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that potential friendship didn’t seem smart. But then she remembered Shaynah…
    “Calt?” she whispered, her voice small. “I have to tell you something.” She waited, but his breaths were short like he’d fallen asleep already. “Calt?”
    He made a noise and turned his head to look at her from the corner of tired eyes. “What is it?”
    Biting her lip again, she mustered up the courage, taking a deep breath to say, “I just wanted you to know, I’m really happy you’ve stolen me.”
    With her fingers on his cheek, she felt a smile form and her heart tripped inside her chest a little. He kissed her forehead and laid his head back down. “I must sleep, Soft One. It is daylight, and the night has been long.”
    “It sure has. Okay, I’m sorry…rest.”
    As his breaths became quickly shallow again, she felt his body go lax. She lay her cheek against his warm flesh and thought of everything that had happened. She felt safe now that he was here, and she didn’t want to give that up. She’d have to hold a tight reign on her impulses from here on out if she had any hope of staying with him; that repeated again and again in her mind. It wasn’t long before she slipped into a fitful sleep with both alphas fighting, haunting her dreams.

Chapter 6
    H e was on top of her when he awoke, his cock already hard and throbbing, beckoning him to wake up. He had the human pinned and their bodies moved hungrily together as the room came into focus. He must have become aroused in his sleep, their fiery chemistry drawing him to her without him even being aware. She was awake and moaned beneath him. He felt his stomach clench as his cock lengthened. She writhed, bucking her hips with her legs opened wide. He growled into the tender skin of her neck and worked ravenous lips down until he captured a nipple in his mouth, the suckling of the sharp little crest making her moan louder. His name whispered from her parted lips inflamed him. He lifted her up and knelt on his knees. All thoughts were absent save for this: she was his.
    She wrapped her legs around his body, sitting on his lap, her cunt wet and swollen with need. She let her head fall back, and went limp as he held her up, her arms dangling behind her in complete surrender. It thrilled him and he stared at the fullness of her naked breasts, moving so he could enter her, and lifting her voluptuous form with ease. He plunged into her and groaned at how tight she was, how slippery and ready. She cried out, rose up, and wrapped her arms around his neck, lacing her fingers into his hair, whispering his name again. His hands gripped the soft flesh of her hips and he lifted her up and down over and over on his cock, the sheath of it smooth and rock hard. Their moans increased together as they moved, the power of his hips rising again and again, commanding him to go faster, harder, and to penetrate her as deeply as he wanted to. They panted and threw their heads back one after the other, bodies undulating and burning, transporting them into pure physical bliss.
    He was about to turn her over when she locked her lips with his, something not often done by his pack lovers. Her tongue slipped into his lips and he opened his mouth on hers, allowing it. She searched and tasted him and his cock throbbed with the frenzied seeking. It was maddening, and soon he responded in kind, lashing his tongue with hers, moving on her mouth with his like it was beautiful clay he could mold and shape. She cried out and he felt the shiver pass through her all the way down. He clasped onto her back with strong hands and held her up beneath her shoulder blades, reaching up with the strength of his legs to hammer her body with everything he had. There was no holding back, no gentleness, and he could feel her overflowing, the heat dripping down his inner thigh as her sex clenched and stunned him with quakes. She pulled away from his lips to scream as the orgasm hit her hard, but he latched his mouth eagerly