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The words rung loud in the night. It was wrong, but Violet felt the effect of them between her legs, felt herself slick with heat because he’dwantedher andchosenher.
His eyes flicked down her body, and she knew he’d caught the scent. He blinked, and his face returned to a mask she recognized as guilt. “I looked up, and you were running. Didn’t mean to cut it close.”
“I wanted you for myself.”Her mind had caught on that and failed to process the rest.
Mikel was tight-jawed and tense, and maybe he should be, but he’d saved her, wanted her, and the same want roared inside her at the admission.
“What did you want to do to me?” Her voice was smoke and fire, and when his head snapped up, his irises shone gold.
Still, he paused a beat, hesitated.
“Show me,” slid out of her as easy as a breath, then he was on her, tumbling her down to the forest floor in the cage of his arms.
“Wanted you naked under the moon.”
Violet’s mouth went dry at the admission, and she had a long second to wait and want while he shook his discarded coat and sweater and spread them out atop the dry leaves. Then, he set her down on them. He made quick work of her clothes, his lips never far from her skin, and it was thoughtless, easy, until she was lying beside him while he kicked off his pants, her nipples hard in the cold air.
Her fingers brushed his hip, moving lower while he settled against and half over her, keeping her warm.
“I don’t know how to touch you,” she told him as she realized, fingers brushing his already firm cock.
“Because you, uh, slept with women?”
She smiled at his awkwardness. “Yeah.”
“But you like this?” His hand dipped between her legs and came back slick, shining in the moonlight, and he answered his own question.
“No, I hate—”
He silenced her sarcasm with a kiss, then his hand settled gently over hers, showing her how to touch him in long, firm strokes. Once she found her rhythm, he let her go and lavished attention on her breasts, across her collarbones, then on her lips. His fingers slid wetly over her and made it increasingly hard to concentrate on touching him.
“Quick study,” he praised before he slid an arm under her back and pulled her up and over, back onto her knees. This time when he moved behind her, Violet moaned. The loss of him at her front left her skin cold, prickled with goose bumps, and the heat of him at her back was full of delicious promise.
“Ask me to breed you, Violet.” The words dropped hot against her ear.
“No biting?” The thought scared her. His hands snaked up from her hip to run hot over her breasts.
“Won’t mate you until you ask.”
Untilset her on fire. His cock rubbed hot against her backside, and she crumbled.
“Breed me.” She barely had time to be embarrassed before she was back on her hands and knees, and he was over her.
A hot, primal growl vibrated against her skin where her neck met her shoulder. The place Red has her bite, she realized. His lips were there, pressed tight together while his hips jerked once, twice, then he pushed into her.
A hand came up to run soft over her breasts, and he moved in her slowly, yet there was something fevered even in this. Finally, his jaw unclenched, and he kissed that same spot, licked it and sucked it while he worked her to full readiness, until she felt her wetness on the inside of her thighs, and heard it every time he pushed inside.
His breathing was already ragged. It was obvious the full moon was doing something for him. When she looked over her shoulder, he met her gaze with gold-ringed eyes. Her cunt clenched, as she watched his eyes close and his jaw flex at the feeling. Still, he fucked her slowly.
“Show me,” she said.
The words were barely a whisper, but they were enough to ignite him. One hand settled against her clit, and his mouth went back to that spot at the base of her neck, then he started to really move.
His voice was as loud as hers, ringing in the trees, echoing in the cold air, yet they were sweating. Her body started to pull tight, and her arms threatened not to hold her up much longer.
“Not yet,” he insisted.
The hand that had been rubbing her moved to hold her around the waist instead while he rolled his hips into her again and again. It didn’t do much to slow the fire in her. Violet’s nipples were tight, oversensitive when they brushed the soft fabric of his sweater below.
