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would do anything for you. I just want to make you happy. I love you, let me love you…” he asked, endearingly earnest.
    My eyebrows flew up to meet my bangs. This big, strong Alpha was giving me the choice. Not making it for me. I nearly didn’t know what to do, I was gobsmacked.
    “Yes,” the words flew out of my mouth, straight from my heart, bypassing any thought process, “I’ll let you love me. And, if you’re very lucky…I’ll love you back.” My mouth curved up in a grin and I threw him a saucy wink, not worrying about consequences for once. I was not afraid. I would never be afraid again — not with Adam by my side.
    I nearly had everything I had ever wanted. “Now, I think the next part involves a hunt…?”
    “The mating hunt,” he returned my grin, his voice low and husky. “I thought you’d never ask.” His eyes glittered with excitement as he looked around the small room, fake concern on his face. “It’ll be a short hunt, I think…” Quick as a flash, his arms shot out.
    With a squeal, I dodged capture, adrenaline and lust flooding me. “I’ll try and make it interesting for you…” I murmured, dodging another sweep of his long arms.
     

CHAPTER SIX
    Claire
    I jumped over a fallen couch, its frame sagging in a broken shamble on the floor. A low growl filled the cabin as Adam stalked toward the obstacle, his body rigid with lust, the pheromones wrapping around me in thick waves, heating my blood to boiling. It was like wading through molasses, I knew I had to run, but every cell in my body screamed for him, wanting him near, to caress…and lick…and bite.
    I shivered, my nipples hardening with desire, my pussy growing damp and welcoming. I wanted to wrap myself around the thick, hard length of him, rubbing until the ache in my belly erupted…
    “Tired of the games already, sweetheart?”
    “Never,” I quipped back, gripping the side of the couch, waiting for him to pounce.
    He moved to the right, I stepped to the left — too late to realize he had doubled back, and he had his arms wrapped around me, lifting me up, his long strides eating up the room.
    Yeah, I had wanted to be caught, I admitted to myself, rubbing my breasts against his chest, marking him with my scent.
    Mine …
    I opened my mouth to echo my wolf, only to be silenced by his firm lips capturing mine, aggressively possessing and worshiping, all at the same time.
    My tongue darted out, tangling with his, tasting him. Sweet Mother, I wanted more — I growled my demand into his mouth, my nails digging into his back, urging him closer.
    Shoving open a door, he strode across a room, toward the largest bed I had ever seen, the white linen all fluffy and inviting.
    “Mother of All, you’re killing me, Claire,” he groaned against my mouth, lowering me to the bed. “Need to go slow…”
    “No! Don’t you fucking dare…I want you — here…” I grabbed his hand, pulling it down my stomach until his fingers tangled in my moist curls.
    “Fuck, you’re all wet and…” He rubbed his thumb in slow circles, grazing my clit — sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me.
    “Enough talk, more action,” I panted, thrusting my hips towards him, and pulling his lips back down to mine. I threaded my free hand down, tracing the dips and ridges of his stomach, until I reached my prize, grasping firmly and drawing a strangled groan.
    Pumping slowly, I smoothed the silky skin over the core of steel, my thumb brushing the tip, collecting the sticky evidence of his arousal.
    His spine arched, his fingers probing between my lips, tentative at first, then thrusting deep inside me, stroking in and out.
    “Yes,” I hissed, my thighs trembling, as a void deep inside of me started to fill, expanding and swirling, every nerve ending focused on the pressure building inside of me.
    He pulled his fingers out, lifting them to his mouth. With intense deliberation, he slowly licked them clean. One…by…one. “You taste like