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    Alfred approached him and calmly backhanded him. The crack of knuckles against flesh rang in the clearing in a way the snarls hadn’t. That action caused her to flinch where the melee hadn’t. It was brutal, this pack discipline, but necessary to keep the younger alphas in order. Geoffrey was unconscious; his body slumped in silence on the grass, only the telltale movement of his chest giving proof of life.
    Sirnel was watching, still in wolf form. As she crumpled to the ground in shock he came to her and licked her chin. She wanted him to lick a lot more than that, but not in this form.
    Her thoughts shocked her and the wetness seeping from her shocked her even more. It wasn’t like her to chase tail. Especially anthropomorphic tail.
    As she wrapped her arms around him she felt him shiver and fur gave way to flesh. Arms tightened around her and she was burying her face in the crook of his neck while she hid from Alfred’s brutality.
    “Thank you for choosing me, Melissande. You won’t regret it.” His voice sent gooseflesh down her spine. She was shaking, but no longer knew if it was shock or lust. She really hoped that lust would win.
    “I know I won’t. I just hope you don’t.” She answered him in a voice so quiet he barely heard her.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 9
     
     
    Mel’s head spun as a whirlwind of declarations and confirmations as well as a signed contract occurred in rapid succession. She was bundled into a waiting car and the next thing she knew, Sirnel was driving her off into the afternoon.
    Half an hour later a house loomed in front of them. It was a one-floor bungalow, but it was anything but modest.
    A railing and a porch surrounded the house on all sides, three steps led to the main door but a patio and an outdoor dinette set were visible on the left side of what had to be Sirnel’s home.
    A wave of trepidation broke over her as she realized that her life had come to a crisis point. It was now or never. Surrender her virginity and possession of her talents to Sirnel, or run like hell and hope he didn’t feel like chasing her. Yeah right.
    As he came around to open her door and caught her into an embrace so steamy that her toes curled, she knew that a chase would be on.
    “Would you care to see the inside of my house? Or do you want me to fuck you up against the car?”
    “Uhh. Inside please.” The whole virginity thing was going to come up, and based on his erection, it was already up. “There is something you need to know.”
    His arm curved around her waist and she was escorted into his home with all state and propriety. Well, as proper as a guy could be when he was sporting a raging boner and sliding his hand down onto her ass.
    The kitchen and living room were blurs as he hustled her to the bedroom. His bed was a king sized monstrosity and the bank of windows that ran the length of one wall contained a set of French doors that led out onto the patio that she had noted earlier.
    She was given no chance to absorb any more of the details as he took possession of her mouth once again; she trembled in his arms, her lips parting under his assault. His tongue lapped at her and she felt his tongue scraping across her teeth. A sharp giggle and he slipped inside to taste her own tongue. When she reciprocated she heard a satisfied growl and his muscles bunched under her hands. In an instant she was falling through the air and felt the impact of a firm surface beneath her back. His body followed her to the bed and she was soon writhing beneath him, trying to dislodge him from her hair. It was only when a sharp tug produced a yelp from her that he let her up for air.
    “Ow, you’re on my hair.” She struggled up against the headboard and sat up. “And, I am a virgin. This is my first time.”
    The lust in his eyes faded slightly, “What?” He shook his head to clear it, then focused on her words.
    “I haven’t had sex before. You are my first.”
    “What?” It still