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A deep rumbly chuckle emits from his chest. “No need for that. I won’t ever look at another woman again, I can guarantee you that. Shifters will sense that I’m mated and humans are generally scared of shifters anyways. Even humans can sense danger.”

While the rest can wait, I have one more question I have to ask now. Do shifters mate only once?

“Yes, shifter mate for life. Once you are mated it’s permanent. There is no breaking the bond.” At his words, I sigh in relief.

I wish you would have found me sooner.

“That would have been nice, not only for my sake but for yours. But there is no use on dwelling on the past. You are here now, I’m you’re and you are mine.”

He is mine now, and forever. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

8

THORN

The last fewdays have been nothing but bliss. Having Abbie here to love and cherish has been the highlight of my entire life and I never ever want it to end. The fury I felt when Levi was here is long gone and replaced with content and happiness. Nothing in the world can bother me as long as she is with me.

I don’t mind her not talking and I don’t want to push her but I do wish to hear her beautiful voice just once. The glimpse I got when she was moaning was not enough to satisfy my need, it’s merely a taste I want more of.

“My little mate, I want to try something,” I tell her as I pull her onto my lap. “You don’t have to try talking but maybe you could try humming?”

She wrinkles her nose, clearly not pleased with my sudden request. She shrugs her shoulders slightly but then straightens her spine signaling that she is willing to give it a try.

Grabbing her hand, I lift it to my throat and place it there on my skin. As soon as her soft fingers touch my Adam's apple I humm a few notes. Curiously she stares at her hand as she feels thenotes on her hand. “See, it’s nothing to be scared of, simply a low vibration in your throat. No words.”

She gives me a half hearted smile before taking a deep breath. Her hand clutches mine like her life depends on it as she tries to mimic my humming. My heart races with anticipation as she forces out the first note. Her face scrunches up as if she is in pain while a low scratchy sound comes from her throat. The sound turns into a cough and I immediately regret making her try.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn't have made you try like this.” I lighty pad her back as she finishes coughing. I feel like such an asshole. “I’m sorry,” I repeat over and over again until her dainty hand lands on my chest and she places a soft kiss on my lips. I know if she could talk right now she would tell me that it’s okay, but I don’t feel like it is. I feel like I made her uncomfortable and I hate it.

“Let me make it up to you, my little mate.”

Her eyes go wide with questions before her eyebrows draw together in worry.

“Nothing to worry about,” I promise. “You are going to enjoy this very much. Even more than I will.” Gently, I move us around so that she is laying on the couch and I’m between her legs.

Her face turns a hue of pink as I spread her legs and drape them over my shoulders. She is only wearing one of my shirts and is bare underneath. Just the way I like it. The smell of her sex envelopes my senses. She smells almost sweet. I take in the scent and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

The animal inside of me is fighting to get out. I keep it down so I can focus on her pleasure. The wolf only wants to breed. To turnher over and fill her over and over until her womb carries my pup.

I softly kiss the inside of her thigh. I work my way down her leg until I kiss the top of her foot.

“It’s hard to contain myself, little mate. Your scent drives me to breed you.”

Her face is filled with lust. She looks like a wolf right now. Hunger and a primal urge fills her features. I make my way back up her leg toward her hot center. Her scent grows stronger by the second as she becomes more aroused.

I kiss her mound above her sex. An impatient gasp escapes her as her eyes practically beg me to take her in my mouth.

“Patience little one,” I tease

I take the tip of my tongue and glide it inside of her folds. Being careful not to hit her clit. I want it swollen and begging for touch. I take my hands and put them on the back of her knees. Pushing her forward, I force her hips up, exposing her tight little backdoor.

I make swirls with my tongue around her asshole. I replace my tongue with a finger and gently push inside of her as I focus my attention back to her center. Her core is drenched in her own juices and I happily lap them up.

Her hips begin to move and I know she is trying to guide me to her clit. I use my free hand to pin her hips to the couch.

“Your clit will get attention when I say it does. Stop moving.” I say locking eyes with her.

I wait until she nods her head in understanding to continue. The alpha in me demands that she submits. She will come when I allow it. After a few seconds I go back to my meal. Still not touching her clit I use my tongue to dive into her as deep as I can.

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