’d dreamed of having Max in this way more
times than she cared to admit, but a dream was safe; there were no
emotions tied to her dream outside of lust. In reality, he was
demanding she surrender to him, trust him not to hurt
her.
    “You said your wolf wants
me, but what about you?” she asked.
    “We’re one in the same,” he
replied.
    Lucy bit her lip; she
couldn’t read him. She was pretty sure he was being sincere.
Besides, what man would really go to this extent just for a
one-night stand?
    “Lucy.”
    “Yea?”
    “Are you going to keep me
hanging all damn night?”
    “Huh?”
    “Are you going to let me
claim you or what?” Max pressed himself to her warm center, his
body shaking under the control it required not to ram right into
her without warning.
    Lucy let go of her bra, the
cups falling away immediately baring her perked nipples. Max’s eyes
lit up like a kid on Christmas. He licked his lips and captured a
breast between them; the sensation tore through her, heating her to
the core as her hips shot up on her intake of breath. It’d been so
long since she’d been with a man, and the first time she’d ever
been with a werewolf.

Chapter 9
    Max sucked Lucy’s percolated
tip, grazing his teeth along the crystal cut edges of her nipple.
She was gorgeous; her ivory skin was flush, eyes half-closed and
mouth slightly ajar in awe. He couldn’t wait to sink into her in
more than one way.
    He switched breasts,
drinking in her newly startled reaction. Her fingers ran through
his hair, eliciting an excited growl from him when she tugged at
his roots. He needed more; he needed to taste her. He slid down
her, kissing her soft stomach. He loved the fact that he had to
push apart her thighs to reach her jewel; made him feel like he had
to hunt for the treasure. He kissed the inside of her thighs,
reveling in how soft her skin was there.
    He felt her squirming,
trying to scoot away from him. He extended himself higher, until
she was forced to look at him. “Stop!” he ordered. She halted
immediately. “You will not hide from me,” he drove out. He waited
until she relaxed, her hands falling at her side. His heart melted
at the uncertainty in her eyes. He longed to reassure her of his
feelings towards her, but wasn’t quite sure how. He leaned down and
caressed her cheeks as he captured her lips, not stopping until
he’d kissed away every last one of her fears.
    She smiled slowly as he
pulled away. She was breathtaking in the moment; her lips swollen
from his attack, her cheeks a healthy rose hue. And she was
his.
    ***
    Lucy relaxed as Max
reassured her. He was so gentle with her, so concerned, despite his
own incessant need nearly rocking him. She knew he was struggling
not to just slam home in one lithe move. It was a testament to his
feelings for her; it assured her he cared about her.
    Max smiled deviously,
winking as he made his ascent again. Lucy fought every bit of
insecurity rearing its nasty head; it took every last ounce of
strength not to try to hide from him.
    Her sex was moist,
anticipation coursing through her. She closed her eyes, trying not
to think about what he must be thinking as he looked down there; it
was oddly reminiscent of the embarrassment of an annual with her
OB/GYN.
    Suddenly, his arms snaked
below her thighs and captured her hips. He lifted her rear off the
ground and