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She grinned, leaning into me. “Serves you right.”
“My turn,” Grace said after Kyran failed to pot his ball. They’d continued the game, Kyran wound up so tight it was a wonder he didn’t combust. Grace chuckled, getting her vengeance, and leaned over the table to take a shot, her ass poised in Oscar’s direction.
“That’s it.” Kyran grabbed her and shook the cue free from her hands. He lifted her over his shoulder and yanked at the hem of her dress to ensure her butt was covered. He marched away, taking her out of the bar, all while Grace called him every insult under the sun.
Savannah tried not to laugh at the sight. “She’s going to kill him.”
Donovan wrapped his arm more tightly around her. “Yes, she is. How about we leave them to it? Go snuggle in bed?”
“Don’t you think we should rescue her?”
“Trust me, you don’t want to get caught between those two when they’re like that.” I shuddered. “I’ve made that mistake before.”
Laughing, she leaned into me some more. “Then snuggling sounds perfect.”
I kissed her temple, and led her out of the place, being petty and throwing Sam the bird as we did so.
“It’s a beautiful night,” I said upon leaving my truck. I grabbed a blanket from the back seat. “Come lie outside with me for a while.”
Savannah slipped her hand in mine and I led the way.
After laying the blanket on the soft grass, I patted the place next to me and she sat down, removing her boots and wiggling her toes.
“It’s so beautiful out here,” she sighed, looking up at the stars.
“It is now,” I said while looking at her, wanting to show her what this meant to me. Her. Here. My home.
Hooking my finger beneath her chin, I drew her close, and softly kissed her lips. My tongue snaked inside, eager to take this slow, to show her whatshemeant to me. But when her tongue met mine, every chain I’d wrapped around myself to not behave like the big bad possessive wolf, dropped away.
“Savannah,” I breathed against her mouth, tugging off her shirt while lowering her onto the blanket. I lost control, taking every last drop of her, diving in deep, kissing her with want as the fever fueled me and my wolf.
The mate magic bubbled, pushing me forth. But it was more than that. Something had unraveled inside me and I wanted to explore it, not deny it.
I tugged off my shirt, not wanting anything between us. The cool breeze of the night air hit me, but neither of us seemed bothered by it. I’d soon warm her up anyway, reaching for the fastenings on her corset, popping them open, one by one.
It fell apart, exposing her rosy nipples, erect and waiting for me. And fuck, I was hungry.
I took what I could in my mouth, nibbling her skin, sucking hard to take in her nipple. She moaned with need, rising for me to take more. She was a greedy fucker. But so was I. I sucked harder, massaging the other breast with my hand. Then I swapped, devouring the other, bringing us both to the edge of madness.
I bit her nipple, just a tiny nip, then I gently sucked and licked, taking her demand to a craving.
She whispered my name, silently begging for more, needing more, holding on to me, stroking my hair as I fed on her.
Keeping my mouth on flesh, every bit of her goddamn skin, I moved the rest of her clothes, wanting her naked before me beneath the moonlight.
She tastes good!my wolf whined.
Yes, she does.
Happy she was exposed, ready to be tasted, I trailed my tongue down her body. Her scent weaved into my nostrils, and I bit down on a howl. I wanted to roar to the skies, to let every animal and man know she was mine, she was my prize, my victory, my mate. But baby steps.
I eased her legs further apart, happy at what waited for me, glistening, ready to be licked and dined upon. I moved in, my tongue flicking across her clit, lapping along her center. God, I wanted more. And fucking more.
“Donovan,” she whispered the pleading in her voice almost my undoing.
“Hush,” I whispered in between the flicks of my tongue. I added to the pleasure, easing my fingers inside her, searching for the place that made her purr like a kitten.
“Not like this,” she whispered. “I’m too close… not like this.”
