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I look over at Griffin, who has been dutifully moving heavy boxes of books and assisting me stock the shelves. Even though he’s a few aisles away, I know he can hear our conversation. Griffin told me more about heightened shifter senses last night when I got settled in at his place.
“He’s not exactly doing it to score points with you,” I joke right back.
Mrs. Taylor laughs and squeezes my shoulder. “Griffin is a good man. He’s helped out a lot of people in this town.”
I smile and nod, knowing that my mate is the best.Mate.It’s strangely… not strange. It’s perfect. Griffin is perfect.
“Thanks. I guess I’ll keep him around for a bit,” I say, my eyes darting to where he’s stacking boxes. Griffin snaps his head up, those dark green eyes narrowed at me playfully, and I know I’m going to be getting a visit from him soon.
“Listen, I’m going to stay here a bit longer and go through the new inventory. You and Griffin should head out a little early.”
“Are you sure?”
“As soon as he’s done with those boxes,” Mrs. Taylor says, raising her voice even though she doesn’t need to. We both laugh when Griffin stacks all five boxes up and lifts them with ease, carrying them to the back where Mrs. Taylor will do inventory. “Thank you!” she calls out as she makes her way back there.
Griffin nods and then races toward me, his eyes glowing. God, he’s so…hot. Feral. Like he can’t wait to get me alone. I can’t wait, either. This entire shift has been pure torture with Griffin so close and yet not being able to touch him. At least, not the way we both want.
“Thinking dirty thoughts, are we?” he asks a second later, backing me into the bookshelf and nuzzling into the side of my neck.
“How did you know?” I ask breathlessly.
“I can fuckingsmellhow much you want me. Does it hurt?”
My heart thrashes around in my chest at his words. He’s so in control, so dominant, but in a way that makes me feel sexy and powerful, too.
“Yes,” I admit. “I ache for you.”
“That’s the mating moon, little flame. I’ve felt it all damn day. I can take the pain away. I’ll always give my mate everything she needs.”
I nod, gasping softly when Griffin presses a trail of kisses up my neck, stopping just beneath my ear.
“Ready to go home?” he murmurs, taking a step back and holding his hand out for me. I take it, letting him lead me outside. “I have another date night planned for us,” he tells me as we start walking back to his cabin on the outskirts of the small downtown district.
“Hmm?” I ask after a moment passes. I know he said something, but I’m finding it really hard to concentrate on anything except the knot of lust and raw emotion throbbing from the inside out.
Griffin pauses to look at me, then changes course, backing me against the nearest building. “Do you need a little something before we get home?” he rasps. I nod, needing his touch, his kiss, more than my next breath. “Tell me what you need, mate,” he demands.
“Kiss me.”
The words barely leave my lips before his mouth is on mine. Griffin nibbles at my lips, then slides his tongue inside, stroking the roof of my mouth and making me moan.
His hands slide from my hips to my back, one grabbing my ass while the other snakes up my spine and tangles in my hair. Griffin angles my head and dives even deeper into my mouth, kissing the air from my lungs and filling me with molten lava and an unquenchable thirst.
I finally have to break for air, and Griffin snarls as he grinds his thick dick against my thigh. He licks my neck then sucks on a super sensitive spot. My entire body pulses in time with my heartbeat, and for a moment, I think I might pass out.
“Soon,” he growls, nuzzling into the same spot. “I’ll mark you right here when I claim you as my mate,” he tells me. “It won’t hurt. I’m told it feels incredible.”
“Everything you do feels incredible,” I mumble, my words a little slurred from all the sensations happening in my body.
“Need to get you home. Need to get you naked.”
I nod, and the next thing I know, Griffin has me up in his arms as he sprints down back alleys to get to his place. I laugh at his eagerness, but I’m feeling just as desperate.
When we get home, he sets me down on my feet, then backs me against the closed front door.
"Phoenix," he all but growls as he closes the distance between us once more.
I can't look away from him. The heat and hunger in his eyes spark my own. I swear I can feel every nerve ending firing off at once, my body buzzing, aching for his touch.
