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she had been so understanding of us?” The chuckle that came from Luke’s throat was demonic.
    “I think I’d save that minor revelation for the honeymoon, little brother.”
    Caine found a place beside his brother’s gaze to watch. Three minutes and one woman. The only things that had ever come between them. Until now, it would seem. But Luke’s breathing told him that he wasn’t finished purging his pain and adding to that list of wedges yet.
    “Think she’s going to understand when you flip her over and fuck her like she’s a German Shepherd? Or when you bite into her hard enough to draw blood when you come? And when you get aroused again by licking the very wound you inflicted upon her?”
    Caine took deep breaths to keep his anger in check. He knew that power, true power at least, sometimes meant letting someone else appear to have it for moments in time. Caine knew this because he was the alpha. And he was the alpha because he knew it.
    Human ego and rage, Caine could control. And this thought gave him hope in his battle against his other human weaknesses.
    Like the ones coursing through his human heart and mind as he thought about the female he’d just pleased.
    “Caine, do you honestly think the woman is not going to freak out when you tell her what we are?” His look questioned Caine as harshly as his words had. But Caine remained silent at his brother’s anger. “That wasn’t your wife underneath you. Finding a bitch who enjoys being fucked like Meagan enjoyed it isn’t going to happen again,” he grumbled. Caine’s continued silence seemed to force Luke to continue.
    “We have to breed, Caine. And we have to breed soon,” Luke nodded. “The new packs are announcing every day that cubs have been conceived.” Caine saw from the corner of his eye that Luke was holding up his hand, all five fingers extended.
    “Five months, Caine.” He nodded. “That smell has come down wind every four weeks for five months now and you still haven’t mounted her. I know you like the sickening, emotional aspects of mating, Caine, but we don’t have the luxury of waiting until you find another bitch who enjoys the way you like to fuck, little brother.”
    Caine finally brought his eyes to meet his twin’s.
    “She seemed to enjoy the way I fucked her tonight,” he stated with a growl. “How many other women do you know could come with a wolf grinding against her clit?”
    Luke threw up his hands and shook his head, and then grinned a quiet, challenging grin at his superior.
    “You know, I think you’re right, Caine. I think maybe she did know.”
    The sarcastic tone of Luke’s voice made the human hair on Caine’s arms stand up. And it forced him to look back into his brother’s eyes just in time for him to finish his verbal assault. Luke cocked his head to the side and the scar puckered even more under the increased smile.
    “Just like I happen to think that your wife knew exactly who fucked her that night.”
    * * * * *
     
    Did I finally score?
    Lee opened his eyes just enough to see the tail of a housecoat. The fur throw underneath him was wet and his ass hurt like something really awful had just happened to him.
    She was standing right next to him. He could smell her, although he couldn’t get his eyes to focus enough to see up her robe. So Lee closed his eyes and tried to remember what had happened to his poor ass. Her voice droned on in the background but he didn’t think she was talking to him. It wouldn’t have done any good anyway, he decided.
    He was still too stoned to answer even if she was.
    “Yes, I checked him over thoroughly. Temp’s normal. No. No worms, no fleas. Nothing.”
    Temp? Worms?
    I didn’t score.
    Lee let out a long doggy breath and rode the wave of teenage sexual energy and frustration that seemed to be very adept at getting him into trouble. Had he not been so enamored by her smile and voice when she’d spoken to him, he’d be at home in his bed right now. Looking