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shouted. “So beautiful, so damn good!”
    He sat up and sealed her to his chest with an arm thrown across her shoulders. He thrust hard, and she screamed. Tremors rocked her small body, but he didn’t hold off to see if she would reach another orgasm. He could no longer hold it together. His come exploded forth until it drained him.
    “See what you made me do?” he whispered in her ear.
    When he was empty and spent, he laid down, taking her with him. He pulled his dick free but spooned her ass. With a thigh thrown over hers, he pinned her in place. Sleep began to settle over him at last, and he shut his eyes.
    “Stay, Deja. Don’t leave again. Stay with me.”

Chapter Four
     
    Deja pushed her cart toward the back of the grocery store and perused the various meats on display. Her mood said steak, but her budget said chicken. She frowned comparing prices. If she didn’t want to depend on Heath to pay her bills, she had to live within her means. He’d already been pissed off when she’d chosen to leave his bed and their home the next morning after their night of hot sex, but he’d almost blown a gasket when she told him she would move into her own apartment rather than stay with his parents. Having her own place again meant sticking with the post office. Just thinking about it made her want to gag, but she refused to go back to Heath. Not yet. He needed to recognize that he didn’t rule her, and he needed to get a grip on his tiger. The man acted like she wasn’t dealing with this change too and that she should just fall in line. Well, she wouldn’t.
    “I suggest the wings,” a woman at her side said. “They package them in bigger groupings, making you feel like you get more food for less money.”
    Deja laughed. “Yeah, I’m not fooled.”
    “Me neither.” The pretty brunette held out her hand, and Deja took it to shake. “Melanie Butler.”
    “Deja Clark. Nice to meet you.”
    They each selected their meats and continued side by side talking. There was something open and easygoing about the woman, and talking to her felt natural as if they’d been friends a while.
    “So who are you seeing?” Melanie asked.
    Deja stiffened. “Um, I’m not seeing anyone at the moment. Me and my boyfriend had a falling out.”
    Melanie frowned. “I’m sorry. I know how it is though. I have had one string of bad relationships after another, so I’m not in that much of a hurry with Carter.”
    Deja’s brows went up. “You’re dating Carter?”
    “Yeah, you know him?”
    She hesitated. “A little. He’s…”
    Melanie blushed. “I know. He’s much older than I am, but like I said, I haven’t had much luck with men.”
    Deja guessed Melanie to be in her midtwenties at the oldest, and Carter had to be pushing forty, if not there. Still, she saw genuine affection in her new friend’s eyes, along with uncertainty.
    “I’ve told him I want to take it slow.”
    “Girl, take it at your own pace whether he likes it or not. No one says you have to get married tomorrow. Do what’s right for you.” Now that she thought of it, Deja wasn’t sure if anyone in Siberia went through with the actual ceremony of a marriage. They lived by the mates thing or by the laws Ward had devised.
    Rather than gain comfort from what Deja said, Melanie seemed to grow agitated. “Tell that to the shifter whose middle name is aggression. Wait, they’re all like that.”
    Deja chuckled. “I guess you’re right.” She was about to say “we are” when another woman jumped into the conversation.
    “It’s not just the men. It’s the females too.” The woman parked her cart alongside Deja’s and scanned their surroundings as if looking to see if anyone would overhear their conversation. Somehow, Deja knew whatever the woman was about to say would be offensive to her kind. “No one could compete with them, not when they might as well be whores.”
    Deja clamped down on her teeth to keep the growl in. “Excuse me?”
    “I’m