Page 21 of Gavin

She stared at him intently and he immediately wondered what she was thinking. He hoped she thought he was good looking, because he sure as hell thought she was incredible. She had long, pale blond hair that was almost white like her fur and the prettiest light blue eyes. Not to mention she had curves for days and lips that were made for kissing.

He hoped she didn’t mind that he was a tiger, because he thought it was cool as hell that she was an albino wolf.

She looked adorable in the worn, borrowed T-shirt.

He bet she looked better out of it.

Down boy.

He chided himself on his inner monologue wanting to rush things. She was sexy, and he couldn’t help but think sexy thoughts. But she’d come from a shitty situation and was clearly still feeling things out. The last thing she needed was him pawing at her, even though his tiger thought mating and marking her was the best idea on the planet.

He cleared his throat but didn’t know what to say.

She walked toward him slowly, her hips swaying and her eyes simmering with the amber of her wolf. She brushed up against him and a rush of her scent wrapped around him, heady with the scent of her arousal.

His fangs tingled in his gums as he cupped her face and stared down at her.

“Sexy female,” he murmured.

She licked her lips and nudged him backward. He took a step back and she mirrored him until the back of his legs hit the chair and he sat. She straddled his legs and settled on his lap.

“I want to talk,” she whispered huskily.

“We can.”

“But I want something else more. I’ve never felt so…I don’t even know how to articulate what I’m feeling. It’s too fast, but I can’t help myself.”

“We’re truemates, Sadie.”

He cupped her face again and she closed her eyes with a hum. “I know.”

“We can do whatever we want because we belong together. I was made for you, I’ve been waiting for you.” He leaned up a little and brushed his lips along her jaw, and she shivered.

“I was waiting for you too.”

She tilted her head and met his lips. The kiss went instantly from soft to desperate, as if neither of them could get enough of each other and they didn’t know how long they had.

Which was true on both counts.

He certainly couldn’t get enough of her. She smelled like heaven and tasted like a dream. He’d never been so turned on in his life, and it made his tiger so happy that she was right there with him.

“Damn, I want you, Gavin,” she said softly against his lips. She pressed the apex of her thighs against his denim-clad erection with a low groan.

“I’ve never wanted anyone more than I want you. Fucking sweetest angel, temptress, and vixen mixed up together.”

Her eyes flashed to red and she grinned, leaning in for another kiss.

As their tongues tangled, he slipped his hands up the outside of her thighs and under the shirt, lifting it slowly up her body. She lifted from the kiss long enough for him to help her tug theshirt off. He leaned forward for another kiss and cupped her breasts. They fit perfectly in his palms, heavy and tipped with tight nipples. He played with them, tugging lightly and pinching gently until she writhed on him with a wanton moan.

She played her hands over his upper body and then tugged on the shirt, and they stopped kissing long enough for him to pull the shirt off and toss it behind him.

She made an appreciative sound and smiled at him, then reached for the button of his jeans. As their lips met, his brain misfired and his tiger let out a happy purr.

He lifted his hips and helped her push his jeans down his thighs, and before he could get them all the way off, she grasped his cock with a wicked smile and then slowly lowered herself down on it.

She was hot and tight and they fit together perfectly.

He brought her to him again for another kiss as they just stayed still, joined together. He’d never felt more connected to a person in his life, and he hadn’t known her for long. He couldn’t imagine how much sweeter their connection would grow as they spent more time together.

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