Page 51 of Feral Attraction
“Like what?”
“Where will we live?If you want me to move to New York, I will.I could portal to my stronghold every day.”
“Complicated?”
“A bit, but worth it.”
“You don’t like the city.”
He clenched his jaw.“My wolf has trouble.Too much noise.The smells.”
Her brows shot up.“Do you have police here?”
“Yep.Gaffers.And I have pull.Could likely get you on the force.”
“I think we can discuss the issues later.”
“Agreed.Do you have any questions?”
“I do.Do you think we’re moving too fast.We’re giving whirlwind a whole new meaning.”
“We’re mates, Rey.No such thing as courtship.It’s probably hard for a human to grasp.Any other questions?”
“Yes, but we can look for answers together.What’s the next step?”
“The big one.The one I’ve been waiting for since I first met you.”Con exploded off the couch with Rey, scooping her up in his arms.He raced to his bedroom and set her on her feet.He was about to rip off her clothes but forced himself to slow down.Deep breath.Tearing his own shirt overhead, he stalked closer.After slipping his clumsy fingers under the straps of her dress, he slid them down her arms as far as they would go.They were stuck.
“Fuck.How do I get you out of this dress?”
She pointed over her shoulder.“Zipper.”
Con reached around her to complete his task.Her sundress fell to the floor.
When she drew a deep breath, her breasts pushed over the top of her bra.After he unclasped the hook, he guided it down her arms.
Cupping his hands to her full, firm breasts, he leaned forward, licking one nipple and then the other.When he looked at Rey, his lids heavy, he knew she saw his beast but wasn’t afraid.
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Reystudied the wolf in Con’s amber eyes.He was examining her, hungry, waiting his turn.She swallowed hard but knew he would never hurt her.
Con slid her panties down her legs after she kicked off her sandals.She steadied herself with a hand on his shoulder to step out of them.
“You,” she said, her voice husky.lustful.
He wasn’t so careful with his own clothes.He tore off his loose black sweats, his feet already bare.
Her lips parted when she stared at Con’s aroused length.He was bigger, if that were possible.Thicker.And he was drawing deep breaths as if to calm himself.
Barely able to whisper, he demanded.“On your hands and knees.”
“Will it hurt?The bite?”
“No.I’ll release a hormone.No pain.”His response was guttural.
“Are you sure we’re mates?”
“Yes.Get on the fucking bed, Rey, before I lose control.”His fingers tangled in the long hair on the sides of his head.
