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Rex pressed a kiss to her lips. Pulling back barely an inch, he answered, “He’s demanding I mark you and claim you as ours. He’s anxious. Pacing. Panting. Scared you’re going to turn us away.”
While her brain was spinning with neurological theories and possible hormonal causes, the very female part of her that cared for the man pressed against her wanted nothing more than to just accept everything he was saying. Knowing she wasn’t going to be able to find a balance right then, she admitted, “I’m going to need some time.”
Rex pressed his forehead to hers and tightened his arms around her. “I expected that. Just know, Doc, that my feelings won’t change. I want you. I know we are meant to be. And I can wait for you to realize that on your own.”
She snorted another laugh. “There’sthe confidence.”
“Miss it?” He grinned.
She turned in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck. “Yeah.”
His large hands palmed her ass and lifted her a bit as he pressed her more firmly against him. “I’m hungry.” His eyes flashed blue light. “Can I eat?”
“You better eat it all,” she said with a smirk.
He gripped the waistband of her leggings and shoved them down past her ass. “Yes, Ma’am.”
Twenty
Rex
Afterusinghismouthand hands to bring Doc to completion twice, Rex took a chance and worked his way up her body on the bed. She didn’t protest when he gripped the back of her thigh and lifted, wrapping her leg around his hips, before he slid inside of her sweet, tight core.
Once fully seated, he gave her a moment to adjust and give him a sign that she wanted something different, but all he got was her rolling her hips and her heel pressing into his ass, urging him to fuck her.
So, he did.
And he didn’t stop until both of them were thoroughly sated.
After carrying her to the shower and giving her a kiss, he set her on her feet under the hot spray and told her he would be right back. Leaving her to clean up and get ready for bed, Rex headed for the clubhouse. He needed to get them dinner and to check in with the men to see if there were any updates.
His wolf was appeased for the moment, and Rex was exhausted. Not just from the sex, but from the stress of the situation with the Pathfinder and the anxiety their conversation caused. His wolf wasn’t doing much better. He was laying down, but the worry was vibrating off of the beast. While it might be aslimpossibility, it was still aterrifyingpossibility that their mate would reject them, and Rex didn’t know if they’d make it through that.
Leave it to him to have one real relationship in his life, and it would be the one that could literally break him. He should have had some experience under his belt, especially with a woman like Doc. He was just winging the relationship stuff. The sex stuff was easy. He had experience in spades in that department, but that was where his knowledge ended. Fuck, he was such an idiot.
Did he handle it right? Did he say the correct things? Was he supposed to be that nervous about it? Or was it normal to feel that way? He needed to talk to one of his brothers who was mated and find out.
When he stepped into the main room of the clubhouse, his eyes landed on Trip. Nope. It would travel through the clubhouse like wildfire if he talked to Trip about his insecurities.
Bullet? Might as well tell Trip, because eventually, Bullet would.
Siren? Rex was pretty sure the only thing Siren was ever worried about was saving his woman, Sugar, from the crazy ex that kidnapped her.
Dragon? He couldn’t imagine Dragon admitting to something as vulnerable as anxiety.
Top. He needed to talk to Top. He glanced around, but didn’t see his closest friend anywhere. Spotting Ginger sitting at the bar with a beer in front of her, he headed that way. Slipping onto the stool next to her, he asked, “Where’s Top?”
Ginger took a sip and chuckled. “Avery has a date this Saturday. She wanted a new dress, so we were looking at ones online to try to decide what kind of dress she wanted. Top saw some of Avery’s choices and decidedhewas taking her dress shopping.”
“A little too short?” Rex guessed.
After a nod, Ginger added, “And not enough fabric.”
Rex sighed. “Is she even old enough to date?”
Ginger rolled her eyes. “A month from tomorrow, she will be seventeen, Rex. What were you doing at seventeen? Better question, what wasIdoing at seventeen, Rex?”
When she stared at him with a raised brow, he chuckled and ran a hand over the back of his neck. He knew exactly what Ginger was doing at seventeen, because he was the one she was doing it with. For a few months, they fucked every time they managed to get a few moments alone. Then they went their separate ways for a couple of years, only to end up prospecting their respective clubs at the same time. Not long after that, they fell back in bed together.
