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her up his body.
    “Not this time, baby girl. I can’t handle your mouth on my cock right now.”
    “What about my pussy? Can you handle my pussy on your cock right now?” she teased.
    “Yes, you little brat,” he laughed and smacked her ass.
    She grabbed his cock and guided him into her opening. He watched as she rocked back and forth, sliding up and down his dick until her pussy swallowed every inch of him.
    “God damn, that is so fucking hot.”
    “I’m so close,” she said, still enjoying the feeling of him filling her up.
    “Make me come with you, baby girl.”
    She remembered what he’d said earlier, and she placed her hands on his chest and started moving up and down, faster and harder. She tried desperately to give him what he wanted, even as her orgasm rocked through her, leaving her movements stilted and uncoordinated.
    Mark grabbed her hips and lifted her up and down, taking what he wanted as another orgasm surged through her body. Suddenly, he held her down on his throbbing cock and yelled her name as warm liquid filled her. When he released her hips, she collapsed on top of him. They were still joined, and her body tingled all over from the force of her release.
    Mark enveloped her in his arms, and kissed her forehead.
    “You’re amazing,” he whispered.
    “So are you,” she whispered back.
    She drifted off to sleep in her mate’s embrace.

Chapter Six
     
    Tracey woke surrounded by warmth. Somehow they had made it under the covers and Mark lay behind her with a heavy muscled arm draped over her waist, and his hard cock pressed against her ass. Her muscles ached from their love-making the night before, but she still wanted him again.
    After his possessive claims in the living room, she’d felt certain of his feelings, but she couldn’t overlook the fact that he hadn’t marked her. She hadn’t marked him either, but she’d expected him to bite her first.
    Had he been so caught up in the moment it slipped his mind, or did he never intend to mark her? She knew she would have to talk to him eventually, but she wanted to shower and get dressed first.
    She slowly slid out of bed and raced to the shower. Tears threatened under the hot water, but she forced them away. Her emotions felt out of control and she understood she might be overreacting.
    She finished her shower and padded softly into the bedroom to get dressed.
    “Good morning, baby girl.”
    She jumped and let out a little scream.
    “Oh my god, Mark! You scared me to death.”
    “Sorry,” he laughed. “Why didn’t you wait for me? I could have washed your back…and your front, and between your legs, and—”
    “Stop it,” she begged. The images of him soaping her up caused her cheeks to heat. “I didn’t want to wake you.”
    “Are you sure that’s the only reason you left me here all alone?” he asked, as if he understood her doubts.
    “I’m sure,” she lied. “Now that you’re up, why don’t you shower while I make breakfast?”
    He got out of the bed and stalked toward her, fully naked, mindless of his hard cock.
    “Next time we shower together,” he promised, and brushed his lips against hers in a gentle kiss. “Merry Christmas, baby girl.”
    “Merry Christmas,” she whispered, breathlessly.
    He kissed her forehead and walked past her to the bathroom.
    She got dressed and hurried into the kitchen. He joined her as she placed the omelets on the table, and he grabbed the plate of toast and butter. They ate mostly in silence, but it was comfortable and she liked that he didn’t feel the need to talk every second.
    “Want to watch a movie?” she asked when the dishes were done and put away.
    “Yes, but I want to give you your gift first.”
    He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the living room.
    “You got me a gift? Oh, Mark, you shouldn’t have. I don’t have anything for you.”
    “Actually, you do,” he turned to face her.
    “No, really, I don’t have—”
    “Your gift to me is you, baby girl.