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He went to one knee, dabbed the cotton at her shoulder.
"You wanted the animal. You can call him when you want him." Something in his voice turned her to him, made her lift his chin so she could see his face.
Mac closed his hand over hers, held her gaze. "I've seen it enough to know it lives in all of us, and it's not always a bad thing. You bring it out in me, and only you can harness it. Don't stop being my Mistress."
"It's not a choice I have," she smiled. She placed her forehead against his, closed her eyes. "Oh, Mac."
/> "I know, sugar." His hand cupped the back of her head. "We made it, and you did it. I love you with all I've got. Let me take care of you again, as I've wanted to, for nine fucking months. Don't be afraid."
Everything inside her loosened inside at his low, fervent tone. "I want to spend my life being your Mistress," she raised her head, looked at him kneeling at her feet. "I want to make you beg for my pussy, see your fine ass every day and know it's mine to do with as I wish."
He arched a brow. "Pretty unorthodox marital vows."
"Is that a marriage proposal?" she teased, though her voice shook a little. "I guess it might be. What do I get, if it is?"
He put down the cotton balls, took both her hands in his. "I'll make you feel so loved and desired, sugar, you won't know where one ends and the other begins. What's more, it won't matter. You won't need to separate them."
"Okay," she said, only a little terrified. "So, how will this go, then? You promise to love, cherish and..."
"Obey," he murmured, a whisper from her lips.
The kiss was hungry and powerful, and she gave herself over to it. To have his tongue inside of her mouth, her own curling deliciously into its grasp, feeling his flesh give way under the not-so-gentle bite of her teeth. To be as rough as she wished, to hear him growl against her with need. When she pulled back, she saw he was fully erect again against the crotch of the jeans.
"I think you have a little trouble with that last vow," she gasped. "We'll have to work on it. In fact, I'm thinking I might need to take you to bed and remind you who your Mistress is. Right now."
Lord, please, now.
"There's no one I'd rather have set me straight. Though I expect it will take a lifetime." He smiled that smile that melted her heart, started to get to his feet.
"We'll see," she sniffed. "I'm giving you sixty or seventy years to shape up, Mackenzie Nighthorse. After that, I'm dumping your ass."
He grinned, caught her lips in a kiss again, swung her up in his arms. "Try it, sugar. Just try it."
