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Lena opens her eyes, and she pleads, “Last night before bed. Now fuck me.”

Slightly less than twenty-four hours. It pains me I missed the tenderness of the lead-up to this. But I can still make up for it.

This is what Doctor Thorpe meant. The circumstances he was talking about were my mate and her heat. And she did it alone. Reckless.

Mate needs our guidance. So good she has us. My wolf agrees.

I kiss her, teasing, “You’re not getting fucked that quickly. You’ve done this without me, on purpose.”

Her lips pull into a snarl, but her wolf doesn’t back it. Even in the early hours of heat, Lena has excellent control of her animal. That’s an observation for another time.

For now, all I want is to enjoy her as she is. I let my fingers dip, teasing her inner lips. She arches forward, pressing against me and uncurling her body to lay flat against mine.

Chapter 12

Lena

With the softest touch of his fingers against my clit, I throw my head back. It’s not fair he has this effect on me. He fists his other hand in my hair, wrapping around the strands expertly and pulling back to expose my throat.

“When was the last time you had another partner take care of you?” Finn murmurs into the pulse point of my neck while his fingers pet my clit.

“Seriously? Right now?” I ask.

My body is starting to warm again. I’ll need him soon. The all-too-familiar ache is burning me up inside. Why is he asking this? He’s here now. What does it matter?

Mate came for us. My wolf presses, he’ll make it better.

His fingers instantly still. “Yes, Kathleen, now.”

I growl and push my hips toward him. He completely pulls his fingers from my pelvis. Pushing me down onto my back with the palm of his hand, Finn moves from my neck, positioning himself slightly above me, his eyes locked on mine.

The haunting eyes of his wolf examine me as he threatens, “I’ll ask again. Make me ask a third time and I won’t hesitate to edge this pretty cunt until you’re near tears begging. You writhe so beautifully — I don’t mind watching.”

My throbbing clit is begging my brain to answer, and I’ve already lowered my standards by asking him to stay.

Tell him the truth. Tell him we’ve never let someone give us this. My wolf writhes. We’re both lost to his touch. Needing more.

“How long?” Finn trails his fingers between my breasts to my abdomen.

My hips lift to meet him. “Never.”

“Never what?” Finn hesitates but slides two fingers inside me, curling them like a reward for the single word.

I gasp, closing my eyes as he finds the tender spot. My body clenches, curling against him.

It feels so good that I quickly answer the next question in his interrogation. “I’ve never gone through heat with someone else.”

Finn doesn’t withdraw his hand. He moves closer, not saying anything about it at all. Lips find my neck, and he trails kisses from my ear down across my neck to the opposite collarbone.

I gasp with the pressure of his thumb against my clit.

I want to experience more. Be closer. Thoughts are starting to run together. I press my body against him. I’m already so fucking hot, my skin is on fire, but all I want is more of his touch against me.

Need him. Now. My wolf keeps pushing, urging me to beg.

Calm and with steady movements, Finn gives me what I need. He slides one knee between my thighs, holding my leg down as he works me with his fingers. I’m so close to an orgasm. The way he teases my mouth with his tongue forces me to hold my breath.

I’m on the edge. All I want is a little more. When he nibbles at my lip, biting ever so slightly, I lose myself. I’m chasing an orgasm, until I’m not.

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