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“Has anyone ever told you that you would make a fantastic vampire?” he asked.

Heather snorted a chuckle. “Actually, yes, and that’s all I’m going to say on the matter.” She pointed to Maria sleeping in the passenger seat. “Grab a leg,” she said.

“I will not,” Duncan said. “We don’t even know what she was rambling about.”

“Which is why we need to find out,” Heather said.

“Fine.” He sighed. “Go and open the door to the cabin, and I’ll bring the sleeping beauty.” When Maria snorted a snore, he frowned. “Does she do that a lot?”

“All the time, and it’s annoying. I can hear her from the other room,” Heather tossed back over her shoulder as she started for the cabin. She was determined to find out what was going on, one way or the other.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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If someone had told Zoe that mating was this much fun, she might have tried to hunt down her mate years ago.

When she opened her eyes, there was Billy. His thick muscled arms were holding him above her, and he had a hungry look in his eyes. He looked like a wolf with a prey in his sights, and she was happy to be that prey.

Zoe wrapped her legs around his hips, dug the heels of her feet against the hard muscles of his backside and pulled him towards her. His hard, thick length pressed inside and took her to the hilt, and he rumbled a growl that sounded hungry and possessive. Zoe couldn’t help herself and rumbled a growl back at him.

Billy’s wolf heard that growl and tried to push forward, catching him off guard. Now he was fighting a battle, his mate had sent his beast crazy, and that wolf wanted out to mark her.

Then Zoe squeezed her inner muscles tightly around his length, and he was fighting on two fronts. The one where his beast stayed caged, and the one where he had some sort of control.

Billy wrapped a strong arm around her waist and lifted her from the bed. When he sat back on his knees, he brought her onto his lap. His hard length buried to the hilt inside her, and he was hungry for more.

“You’re trying to kill me here,” he growled and got a wicked smile back in return.

Billy gained control over his wolf, but his mate was a different matter. He kissed her so passionately that Zoe found herself distracted as she melted around him.

Billy built a steady rhythm, and as his mate climbed back towards another release. When her muscles tightened involuntarily around his length, did he allow his beast to push forward again.

He broke away from her lips and traced his tongue down her neck and over her collarbone. He could almost taste her blood on his tongue as he allowed his fangs to elongate.

When he found the spot on her shoulder where he would place his mark, his beast went wild with anticipation. He thrust faster, deeper, until she locked her body around his and cried out with that first wave of pleasure.

Billy’s razor-sharp fangs bit into the soft flesh, and her blood spilt over his tongue. She tasted divine.

His beast roared within him, satisfied that she was theirs, and pulled back as Billy sealed their mark into her skin, the taste of her blood imprinted on his memory forever.

Billy pushed onto his knees and took her down beneath his hard body. His hips met hers as he thrust to the hilt.

A fever was heating his blood, and the need to complete the bond was clawing inside him, unlike any beast he’d ever known. His mind clouded, his wild side took over, and each thrust became more frenzied as he searched for release.

Zoe’s hands traced down his muscled back, her fingernails curled against his skin, and she clawed down like a wild woman. Billy growled like he’d never growled before. He was so hungry for her that he would never be able to hold back that raging inferno of need a moment longer.

Billy tossed his head back on his neck, every muscle tensed to breaking point, lost in her body, searching for completion. The bond between them, once made, would never be broken.

He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. He was acting on instinct, and every thrust brought them closer.

Billy felt her inner muscles tighten around his length and let himself go. Zoe cried in pleasure; he buried his length to the hilt, and a mating howl tore from within him and shook the walls around them.

Over and over, until he had nothing left to give, he completed the bond between them.

Spent, almost sapped of strength, he collected her into his arms and turned them in the bed. Bringing her into his protective embrace felt like he’d finally found a home.

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