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“I need you.”
He grinned. His hand was again between my legs, playing around my clit. He avoided touching it, driving me wild. Then his long finger slipped inside me, and I gasped.
“You’re so tight, so hot, so eager.”
I contracted my pussy around him, wanting to show him how hard I could squeeze his cock.
“Tell me.”.
“Whaaat?” My mind was gooey. What was it he wanted me to say?
“Tell me what you need.”
“I need you to fuck me.”
He nibbled my lower lip. “You have no idea the effect your words have on me.”
“Will you?”
“I need to fuck you, too. Oh, love, I need to fuck you badly. But I must tell you something first.”
My hips moved against his hand. I kept pushing into him, fucking myself against his finger. My starving pussy needed more. I thought I was over sex, didn’t need it, and a late-night masturbating session watching Dean was enough. But damn, this was incredible. Soren was crack, and I was becoming a junkie.
He pulled his finger out of me and licked it slowly. “You are so fucking wet.”
My hands moved to his pants. I was desperate to touch his arousal.
“Wait.”
“Why wait?”
“You are my mate, Yana.”
“Okay,” I whispered. My mind was okay with whatever games he liked because I had never been so hot and ready for anything or anyone.
“No, you have to understand.” His hands cupped my face again. He was a damn wall of muscles, making me feel tiny by comparison.
“You want to call me mate when we fuck. It’s a primary thing, I assume. And you growl. That’s sexy.”
“Yana, I’m not human.”
“Okay.
Soren took two steps away from me. Enough light came through the window from the street and the storm to let me see him. He threw his head back. His face changed. It was not a slow change, not the way I’ve seen it in horror movies, where one moment he was a man, and the next his head looked like a wolf.
He howled once and moved toward me. I stood there, naked and horny, watching him. His wolf nose moved on my skin, smelling me, inhaling my scent. His fingers had long claws that sunk into my flesh without hurting me. His eyes were blood red and fixated on me with a feverish intensity. A deep growling noise escaped his chest, a sound so wild and feral it reminded me why the first human hid at night in caves and why darkness is something to be feared even now.
One moment this white wolf with long fangs smelled me, and the next, Soren was back.
“Werewolf,” I whispered, still half in shock. My research had pointed me in that direction, but I never expected it to be real.
“We prefer Frost Wolf. We descend from Loki. We are the sons of the god. White wolves, keepers of the peace.”
“And that was your Frost Wolf form?”
“That was my god form. I can shift fully, but I’m alpha, and it’s an alpha thing. I assumed it would scare you less.”
“Less than?”
