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relaxed right now, comfortable even, but soon she’d be right back in the heat, needing a male to help her out. She’d be insatiable for the next twenty-four hours. Would Beau be that male again? Would he feel comfortable in having her more than once?
    “Okay.” Hannah stayed silent for a few seconds. “Thank you?” It sounded weird thanking him for having sex, because clearly he had gotten just as much pleasure as she had. Hell, she had even sounded awkward saying it to him.
    He didn’t respond right away, took a step toward her, and then said, “Come here, Hannah.”
    She swallowed, moved off of the bed, the blanket still wrapped around her, and stopped in front of him. For a moment all he did was stare at her, and then he reached out and took the blanket from her body. He stared at her nude form, and then reached out and touched her bottom lip with his thumb.
    “I meant it when I said you’re mine, and that no other male will touch you,” he said in an absentminded voice, still staring at her mouth and then lifting his gaze to her eyes. He rubbed his thumb back and forth over her lip, and then touched her cheek with his big palm, cradling her head in his hand. “I’ve always wanted you since we were little and running around the backwoods, Hannah.”
    Her throat constricted at his words. “You’ve never said anything, Beau, never even acted like you wanted anything more with me.” They had been friends as children, but he was a few years older than her. He always went for the drop-dead gorgeous shifter females, and they had just drifted apart. And then those years of being apart had made them strangers. But now he looked at her as if he knew her, as if the time apart hadn’t been more than a blip in their lives.
    “Because I meant it when I said you’re too good for me, and that staying away was best. But I can’t do it anymore, baby. I don’t want to do it anymore.” He whispered the last part in his deeply husky voice. “And I can smell how you want me, and not just for my big dick.” He gave her a half smile.
    Hannah chuckled. “You’re cocky.” She sobered. “But you’re right. I do want more, Beau.”
    He leaned in and kissed her, and when he pulled back he cupped both of her cheeks and stared into her eyes. “Good, baby, that’s really fucking good, because I want you all to myself.” He moved back, grinned, and then tilted his head toward the door. “I’m going to go home and get ready.”
    “Get ready?”
    “To take you out. I figure you need food after I fucked you like that.” He grinned again, and she rolled her eyes. Yeah, he was arrogant, but she kind of found it endearing, even though that sounded strange. “Besides, you’ll still be in the heat for the next twenty-four hours, and no one will ease you but me.” He sounded so determined. “Are you okay with that, Hannah?”
    Was she? She licked her lips, stared at him, felt her feelings grow—the ones she had tried to bury, and nodded slowly. “Yeah, I’m okay with that.”
    He smiled, seeming pleased with her answer. He grabbed her nape, pulled her forward, and claimed her mouth in the most possessive kiss she had ever felt.
    “From this moment on you’re mine and I’m yours, baby. My wolf and human wants you.”
    And all she could do was sigh in contentment, because she could feel the truth in his words, sense them, and that was all she had ever wanted, even if she had tried to fight it. This was the beginning she hoped to her happily ever after.
    The End

Excerpt from Her Beast , a story from the Once Upon A Time (Twisted Fairytales: Vol 1) collection.

Her Beast
    “Did the agency tell you what types of pleasure I like?”
    “They were vague, and just explained I was to do what you said without any question.”
    He didn’t respond, and didn’t move. But he did inhale from his cigar again, blew out the smoke slowly, and then beckoned her forward with a crook of his finger. She took a step forward, but he