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“Has my omega gone shy on me again? Is your wolf just as timid?”

My face filled with blazing heat. “I hope not. I didn’t let him out around alphas. I was afraid they would take advantage.”

“Such a good male, protecting your wolf like that.” He closed in and kissed my lips. “I hope he will trust me. You’re safe and sound with me.”

I nodded. “I know.”

We got in Erik’s car, and he drove almost an hour to a forested valley between two mountains, and as soon as I got out, I could hear other animals beyond the tree line.

“Should I turn around?” he asked, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

“No,” I said, gathering every drop of bravery I had. “I-I like your gaze on me.”

“Take your time,” he whispered.

I turned away and took off my shirt and then my shoes and pants and finally, with a loud sigh, dropped my boxers to the ground and looked back as Erik’s hungry gaze roamed my form. I felt loved. Adored.

No icky feeling whatsoever.

“My turn.” He removed all his clothes and shifted first. My wolf followed and took off at a run. It had been too long since I let him out. He was eager for the movement.

We ran until my furry legs were sore. Erik’s wolf lay on the ground, panting. He whined, wanting something from me. My wolf curled next to him, nuzzling his snout next. Our animals had bonded this afternoon. I knew Erik was my mate and so did my wolf, but bonding our animals sealed things deeper than any mating could ever. It was cosmic. Supernatural. Paranormal. Our animal spirits formed a connection that would last forever.

We shifted back and, this time, I was less sheepish about being naked in front of him. I suspected my shyness would completely wane after some time with Erik. Good thing we had the rest of our lives.

“Is it presumptuous to ask you to come home with me?” Erik asked.

“I was hoping you would.”

He kissed me then. Not like at the end of our date. That kiss was chaste and sweet. His lips barely grazed mine. Just as important but nothing like the passion-filled way he was loving me right now.

Erik pulled away, and I let out a whine. “Take me home, alpha.”

“Anything for you, omega.”

Chapter Sixteen

Erik

I drove him to my home. After all, I had promised to show him my collection. In the old movies, alpha male humans always wanted to show off their “etchings.” I’d never actually been sure what that was because in the features I watched they skipped showing them and went right to the closed-door sex part. Or the attempted seduction in some cases. It was generally a cheat, but not here.

My omega wanted to come home with me for everything that meant. The collection was just an additional feature of his visit—if he truly even wanted to see it. Maybe he was just being nice when he said so. I’d thought we might scene at Cuffed before anything more happened between us, but I had no complaints.

The kissing started in the car as well as the above-the-waist groping, which Heath informed me was second base and made me wonder how soon we’d get to third. But I wanted a more romantic and roomy what all that led to was getting out of the car shirtless and giving the neighbors a show. If they were peeking, they were doing it in a sneaky way, though, since I saw no sign of them.

I opened the door and then stepped aside to let him precede me inside then led the way into the living room where we took up where we’d left off in the car. His kisses were addictive, but our hands were also busy, taking off all of each other’s remaining clothes. Everything about this omega was intoxicating, and with his skin against mine, his scent filled my senses, and I could no longer wait to take him upstairs and make him mine.

“Are you sure you are ready for this, omega? Knotting and marking?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I’m very glad.” I took his hand and led him upstairs to the master bedroom, flicking on the bedside lamp so I could see my mate when we made love. “Make yourself comfortable.”

Heath perched on the edge of the bed, and I joined him, lifting him onto my lap, wanting not an inch of space between us. His arms went around my neck and our lips met. Again and again. I would never get tired of the sweetness of his breath, the velvet stroke of his tongue against mine, bottom firm on my stiff cock. I had planned on hours of foreplay, but when he moaned and ground down on my lap, pleading with me not to make him wait, he saved me from a big personal failure.

I would have had an impossible time slowing down with this omega’s slick coating my thighs. “No waiting, omega.” Grasping his hips, I lifted him and settled him onto my cock, the slick making the tight fit not only possible but an exquisite blend of pain and pleasure. For me.

Heath’s head dropped to the side, eyes half closed, panting.

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