Page 77 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

I lifted an eyebrow. “Hunter and I were never happening. Neither of you have ever been the plan.”

He let out a breath. Then nodded.

“And you and I are just friends, remember?” I tossed out, since he couldn’t let that one go.

“That’s bullshit. We’re not uncrossing that river.” He put his hands on my face, cupping my cheeks as he tilted my head back and kissed me lightly.

Slowly.

Sweetly.

I never would’ve thought Clay could manage sweet, but he did. And he did it perfectly.

When he pulled away, my heartbeat had picked up.

“It was a bridge,” I whispered.

His forehead creased.

“We didn’t cross a river. We crossed a bridge.”

The crease smoothed, and his lips curved slightly.

“What are you suggesting?” I asked.

“Friends with benefits.”

“Friends with benefits don’t wash each other’s underwear or suggest living together.”

“In the right situations they do, and both of ours were the right situation.”

I didn’t agree, but I wasn’t going to fight with him about it.

“But we can nix that. You can decide what friends with benefits are and aren’t allowed to do. As far as I’m concerned, as long as you’re spending heat with me, I’m in.”

“And here I thought you wanted to screw me outside of heat too,” I tossed back.

His eyes flashed with the wolf, and he hauled me off my feet, spinning me around and setting me on the dresser. My legs went around his ass, and he kissed me again.

Harder.

Rougher, too.

His hand slid under the massive shirt I had on, finding one of my tits before he dragged a thumb over my nipple.

He took my bottom lip between his teeth as he pulled me tighter against him. “Are you wet for me yet?”

“No,” I breathed, knowing he’d hear the lie.

His lips stretched against mine. “Good girl.” He parted my thighs further, and pulled his cock out. “I’ve been fucking my hand for weeks. I want you here and now.”

“Now? The walls are like paper. People will?—”

“Hear you come for me? They better. I want this whole pack to know that you belong to me.”

I sucked in a breath as he brushed the tip of his cock over my entrance. “You didn’t mention that this arrangement would be exclusive, Savage. Or that we’d be telling people about it.”

“I would think my friend knows damn well that I don’t share.” He took a fistful of my hair and used the grip to tilt my head to the side so he could lick and suck on my neck.

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