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“That’s it, Laney,” he murmured, his voice a deep rumble in my ear. “Use me. Take what you need. I’m here for your pleasure.”
His words shouldnothave been so sexy, but they ignited a fire within me. I gripped his shoulders, my nails digging into his flesh as I ground against him. The pressure against my clit was perfect, just what I needed. I could feel the wave building, my body tensing as I climbed higher and higher.
“You’re safe with me, my sweet little human,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “Let go. I’ve got you.”
And I did. With a cry muffled against his chest, I came undone. Pleasure crashed through me, my body convulsing as I rode out the wave. Dorvak held me tight, his arms a comforting cage, his body a solid presence as I shuddered against him.
As the haze of pleasure lifted, embarrassment flooded in. I hid my face against his chest, my cheeks burning. I couldn’tbelieve I’d just done that, just used him like that. But Dorvak’s hold on me didn’t lessen. Instead, he pressed a soft kiss to the top of my head, his voice gentle as he spoke.
“Never be embarrassed, Laney,” he said. “Not with me. That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Holy moly.
Was it possible for any male to be so…soperfect?
Chapter Six
Dorvak
I came awake slowly,having slept the kind of sleep males only experienced after a thorough fucking. Which was strange, because yesterday I hadn’t had a release at all. But this morning—after years of this schedule, my body just naturally woke up before dawn so I could prep the bread—I felt amazing.
Well, no. I felt itchy and irritable, but my heart andKteerfelt amazing.
Yesterday, Laney had used my body to reach release. I’d pleasured my Mate.
Yeah, there was no doubt in my mind any longer.
Laney was my Mate, the one I would spend the rest of my life loving. She was mine, and I was hers, and when I claimed her, she would bear our kitling. I would die for her; but more importantly, I wouldlivefor her. Live tomake her happy, live to bring her pleasure, live to fulfill her wishes.
I couldn’t wait to start.
It was possible I was almost smiling as I rolled out of bed and padded naked to the bathroom to turn on the shower.
After untying my hair, I ran my fingers through it, wondering if it was time for a trim. It reached my shoulders, and I rarely wore it down any longer. What would Laney think if she saw me like this?
What did Laney think when she saw me, period?
Scoffing at myself, I began to shampoo. Yesterday had been proof that shemustapprove of my appearance on some level. Gods below, the way she’d scented my kitchen with her arousal, the way she’d bucked against me as she’d come… I was never,evergoing to forget that.
How was I supposed to stand there today and concentrate on making bread when I could still smell her pleasure?
After she’d come against me, after I’d rocked her and told her not to feel embarrassed, Laney had done exactly that. She’d suddenly jerked away from me, eyes wide, and pulled her little tank top up over her shoulders once more. Without looking at me, she’d pulled the apron over those magnificent tits, stammered out an excuse, and escaped out the back door.
I’d followed just long enough to see her hop in her car and speed away, and I nodded, satisfied my Mate wouldn’t freeze to death in that skimpy top. Afterward,I’d scrubbed my kitchen top to bottom, knowing the air itself was perfumed by her.
And today…
Today I would see her again. Scent her again, witness her smile.
I wouldn’t push her for more. Not until she was ready. When I claimed her, her body would swell with my child, and I wouldn’t risk that until she was absolutely ready for it.
But there was no reason I couldn’t bring her pleasure—as much as she could stand—first.
I climbed out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my head and nothing else. I was halfway through my morning coffee ritual when my phone dinged, and I smiled when I saw a text from Laney.
I wasn’t smiling as I read it, though.
Should I come in today?
