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and worked it with his tongue.
    She howled as she came. Not the full-throated release of the wolf, but the sound of a human female pushed to the breaking point and past. He let her finish, still stroking her bud, until she sagged against the bed, her legs spread around him. Only then did he ease the tip of his member between her folds and let her body ready itself for his invasion.
    “Now, Gray.” She sighed. “I’m ready.”
    Slowly, he pushed his way into her. Though his body ached to take her quickly, rushing to the conclusion, he couldn’t miss the sensation of his human organ entering her one inch at a time. The thing was long and thick, and yet, she took it easily until he was buried deep -- so deep -- inside her body.
    For a moment, he stayed where he was, his knees weak with pleasure. She possessed him now. She’d owned him the entire time, even if he only now realized it. Only a foolish male thought he could dominate his mate. The greatest union came with mutual surrender -- exactly what he had inside Cara.
    When he moved, she sighed and wrapped her legs around him. Holding her hips, he thrust slowly, sliding almost out and then surging forward. She gripped him, the walls of her sex slick with her musk.
    As furious as their wolven coupling was, this was more like a dance. He thrust, she raised her hips to meet him. He groaned, she gave out a long sigh. Her face became a mask of bliss, and she grasped her breasts, kneading them until the nipples stood erect. What a picture. Pure lust, all for him.
    Faster now. Damn, but he couldn’t hold back. Harder. The pressure built in his sac. He’d climax soon, and she’d take every bit of his heat. Tipping his head back as he strained against her, he fought for some control. Any way he could to delay the inevitable, to draw out the pleasure for one more moment. One more second. Useless. Too much. Too good.
    As his last thread of sanity snapped, she climaxed around his sex, clamping down on his member and then sending spasms along its length. They howled together as he released his seed into her. He came with his whole body, from his toes to his teeth.
    Even when it ended -- when he’d given her everything he had and her shouts turned to whimpers -- her muscles still fluttered around him. Aftershocks that testified to their reality. They’d just made magic, created something greater than two people. Or wolves. They’d truly joined and would never be apart again.

 
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Gray’s mate hardly sat throughout the entire pack meeting. He watched her perch on a chair at the end of the table and then flit here and there. The matriarch, the older alpha female with graying hair and a body softened by time and childbearing, sat quietly as the others talked, but her eyes followed her daughter’s movements. She was worried. About Cara. Cara had a mate now, and he’d take care of things.
    “So, Gray, where do you come from,” the mother, Bess, asked. “Who’s your pack?”
    “He doesn’t have a pack,” Joe said. As the largest male, this brother had loaned Gray a robe like the others wore. “Cara made him in her lab.”
    Bess looked toward his mate, who stood by a window staring out. “Is this true?”
    Cara didn’t answer but continued to look outside. Silence fell over the room, even as it was filled with all of Cara’s sibs and their mates. Of the mates, only Ilse’s had spoken since the discussion had started. It was his house, after all.
    “Well?” Bess prompted.
    “She was making some kind of bionic mate in her lab when I visited,” Ilse said. “It looked like Gray.”
    Bess trained her attention on him. “What do you say, young man?”
    “I don’t remember anything before the lab,” he answered. “Maybe they’re right.”
    Joe gestured toward Gray. “He’s a damned machine.”
    “He’s not a machine.” Cara finally turned from the window. “Ilse took care of that.”
    “What is she talking about?” Bess