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seen. She looked at him and didn’t look away when he stared back.
    “Thank you,” he rumbled.
    She blinked and dropped her chin.
    Damn. He hadn’t meant to make her self-conscious.
    She surprised him, however, when she released his cock
and brought her come-covered fingers to her mouth. The sweet, pink tongue that
flicked out to taste his spend caused his vaunted supernatural recovery time to
kick into high gear.
    He hardened and Liz’s breathing accelerated again.
    “I want you, little wolf. Will you allow me to lie with
you?” His voice was bass-deep and echoed off the trees.
    Liz shuddered and nodded, eyes still focused below his
waist.
    There were so many things he wanted to do to her. He
wanted to feast on the nectar between her thighs. He wanted to work his cock
into her depths and feel her wrapped around him. He wanted to chase her again
and take her in the most primitive way when he caught her.
    His fingers were thick and clumsy as he worked the
button on her jeans free. He sent a brief thank you out into the universe that
Ari had schooled him in buttons and zippers. She’d claimed he’d need this
knowledge some day and she’d been right.
    Free of her jeans, Liz glanced at him through her
lashes. Those golden eyes peering up at him with such sweet innocence
threatened his control.
    When she got down on her hands and knees, her naked body
glowing in the muted light of the forest, he felt his control falter even more.
    A glance over her shoulder, teeth digging into her lip,
as she arched her back, offering him the sweetest of prizes after his hunt.
    All his humanity fled in the face of that bounty. His
beastly side wanted what she was offering and had no intention of waiting.
    A quick probe between her thighs told him she was
dripping with arousal. He slid his thick shaft along her slit, coating his cock
in her honey, bumping her clit and wringing a breathless noise from her.
    Then he was there, against her entrance, her body
looking far too delicate to take him in.
    He tried to pull back. He tried to go slow, but his
beastly side wasn’t about to stop unless his little wolf demanded it.
    Watching as his blunt head worked its way into her
depths was the single most pleasurable thing he’d ever experienced. Her body
flowered around him, opening up and letting him in with sweet suction and heat.
    She was making those whimpering pleasure noises he found
himself growing addicted to, so he kept going. Deeper, his cock disappearing
into her welcoming heat until he was buried to the hilt.
    He was big—his minotaur heritage hadn’t been fucking
around when he was made—but she took him in with ease. Her pussy was a hot vise
around him. Her thighs trembled against his.
    He wanted to feel her come. He wanted her internal
muscles to clamp down and hold on tight.
    Blanketing her, Akakios sought her slippery clit. Juices
poured over his fingers as he teased the stiffened nub. Her legs shook and her
back arched even further.
    “I’m…I’m…”
    He knew. She was close. He hadn’t started fucking her
yet and she was about to go off.
    He moved his finger faster. Her internal muscles pulsed
and more wetness coated his hand. Then she was coming, screaming with the
intensity.
    His ears rang and he rejoiced in it.
    His quiet little wolf wasn’t shy when it came to sharing
her pleasure. Every supernatural in the area would know what they’d just done.
    And they weren’t done yet.
    As his beautiful wolf slumped against the ground,
Akakios took a good grip on her hips and began to move. Liz moaned and weakly
thrust back against him.
    It was sweet how she wanted more.
    He gave it to her.
    Angling his hips, Akakios made sure his prodigious girth
butted against the wonderful place inside her that made her writhe. Ahh, yes.
There. She choked out a half-scream every time he hit it. The way she tightened
around him made him speed up and hammer that little spot.
    His own release was getting close. As much as he longed
to draw