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He tangled his hands in her hair and licked at the seam of her lips. She whimpered against him, parting, and god, she was so sweet when his tongue met hers. She curled her hands into the wool sweater, but she didn’t pull. He felt her knuckles grind against his chest. It was so hot. She was so hot. She gyrated in his lap, and fuck, that was hot too. It threatened to make him lose control, her moving against him like that.

She tore her mouth away again, not because she was teasing him, but because she wantedto taste him. Her teeth skimmed down his neck and then she yanked a handful of his sweater out of the way she sunk her teeth into the juncture of shoulder and neck. It stung and made him hiss. He just about lost it then, his cock kicking uncontrollably in his jeans.

She rocked against his hips again and pure heat shot to his groin. He groaned, his hands finding her hips, and he rocked her against him again. She could feel all of him even through his jeans, he was sure. He couldn’t feel her through the clothes, though. He could smell her. Her arousal. She was soaking wet. But he couldn’t feel it and that was just wrong.

He needed to feel her, taste her, be inside her. He had to close his eyes before they rolled back into his head. He needed to chain himself to the ground before he grasped Taylee by the hips, stripped her naked, and had his tongue buried inside her before he flipped her back on top of him to ride him.

They’d had some pretty wild and athletic experiencestogether in that regard, but he was going to slam on the breaks. Going too fast would scare the shit out of her.

Wouldn’t it?

The air buzzed around them. The night was no longer the least bit cool.

It was white hot. Just like his desire for her.

He wouldn’t ask her to tell him what she wanted, but he needed to wait for her to do it. He wouldn’t do a single thing unless she asked. It wasn’t enough for her to guide him, or her to ball her hands in his sweater and kiss him aggressively. He needed to know that he wasn’t going too far.

He kissed her again, then broke it off. “Tay?”

“Kier…”

“What do you want? Is this okay?” Damn it, he wasn’t going to ask. He didn’t want to force her into telling him anything.

He had his hands splayed over her hips and she rocked against him again. She hadn’t moved from her secure hold on him. The only way they could be closer was for them to shed their clothes and—

“I want you inside me. It’s the first time for me, which should be weird, knowing that you remember and I don’t, but it’s not weird. It’s just hot. I just want you.” She read his thoughts. She knew his mind. “I’m sure.”

She tore his jacket off like she couldn’t get it off fast enough, then slipped that lightweight sweater off, andfuck.That bra. That black lace bra that he could see every detail of despite the dark. His vision was normally excellent, but tonight it was hyper focused. Every sense on overdrive.

Taylee’s hands swept over her breasts, her fingers splaying over the full orbs before she slipped her hands back and took off her bra.

She was on his lap, undressing for him, and he was paralyzed. He could only gape at her as she brushed her fingers over her nipples. She circled them and pinched one lightly, teasing herself, but watching him. He shook himself and realized she was watching his every reaction. He was captivated.

“Tell me what you like,” Taylee whispered. She took his hand and brought it to her hair, threading the fingers through the strands so that when she moved her head, it pulled just a little. She pinched her nipples at the same time, watching him. “Tell me what you want to do.”

Oh god.That would be everything. And it would end up being nothing if he didn’t get it under control. He’d never been so dangerously close to coming in his life.

He couldn’t say anything. His throat was too dry.

“I’ll tell you what I want you to do.” She was surprisingly not shy at all. The old Tay hadn’t been shy either. She’d known what she wanted, and she hadn’t been afraid to ask for it. “I want you to put your mouth on me.”

He did, because she asked him to and that set his blood on fire. He was now hyperaware of every bit of his body too.

He took her nipple in his mouth and slowly sucked it. He closed his eyes and heard the blissful sigh that escaped her throat.

“We’re out here in the forest,” he whispered in front of her nipple. His tongue circled the bud because he had to taste her sweet skin again. Nothing had ever tasted so good in all his life. He thought he’d remembered her exactly, but maybe his mind couldn’t possibly conjure up the real thing. “I should take you home. Take you to a proper bed.”

She actually laughed. “Oh my god, Kier. No. I don’t want that at all. In bed, we’d be careful and quiet, and I don’t want either of those things. I’ve missed you. My body has missed you. I can feel it.”

“Before, even if we were apart for a few days, it would be frantic. Loud.”

“Did we ever do this as bears?”

He nearly choked. “Uh, I…”

“Okay. Wow. That’s hot.” She laughed again when she looked at his face. “Don’t worry. I come from a clan of shifters. I’m not surprised that two shifters would seek pleasure in both forms. It makes sense. It’s beautiful and special. Humans can’t have that. I feel bad for the ones who are mated to human women. They’ll never know the joy of being together in all ways.”

Privately, he agreed, though he thought it likely that all of his friends who had human mates probably never felt that way. They were in love. They accepted their mates as who they were, and they celebrated them. They didn’t mourn their differences and the things they were missing because their hearts and lives were full in their own ways.

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