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moved out here with a shifter friend of mine. She wanted to be closer to the wild things, and I wanted the adventure. She eventually found her mate and moved a couple years back. I decided to stick around. I liked working at the bar and found Summerset pretty damn cozy. I’ve been here just about ten years now.”
    Andreas sat quietly and listened to Amber rattle on. He could tell she was nervous. Her pulse beat like butterfly wings in her neck. She barely took a breath between sentences. He didn’t mind it though. Learning about the woman that was his future would never be a waste of time.
    The ten years caught his attention. “How old does that make you?” It didn’t matter to him what her age was, unless she was underage, but seeing how she was working at a bar, he didn’t think that was an issue. His curiosity had gotten to him though now that age was mentioned. He also just wanted to keep her talking. The sound of her husky, smooth voice entranced him. And it helped fuel his imagination, and how he thought she would sound crying out his name during orgasm.
    “Why, afraid you’ve gotten yourself a cougar?”
    He chuckled. “No. I’ll bet I’m older than you.”
    She hummed under her breath. “I might just take you up on that. What are your terms, sir?”
    “I’m older, I’m in charge in the bedroom, and you do what I say without protest.”
    She opened her mouth, her first protest already in the works. He held up his hand. “Within reason, nothing dangerous or life-threatening. Though, I’ll guarantee you’ll love what I have in mind.”
    She snorted none-too-delicately. “And if I’m older?”
    The corner of his mouth curved into a grin. “I’m happily at your mercy, ma’am.”
    Amber turned down into a residential area, whipping past a bunch of two-story cookie-cutter homes. A few turns later, and she pulled into the driveway of the first house at the end of a cul-de-sac.
    Andreas unbuckled and ducked down to get a better look at the place through the windshield. Even though it was dark, he could make out the basic structure. It had the typical two-car garage out front, a small path to the front door, and faux brick and siding covering the two-stories. He couldn’t tell what color, but assumed it was the standard light-toned colors meant to appear homey but with no real personality. “This is yours?”
    “Sure is and there’s one room in particular I’d loved to show you, but first…”
    He turned his head, and she caught him by surprise. Her slim hand wrapped around the back of his neck, and she tugged him forward. Soft, plush lips landed on his, feasting on him like he was her last meal.
    Blindly reaching for the side of his seat, he hit the button to shove it back as far as it could go. When it stopped, he grabbed Amber and pulled her over the consol. She went easily, clamoring over until her knees were wedged on either side of his hips. She ground her pussy against his cock, which was still threatening to burst through his jeans.
    Lips still fused together; there was a sudden descent of his seat. The back lowered, taking them with it. He didn’t give a shit as long as she kept her lush little body on top of his. He’d let her have this moment of control before he snatched it back and showed her how much of a dominant wolf he was.
    He skimmed his lips along her jaw and neck, nipping the delicate skin along the way. “Do we have a bet?” he murmured.
    A soft moan escaped her lips after he licked the soft spot where neck and shoulder met. “What?”
    He pushed against her shoulders to lift her slightly. He wanted to look into her eyes when they agreed to his terms. There would be no backing out, and his wolf would be able to tell a lie. “The bet. I’m thirty-five.”
    Her nostrils flared and she hesitated, licking her lips before speaking. “I’m thirty-six.”
    Oh, his mate was a pretty little liar. He tsked and nipped her chin. “Wrong answer. Do you want to try again?”
    Her