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When Rider plunged two fingers into her, Paris grabbed his head, careful not to let her nails dig into his skin. She refused to ever be an angry lover again. When he swirled his fingers around, he hit nerve after nerve, taking her to new heights. How could his touch do so much to her?

Because they are your mates.

Paris almost laughed at that concept. Her thoughts were interrupted when Rider crawled up her body. “I need to sample these.”

No words formed. Rider licked one nipple and then drew the other one into his mouth. He sucked hard, sending spikes of lust through her. When he pinched the other nipple, her pussy spasmed. With everything she’d been through, it was almost too much, but her need for Rider still rose.

“How about adding a cock to the mix?”

He lifted his head. “I’m getting there. Be patient.”

“I’ll be a melting pot of goo if you keep doing what you’re doing.”

Rider smiled, and she wasn’t sure she’d seen anyone better looking. “Good.”

As if she’d told him he’d won the lottery, he leaned over and continued to stimulate every one of her senses. The tugs, pulls, and licks built her orgasm to the point where she couldn’t last much longer. Coming this quickly would give Rider the wrong impression—that she’d accepted him totally.

But hadn’t she?

Before she could decide anything, Rider climbed on top of her and slipped right into her. Heavenly! “Yes. Finally,” she panted.

He kissed her, this time with more intensity even though his strokes were even and slow. The problem was that Paris wanted it hard and fast. Needing to take back some of the control, she pressed her feet on the mattress, lifted her hips, and pumped them up and down. That seemed to be the signal Rider was waiting for. He lowered his lips and kissed her neck.

“Don’t. Please,” she whispered.

He stilled. “I won’t.”

Thank goodness he understood that she was talking about the bite—the one that would supposedly bind them for life. His mouth moved to her shoulder. Rider then grabbed her hips and drove into her. Hard. And her climax swooped in before she was ready to end this amazing experience.

A second later, heat from his cum seared her. But it was the pumping and expanding of his cock that took her breath away. She held on tight until the stretching subsided.

Rider rolled them over and held her. “Are you okay?”

Why wouldn’t she be? “Very okay.”

“I'm sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I should have used a condom. The problem was that I don't have one.”

She liked that he hadn’t expected to have sex. “It’s okay. I’m on the pill.” Thankfully, werewolves were not prone to sexually transmitted diseases.

He nodded. “Let me get something to clean us up,” he said.

“I guess that means I’ll have to move.”

He kissed the top of her head. “Not yet. I’ll be right back.”

True to his word, he returned quickly. Rider had just crawled back into bed when the room door opened. Uh-oh.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

“We found something,”Grayson said as he burst into their motel room and then immediately halted. Grayson didn’t have to sniff to know what had happened in this room tonight.

Rider turned on the light, and the sight of a naked Paris had Grayson's cock hard in seconds. If he hadn’t made love with her hours before—and now Rider had taken his turn—he’d ask to join them.

“What did you find?” Rider asked as he pulled the sheet up over Paris’ exposed body.

“If I interrupted something, it can wait.”

“Actually, your timing is perfect,” Rider said as he sat up.

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