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you.”
    Samuel’s gaze went serious, and he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her with rising savagery as he answered her words the only way he could.
    Misty slid her arms around him and reached up his back to pull herself up with her grip on his shoulders. He caught her with hands under her ass, and he supported her when she locked her ankles behind his back.
    He held her with one hand and pressed his cock against her. She was wet but not ready, and he slid the head against her. Misty felt herself go from damp to slick in a few strokes, and when he settled against her, the tip of his erection slipped into her.
    Misty squirmed against him, working herself on him and trying to take him deeper. The teasing sensation of the tip of him inside her opening increased her frantic twisting.
    She whimpered against his mouth and bit at his lower lip while she tried to impale herself.
    Samuel finally lifted her until she could just barely feel him inside her. With a deliberate push, he pressed deep before lifting her once again. This time, he went deeper and she moaned into his mouth.
    Her body lifted and dropped in the rhythm that he set, and it was a slow and deliberate beat.
    Misty clutched at him and held tight, moving with him as much as she could with her body weight resting in his palms.
    The friction between them rubbed her breasts against his chest, and his cock rubbed the front wall of her channel. With three weeks of longing behind her, she clutched at him and shook in his grip, breaking the kiss to bury her head against his neck.
    He bounced her rapidly and moaned low, quivering against and inside her.
    Misty didn’t know how she was going to get down. Samuel didn’t seem to be in any shape to help her.
    He bent his head and whispered in her ear. “Why did we do that standing up?”
    He sounded exhausted and it made her smile.
    “Because we were both naked and the blanket is still in the picnic basket. I hate grass burns.”
    He ran his hands up and down her back slowly before lifting her off his cock. She flinched at the lack of heat inside her but settled her feet on the ground, locking her knees to keep from landing butt first on the grass.
    While she watched, Samuel went over to the basket and flicked out the blanket, kneeling on it and extending his hand to her.
    Though she could stand, she wasn’t sure she could walk. She moved slowly and carefully, ignoring the cum slipping down her inner thigh.
    Kneeling was a definite relief.
    Samuel reached out and cuddled her against his chest. He kissed her forehead and cheeks before lapping at her lips. “Hello, mate.”
    She blushed and looked up into his amber eyes. “Hello.”
    Misty had her mate and she didn’t know anything about him.
     

Chapter Six
     
     
    Misty knew one thing, Samuel put out a ton of body heat. When he started to purr, she jumped in his arms.
    “I didn’t know you did that.”
    He grinned, “One of the mysteries of my species. We don’t roar, we yowl and purr.”
    Misty curled against him and enjoyed the feel of his hands slowly caressing her bare skin. “Interesting.”
    “I think so. Now, how is it that you haven’t gotten a mate before now?”
    She chuckled at the reference to her forward behaviour. “I had to wait until I finished my turn with the Council. It has been hanging over my head since I was fourteen. I knew that I would be called upon at some time, but I had no idea when. It has always been up to the Council which member of my family would be selected, but it would happen before I turned thirty.”
    He caressed her hip. “Why your family?”
    “Escaped convicts. Seriously. My great, great grandfather married an aboriginal woman in Australia, and they had to flee, with their children, to North America.”
    “An actual convict?”
    She chuckled. “He was. He was a housebreaker and pickpocket.”
    “You sound proud.”
    “I am. He survived the deportation and managed to not only find love but to escape his fate and