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“Then this is going to be fun. And fucking hot.”

Fun.

I could do fun. I wasLyssaafter all. I spun back around, moved to stand directly before the bed, and seriously studied the toys. After a few minutes, I picked up the handcuffs, a very small, very purple butt plug, and a pink vibrator that looked like a pencil.

“Fuck, those are good choices.”

Johnny leaned past me and grabbed the small samples of lube that looked like ketchup packages. “We’ll need these, too.”

Then he reached out, hooked a finger in the front of the towel wrapped around me, and pulled. The towel fell to my feet.

I was bare.

“Fuck.” He plucked off his cowboy hat and tossed it on the dresser. “I’m going to take the fastest shower ever. When I come out, I want you on the bed using that vibrator. You better be nice and wet, or I’ll spank that ass.”

Oh my. That deep voice. That dark stare. That promise.

While he’d been bold and had talked dirty before, this took things to a whole new level. He was uninhibited when it came to sex. Wild, too. I loved it. But now?

Wow. All I could say was, “Okay.”

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JOHNNY

When I gotout of the shower, my cock was so hard I could drill into rock with it.

Fuck. My mate wanted me to put her in cuffs, spank her plugged ass, and use a vibrator on her. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven.

This couldn’t get any better.

Oh yeah, actually it could, my wolf reminded me.

I’d teased myself by having licked and kissed along her neck and shoulder. I could claim her as mine forever.

Tonight. Now, my wolf urged.

The light of the nearly full moon glinted through the windows and skylight in the bunkhouse, soaking me with the need to mark her.

But she wasn’t ready for that. She just met me a day ago. I was lucky as hell she’d agreed to come back to Wolf Ranch with me to explore this thing between us some more, but she wasn’t in love yet. She wasn’t willing to spend the rest of her life with me.

She certainly wasn’t ready to find out I was a different species from her. One that had an animal form that ran and howled under the full moon. And even if she was ready for that–how would I ever be able to tell her about my new role with the pack? That I was an enforcer sent out by the Council to eliminate threats to our existence? Meaning, I was a killer.

No, I couldn’t think about that part. It was enough just to fight my nature and not mark her.

I had to be careful. Restraining her with the cuffs would thrill my wolf, but I couldn’t let it off-leash. Couldn’t allow myself to lose control and sink my teeth into her flesh–embed my scent there for all to smell that she belonged to me now.

That could come later. Hopefully before the next full moon, but I’d wait as long as it took. I’d follow this female across the Earth to prove I was her man. That I’d do anything to make her happy, protect her, and fuckingpleaseher.

I intended to thoroughly impart that last message tonight.

I stepped into my bedroom.

“Oh,dayum.”

Just as I’d ordered in my bossiest voice, Lyssa lay naked in the middle of the bed, the noisy toy between her legs, her face flushed and eyes bright. The scent of her arousal filled the room and nearly made my canines descend to mark her.

I sucked in deep breath to get my wolf on leash.

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