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It isn’t long before I’m moaning, letting myself lose all control. As my orgasm begins to take hold, Ryan doesn’t stop, riding it out with me. Light flashes behind my eyelids as my ecstasy stretches beyond anything I’ve ever known, shattering me.
“Oh my god,” I breathe when I can speak again.
Ryan kisses his way slowly back to my mouth, the contact making my skin feel as if it’s been lit on fire, and he lingers at my lips to let me taste our combined pleasure as we entwine our limbs in a wet embrace.
Rain continues to fall on us, which would make me cold if Ryan’s body weren’t wrapped around mine like a blanket. His teeth scrape over my earlobe as he nips at it, then he pauses when he gets to where my neck meets my shoulders.
Ryan inhales my scent there before he leans his head away. He’s quiet, and I turn to him.
Finally, he says, “There’s something else you probably don’t know. My alpha can—” He stops himself and sighs. “We shouldn’t have done that.”
“Done what?” I tease.
The playful look returns to his eyes. “We do kissing very well. Imagine what it will be like when we can do more.”
My insides tremble at the thought of what he would feel like inside me. An aftershock makes me shudder again just before reality hits. Once again, I’ve pushed a boundary that has consequences I didn’t fully consider.
I nod. “Your alpha can do what?”
He sighs, his breath hot against my skin. “He can tap into my thoughts, communicate with me telepathically.”
I pull back. “Did he?”
Ryan shrugs. “Probably not. And I’m really glad we tested our physical compatibility.”
I gaze into his eyes, my heart swelling with emotions that seem to have snuck up on me. Could I be falling….
No. I don’t do love.
Still, I am supposed to spend the rest of my life with this man, and I do have strong feelings for him.
I cup his cheek with my palm, and he leans into it. “I want to try for us to be emotionally compatible too. I want this, Ryan.”
“Me, too, Charlie. I still can’t believe it all happened so quickly. They told me that it could take months to find a match. But your pink sweater was like a bullhorn screaming my name. The moment I walked into the room, I knew the owner of that sweater was my mate, even though I still had to wait for you to want me as well.”
My brow knits. “Pink sweater?”
He chuckles. “Yeah, your scent.”
He does like to sniff me. “You can tell your true mate by their scent?”
He nods.
I laugh. “I’d better get that sweater back.” Abby had borrowed my pink sweater, and she must have given it to Kevin. But she didn’t know about the werewolf focus of the app, and I wonder what she thought it was for.
“You remember my friend, Abby, who’s working on the project? When she was showing it to us with the profile she created for me, I…”
I close my eyes for a second and recall how I tapped the Meet button, how it felt almost as if I was compelled to do it. “Well. First, I rewrote your profile, since they’d done a terrible job with it. And then it was the strangest thing—I wanted to be with you so badly as I stared at your image.” I chuckle. “I couldn’t help myself, so I pushed the Meet button.”
Ryan smiles. “I’m glad you did.” He glances around. “We should probably get you home before you get too cold.”
“Let me guess. Werewolves don’t get chilly?”
“Not the way you do.” He hands me my wet dress, and it’s cool in my fingers, making me wish I didn’t have to put it on. “But I’ll keep you warm for the rest of your life.”
Ryan buttons his shorts as I struggle into my dress, fiddling with the drenched fabric that sticks to my skin. The ocean air against my wet clothing make me shiver but not from the chill. It’s from the anticipation of a man—this man—keeping me warm forever.
Chapter Eight
