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“I am not a mind-reader, Iloli,” he finally said, his voice low and his erection pressing into my thigh. “If I had known you felt that way, I would’ve acted on my desires long ago.”

I nodded again. “I know. I just… I don’t know. I guess I feel like I’m always pushing you, and I don’t want to have to push you to like me. I’ve had to do that with every other guy I’ve ever been with—at least at the beginning. And they never treated me right. I’m just tired of it.”

“You’ve never had to push me to like you,” he countered.

“Don’t you remember when I asked you to kiss me in the forest? You stared at me like I’d grown a second head.”

“No. I stared at you like my fated mate had just asked me to kiss her, when I didn’t know how to kiss, and as far as I knew, she was in love with another man.”

I guess that was pretty fair, actually.

“What about the river, when I was naked? I put your hand on my tits, and you were shocked.”

“All of this was new for me,” he said, growling quietly at me. I was getting him a little worked up—which I loved. “And I have never been someone who takes unnecessary risks, Iloli. I wait until the time is right, with everything. But with you, there’s no clear timeline. No directions to follow, no plans to be made. I pushed you too—don’t you remember the way I wrapped you up in my scales, when your body was bare and shivering? Or when I convinced you to go with me to the glowing caves, or when I dragged you into the small river there?”

“I basically attacked you in that river,” I pointed out.

He scoffed. “If that was an attack, then consider me at your mercy for the rest of our damn lives.”

A snort escaped me, and his expression softened slightly. “Fine. Maybe we pusheach other. But you never tell me what you really want—so I think I push more.”

“Then I will do better at expressing my desires clearly. Though in my defense, I think my cock declares my thoughts better than I can with words.”

I laughed softly. “I guess you have a point.”

He nodded, and brushed his lips over mine once, and then again. “You sincerely doubt my interest in your body?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know. Not really, I guess.” I shrugged. “I’m just kind of a mess.”

“My mess.” He stroked my hip possessively as he murmured, “Do you know what I was picturing, when you found me up here?”

More heat swelled inside me. “No.”

“In my mind,” he said, and then set my feet down on the ground. I released his erection as he turned me so my back was to his chest. His hands lifted mine to the tree’s trunk, placing my palms flat on the smooth wood, above my head. “You were positioned like this.” He lifted my hips easily, setting my core against the length of his cock and wrapping my legs around the backs of his thighs.

“Oh yeah?” I breathed, feeling his erection as it pressed against my slit. “What were you doing?”

“Fucking you, hard.” His voice was in my ear. “And you were yelling, like you did in the cave. Screaming to the whole forest that you belonged to me.” He moved his hips slowly, dragging his cock over my clit in a way that made me hotter—and drenched him.

“Prove it,” I said, as he continued moving just enough to make me absolutely insane.

He chuckled, his hand sliding between my thighs to catch his cock and hold it there, making sure it was still moving against me.

Rubbing against me.

Bringing me back to that damn edge.

And suddenly, I accepted the fact I’d been avoiding for the last few weeks.

The fact that I wanted to be Remmo’s. And that I wanted him to be mine.

Permanently.

“I want you inside me,” I breathed to him.

“We need to talk before we become mates,” he said, though his voice was gravelly again.

“About what?” I tossed back.

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