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out. Oh, he wanted to do so much more than that. But it was a start.
    She tilted her head to one side, her blond hair tumbling over one shoulder. “Too bad,” she said sweetly. “You already did that earlier. And without asking first.”
    Earlier? The peck on the forehead. Was that what she was mad about when he’d returned from calling Cael?
    Lexar let his eyes roam her body again before meeting her gaze. “My mistake.” His voice was rough with desire, and there was no amount of remorse in his words.
    She tsked. “Didn’t they teach you as a young? You never ever take what isn’t yours.”
    “I didn’t,” he said, pointedly.
    Her face went slack for a tiny second when she understood his meaning. She was his whether she admitted it or not. It wouldn’t be his first time to be denied. Though the idea Avan denying him made him ache as he never had over Tandy.
    “I have rules, wolf,” she purred. “You haven’t followed them. Why should I let you kiss me?”
    Because I’m going absolutely bat-shit crazy knowing the last man to touch you wasn’t me.
    “What rules?”
    She raised an eyebrow. “You’d like to hear them?”
    “Right fucking now, if you don’t mind.”
    Stepping forward until they were chest to chest, not touching but almost, she said, “For starters, you don’t kiss me until I say you can.”
    Fuck.
    “Next?”
    “You don’t touch me. I do the touching. My body is mine and no one else’s.”
    Bullshit. Her body would be his if it was the last thing he did. But he would earn it. She deserved that much, and more.
    “Is there more?”
    She blinked, as if she’d expected him to bolt from the room. Not happening.
    “No strings.”
    Shit. She didn’t want a relationship; she wanted to fuck. And after a decade of loneliness, Lexar wasn’t going to turn down the chance to feel a woman’s body writhe against his, but ultimately he wanted more.
    “No strings… why?”
    “Because.” Her tone implied she was brokering a deal. If he couldn’t scent her arousal in the air, he’d be epically confused. “Strings don’t work for the sort of relationship I want.”
    “And what sort is that?”
    A slow, saucy grin painted her face. “Submission.”
    She wanted him to bend under her every whim, but that wasn’t in his nature.
    “I’m not a submissive wolf.”
    She smirked. “I’m aware.”
    He narrowed his gaze on her. She was aware. And she hadn’t expected the conversation to get even this far. She’d thought—maybe even hoped—to chase him away with her rules. It was clear she desired him, but she worked so hard to push him away.
    Yet, it was more than that. These rules were important to her, what she needed to receive pleasure. And that was the crux of the whole situation: if he agreed, it would give her pleasure. He would give her pleasure. And gain it himself. An unconventional win-win.
    His wolf rode him hard, needing to touch her but not willing to do so without her consent.
    He wanted this. And it was her body, her rules. He’d play by them if that’s what it took.
    “Deal,” he growled.
    His animal prowled inside, watching his luscious prey as her eyes widened ever so slightly. She had no idea what she was getting herself into.
    He’d submit for now, for her. And when the time came, he’d teach her something new. Something that could change everything for her. For him. For them both.
    Mutual submission.

Chapter Six
    Deal? Avan hadn’t expected him to agree. She’d hoped he might. She was healed and horny as fuck. And she desperately wanted to feel something other than Cael’s hands on her body. The mere remembrance of it turned her stomach.
    Slowly, she reached up to trace the ridge of Lexar’s collarbone, testing. The soft stroke made his breath come faster but he didn’t try to touch her. And she knew how badly he wanted to. His angry territorial scent had filled the entire room during the healing. It was one of the things that kept her sane. She’d focused