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"I want you to meet my family, first," I explained, "and see what you're getting into. Then we can talk about mating."

His throat bobbed when he swallowed. "You want me to meet your family?"

I nodded. "My parents promised not to harass you too much, but the others can be a handful. And my nephew will probably hate you, but he hates everyone, including me. I'll be his least favorite uncle if I miss his party tomorrow."

"Have you talked to him?"

I laughed. "My brother texted me an hour ago to ask if I had the Wonderdog yet. I don't need to talk to him to know what will happen when I show up without one."

He sighed and pulled me into his lap. "I'm sorry. That sucks."

I couldn't think about my family anymore, not when I felt Connor's hard cock nudging me through our clothes.

"There are other things we can do tonight that don't involve getting pregnant," I said.

12

CONNOR

Ben kissedme hard and leaned against my chest. His tongue teased between my lips and then invaded when I gave him room. He wrapped his arms around my neck and held me still while he plundered my mouth with his tongue.

I groaned, and he pulled back. "You can't just say things like that and then kiss me like that," I said. "I'll come too soon."

His laugh sounded downright wicked, and he kissed me again. "I've heard stamina only improves with practice."

"I hope so." I kissed him this time, cupping his cheeks. "Lots and lots of practice."

"You didn't exactly answer me about being a virgin," he whispered against my lips after another tiny kiss.

I tried to get some distance between us and only managed to knock my head against the padded leather headboard. "My best friend growing up was a beta. We fooled around a lot, and he was my first everything. Since then, it's been mostly betas and the occasional alpha when I'm desperate to be topped."

"You weren't joking about being vers?"

"Why would I joke about that?"

With wide eyes and mouth working a mile a minute, he spoke in squeaks and squawks, none of which made sense.

"You're my mate," I said. "I want to be honest with you. Always."

He frowned. "I don't know what being mates means yet. I read it, but it still seems surreal." He sat back on his heels and pulled on the hem of his shirt. "I can tell you I want to be your mate, and I'll do my best to tell you the truth, too."

"And right now, you want to fuck me?"

His lips curved into the sweetest smile I'd ever seen. "Definitely. Let me get a condom."

I slid down the bed, repositioning him as I went so his legs were between my spread ones.

"We don't need a condom," I said once we were settled. "Shifters don't get human diseases, and I can't get pregnant."

He kissed me again, stealing my breath as he claimed me more thoroughly than any mating mark could.

"I need you naked, Connor."

He sat up to unbutton his shirt, and I did the same. Then, he hopped off the bed, displaying his backside to me as he shucked off his pants and underwear all at once. He stayed bent over to remove his socks, and I forgot what I was doing.

"Connor," he chided when he stood. "Pants. Off. Now."

This was really happening. Ben followed my every move as I unhooked the button of my corduroy pants, unzipped the zipper over my rock-solid cock, and tried to slide my pants and briefs down my hips at the same time, like he did. My cock got stuck in my waistband, and then it slapped my belly with a hard thwack.

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