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right now, but I don’t want to push you.”
    “Push me, pull me. At this point, you can do anything you want to me.”
    He laughed. “I’d rather give you the control until I know your limits.”
    “ How awesome is he? ”
    How awesome is it that I can hear how awesome you think I am?
    She giggled and clamped her hands over her mouth as if she’d spilled the beans out loud. He laughed with her then said, “Just think how well this can work. You can tell me what you like and don’t like without saying a word.”
    “I have the feeling you don’t need my coaching.”
    “Think of it as guidance. I want you to enjoy the experience fully.”
    “I already have, but you haven’t.”
    “Are you ready for me?”
    “Why don’t you find out?”
    He almost growled, but his animal instincts needed to be kept in check. God knows what he might communicate if he wasn’t careful. Better stay away from doggy-style too. He might be tempted to mark her as his own with a bite to her neck. It was too soon for that.
    Grabbing a condom from his nightstand, he ripped open the packet with his teeth and rolled the latex over his hard cock.
    “You’re not allergic to latex, are you?”
    She shook her head and then her eyes went wide. “Oh, God. What do people do if they are?”
    He kneeled between her legs and lowered his face to kiss her neck and shoulder. “As long as neither of us break out in a rash, it’s none of my business.” He nibbled along the long column of her soft, sensitive flesh. Roz?
    “Yes?”
    Does this feel good?
    “Oh, yes.”
    He worked his way down and stopped to suckle her breast. And this?
    “You know how good that feels.” How convenient that he could ask her for guidance telepathically without breaking the glorious suction.
    Konrad let out a telepathic throaty chuckle and continued paying homage to both of her breasts. She arched and moaned her appreciation.
    When she seemed thoroughly relaxed, he shifted his position and poised his cock close to her opening. He tested her with two fingers first. She rocked against his fingers as if she were making love to them.
    Oh, yeah, she was ready.
    “Do you accept me?”
    Roz looked up at him with surprise, but eventually whispered, “Yes.”
    “Do you accept yourself?”
    Apparently she couldn’t answer that since she turned her face away from him.
    Damn. Someday, you will. “Do you at least believe that I accept you?”
    She nodded. “Yes.”
    Konrad smiled and entered her slowly, only an inch at a time. “Are you okay, angel?”
    She purred her affirmation.
    At last he was fully seated inside her, and she opened her eyes. Smiling up at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Well, are you going to go for it, or what?”
    Konrad grinned and moved in and out of her channel slowly. She held his gaze, and something special passed between them, some flicker of golden light.
    Could it be love? So soon?
    “I’m fine. You can go faster…if you want to.”
    Whew, apparently she hadn’t heard his thought and misinterpreted whatever look crossed his face.
    She closed her eyes, and he increased his rhythm. Her hips rose to meet him, thrust for thrust. She opened her mouth occasionally and little mewls of pleasure escaped.
    This type of lovemaking was different for Konrad. He was truly more interested in his partner’s enjoyment than his own. Correction—his mate’s. Holding back from giving into his feral nature had always been difficult, but for some reason he was content to go slow and make sex last with Roz. It occurred to him that he was making love, not just fucking. So that’s the difference!
    “ What’s the difference, lover? ”
    The familiar pressure began to build at the base of his spine. There was no way he could answer her now. This wasn’t the time for a philosophical discussion, especially one that might sound like they were rushing into a serious relationship. He increased his speed again, and Roz rocked faster, staying right with