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Or cubs, Michael thought with a smile. With him as their father, there was a very good chance she’d be having cubs instead of human children.
He couldn’t wait.
“She’s so happy. Do you remember when they stopped in that night, right before we um, you know, made it official between us for the first time?” Abby paused. “It was because she was afraid of getting serious with him. Her last fiance died in a car accident a week before their wedding, and she thought that maybe she was cursed.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
“Says the tiger-man,” Abby laughed.
Michael grinned and rolled them over on the bed, pinning her down to kiss her. Abby kissed him back and it wasn’t long before the passion between them ignited, and conversation was momentarily forgotten.
Abby’s soft skin might as well have been a drug for how addicted he was to it. He preferred to sleep naked. Skin to skin, nothing in between. He couldn’t get enough of the tender intimacy when he had her against his body, so close that he could hear her heartbeat. Her radiant warmth comforted him and her redolent scent drove his beast crazy.
It was how he liked Abby best.
He broke the kiss then gazed at her lush, delectable body. “Luscious,” he hissed. Mine. All mine. He cupped her breasts and squeezed them, her flesh firm and supple. At first touch, her nipples hardened. He loved the way she was so responsive to his touch. Moreover, the way she moaned that sexy, kittenish, mewl when she was stimulated. God. A guy could go on and on all night with a girl like that.
He slipped his hand to the juncture of her thighs, captured her clit and rolled it between his fingers.
“Michael. . .” she writhed. “I . . .”
Almost in an instant she creamed. The rich sexual dew signaled her arousal. Mmm, he loved it when she was in this state. He kissed her open-mouthed before he nuzzled behind her ear, small butterfly kissed that always drove her crazy. She squirmed in delight. He knew that was her erogenous zone, besides the nape of her neck, the small of her back or the hollow of her throat. He stroked her pussy like she was his favorite kitty-cat and pushed a finger into her heated core. Her pussy contracted around his digit as he rubbed her special spot.
“Michael. . .”
He chuckled. She couldn’t stand being teased like that but loved it at the same time. And he definitely wasn’t going to stop there. He slid in another finger and rubbed her in small circles. She pan
ted. Eyes half closed. Mouth half open. Fuck. She practically just begged to be kissed.
He kissed her greedily while he finger-fucked her until her body shuddered and her pussy clenched on his fingers. She came. He couldn’t get enough of watching her like that. Beautiful. Divine. Easy to please.
Michael withdrew his fingers and licked them. Delicious. He groaned low. His cock was so hard it hurt. He must have her. Now. “Lay on your stomach,” he ordered. And she obeyed like a good girl.
Oh God. He let out another groan as he watched her lush backside. She had generous hips and a fantastic ass. What kind of red-blooded male didn’t get turned on at this amazing sight? He spooned her and parted her legs with his knee, positioning himself. A heartbeat later he penetrated her.
A small gasp curled out of her throat, maybe it was a moan. Whatever it was it drove his beast nuts. He seized her hips as he tugged and pulled in agonizingly slow motion. He liked the sensation of the way his dick slid home. Hot. Wet. Welcoming like the embrace of a long-lost lover.
His feral instinct went into overdrive and he had a hard time controlling himself. He fucked her slowly and before long his thrusts became rapid and urgent. He wished she knew how good she made him feel. Pleasure this good, it had to be sin. He pulled. Slammed in. Faster. Harder. He then fucked her in a series of harsh strokes. She came all of a sudden. But that didn’t make him stop from delivering slam after slam of branding thrusts. She was his mate. His.
He growled as his climax approached. He pumped a dozen strokes and let free. He couldn’t hold it any longer. His cock spurted his seed. It felt so damn good coming inside her as he held her close, never letting go. His cock shuddered until he had nothing to empty. He kissed the back of her shoulder before he withdrew from her. He then flipped her on her back and attacked her with another lustful kiss. She returned his kisses until their hearts stopped pounding and their afterglow slowly dissipated.
“One day,” Abby said once they’d parted and lay on the bed once more. “If I get pregnant, or if something else were to happen to bring us closer together, will we meet your family?”
The question was innocent, but Michael tensed immediately and winced like he’d been hit. Abby frowned.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yeah.” Michael frowned. “There’s just something I haven’t told you yet.”
Something he’d hoped never to relive again. But Abby was his mate, and she deserved to know the truth.
It was time she found out why he’d left his clan and come to Cub's Cove.
Michael couldn’t dodge his past any longer.
Chapter Fourteen
“I told you that the white tiger is rare,” Michael said. The sun was starting to rise, and its golden light streamed through the window. The night before, Abby had left the curtains open so the two of them could watch the full moon while they talked. “But I didn’t tell you why.”
