Page 70 of So I Won a Werelion

The image flashed through my mind of that ancient ceremony. I could feel it deep in my bones. It wasn’t a vision. It was a fucking memory. But I couldn’t think about that right now as my lips found Wendy’s. Everything was easy with her because we’d done this before. We were meant to be together.

Forever.

My fingers found the buttons of her shirt, pushing it open and off her shoulders. She gave me another one of those sinful smiles when she pulled the tank top over her head, revealing a sheer lacy bra.

“This is good.” I traced the outline of her nipple through the lace.

She hummed softly. “I worried this was gonna be weird, doing this with you, but it’s not. It’s the most natural thing in the world.”

“Is that why you rejected me on stage?”

“Oh, we’re going there, huh?” She drew back, playing with her bra strap. The little movement made my mouth water. “Is that why you didn’t kiss me at Cindy’s mating ceremony?”

“Yeah.”

“What would you have done if I picked one of those other shifters?”

“Lost my fucking mind.” I pushed her down onto the mattress. It puffed around her body like a marshmallow. “Like I thought I would when Sterling made a play for you onThe Real Werewives.”

She propped herself up on her elbows. Her nipples threatened to spill out of her bra cups. “Do you think the Colorado Ranch guys were there too, at that ancient ceremony? Some of your pride?”

I let out a long breath. As much as I wanted to talk about this, my body was going fucking crazy with need for her. My cock was gonna explode if I didn’t get inside her soon. “I knew the beasts who were there, but I couldn’t tell you who they were right now.”

“This is so exciting.”

I crawled over her body, reached behind her, and unhooked her bra. Her tits sprung free as the lace fell away. “So is this.”

Brushing my knuckles over one nipple and then the other, I watched the nubs tighten. I loved the way Wendy’s body reacted to my touch. She pushed her shoulders forward, offering herself to me, and moaned in response to my touch.

Lowering my mouth to her breasts, taking a nipple into my mouth, I sucked until she cried out. Her hand was in my hair, pushing me closer. I nipped and swirled, and she writhed underneath me, barely giving me a chance to lavish attention on the other one.

“I love the way your beard feels against my skin,” she said. “I bet I’ll like it even more somewhere else.”

I flicked my gaze up to her. “Are you telling me what to do?”

“Just making suggestions.”

My mate would never have to ask twice. I moved down to her pants, practically ripping them open. The sweet scent of her arousal sang in my nostrils. She was so ready for me.

Another vision flashed before my eyes. One I’d never seen before. Wendy’s skin, bathed in firelight. Her legs spread, and her pussy glistening.

I blinked hard. Was it the lantern light painting her skin in warm tones, or was this a memory?

“Gabe.” She sat up and scrambled back on the mattress. “Did you hear that?”

“The ceremony?”

She furrowed her brow. “What are you talking about?”

“I saw another part of the vision.”

Memory,my animal growled.

“There are wolves howling out there.”

“Bibi’s there. And Hugo.” Maybe she’d accepted his invite to his tent after all.

Another howl, and it wasn’t friendly.

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