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us. He hadn’t come inside me. I breathed heavy against him and we both groaned as his shaft slid against me. He was soaked in my juices and slid against my skin. Oh gods that was good.
    It was even better when he levered his hips back and slid himself back inside me. I was shaking beneath him. Gasping for air, and drowning in his scent. I almost didn’t hear his words.
    “Now you.”
    “Huh?”
    “Say you are mine.”
    The demand drew my attention. I had to work to keep my eyes on him, when all they wanted to do was roll back in my head. He kept up the thrusts, and my brain struggled to hang on to anything but the pleasure. This wasn’t customary. He claimed me. I just had to take him. I accepted him into my body. He destroyed my body with orgasms and he wanted words?
    “Yours.” My hips met his. I wanted his orgasm. I wasn’t the only one aching here. He was a steel rod inside me.
    “Open your eyes.”
    It took me a second, and a few more thrusts, but the effort was worth it. His pupils were huge. They were so big, I couldn’t tell if his eyes were vampire-grey, or wolfy-gold, but they were focused on me. In the reflection of those endless eyes I saw myself say the words I hoped would please my mate.
    “I am yours.”
    He pounded into me. His head dropped, and he let loose a groan of pleasure. His cock swelled inside me until it didn’t feel as if he would have any room to move. Then his hips pounded forward and my clit swelled to take his pressure. The orgasm swallowed us both.
    “And you are so mine.” I don’t know if I really spoke those words out loud or not. That was the good thing about sex this amazing. I didn’t worry about much. There was no need for manners. There was no need for awkward cuddling. I passed out cold.

Chapter Five
    “Amber.”
    I was dreaming. There was a rabbit hopping ahead of me, and I was chasing it. Yeah. Okay. I have wolf dreams. But you don’t know how fun it is to tear a rabbit apart with your teeth. The way the fur feels against your tongue…
    “Amber.”
    I was waking up.
    “Do I not have your name right? Or are you already ignoring me?”
    Damn . Guess the honeymoon was over already.
    “Mmhhanmmph.”
    “I figured you might say that. So I brought coffee and bacon.”
    “I’m awake.” I looked around. I sniffed the air. I frowned. “Where the hell’s the bacon?”
    “That, my dear mate, is the point. There is no food here. My control is not where it needs to be. You have to venture out for us.”
    I looked around. Crap . Were there any clothes we hadn’t destroyed? I got up and stalked outside to the shed behind the cabin. Our Pack kept a few scant necessities out there. Looked like I would get to do the walk of shame wearing a pair of SpongeBob pajama pants and a “Where’s the Beef?” sweatshirt. Goodie.
    I went back inside to find my flip-flops. At least I knew they had made it through. Jake woke me up three different times during the night, and the last time, I had rolled on top of my shoes.
    I growled at the chuckling behind me. Fucker was lucky I was going anywhere. If he kept laughing at me, I would make sure to eat everything I brought back right in front of him while I kept him tied to the fireplace.
    Ohhh. Jake tied up. With rope .
    “Amber! Whatever you are thinking, stop it! I can smell you from here, and if we both keep going like we did last night, we will die of starvation. You need to bring us food.”
    “Are we already up to the ‘make me a sandwich’ stage? Keep talking, Jake. That should help with the sexy. I’ll totally be able to control myself if you don’t shut up.” Maybe . He was still naked. And I could tell from the tent in the blanket he had over himself, he was very much enjoying being naked.
    He shook his head. His statuesque perfection was gone in the morning light and tousled black strands hit below his ears. The sex-rumpled thing looked great on him. He also didn’t have a scratch on his body that I could see. I