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I pat him on the shoulder. “It’s the size of your dick, mate.”
Now he laughs in earnest and props his head on his hand. “I would’ve guessed it was me natural charm.”
“You mean the jerky charm?”
“A fresh catch from tonight is under the floorboard. I’m not a jerk.”
I give him a pointed look, and he laughs harder, an addictive masculine sound that makes me want to laugh too.
“Fine,” he says. “I’m not a jerk all the time. Sometimes.”
In the kitchen, I open the floorboard and find a small storage area where Seith keeps food on the ice gathered from the outside. Nice. We can cook and preserve food here without worrying about spoiling anything. In the warmer climates, we can’t leave food out this way. Well, we can, but preservation takes a specific type of magic most folks can’t hire or don’t possess.
“So how does a jerk get the best girl?” he asks.
I grab a few meat fillets and rise back up to look at him over the counter. “You think I’m the best girl?”
He props himself on his elbows.
Now, there’s an image I’ll keep forever in my memory as one of the finest things in life. A naked lycan alpha on display just for me. Who would’ve thought I’d snag this male?
“When you call me the best girl, I’m the one who feels lucky.” He’s lying there nude and completely comfortable with his body on display. His confidence is attractive.
“I mean it. I wouldn’t blow smoke up your arse.”
Groaning, he gets up and replenishes the fireplaces while I fix some food. The meat is fresh, not frozen for him, but I cook mine over the fire. We start eating. Seith rips into the flesh with his canines while I cut my well-cooked steak with the only knife I found in the kitchen.
It’s a large hunting knife that looks more like a dagger. I tell him so.
Seith nods. “It is a dagger, pup. I skinned many a McMar with that one.”
I set the dagger beside my plate.
Seith pauses eating. “Eat, Marybell. I won’t talk of such things anymore. It’s a habit having lived with Ott males until now.”
“I’m only sensitive about the McMar clan because of mil…” I pause and self-correct. “Gloriana.”
Seith nods. “Understood.” He cuts the meat for me, then feeds me from his hand. He likes that. I know he does because his cock starts twitching and leaking semen at the same time as my breasts start tingling.
We drink some water.
“Are you sore?” he asks.
“A little.”
He purses his lips. “You will ride me at your own pace and then rest.”
“Yes, Alpha.” I salute him.
He shakes his head before changing the subject. “Tell me about your life in the McMar den.”
I clear my throat. “What do you want to know?”
“Whatever you want to share.”
“If you’re asking me to spy on them, I won’t do it.”
“It’s not spying because you’re staying with me, but I would like to know the inner workings of their clan, mainly things they’re doing that I can do better.” He grins from ear to ear. “Probably nothing since I’m already doing it better than Lenox, but still, confirmation wouldn’t hurt.”
