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Her body clenched in anticipation of what he would do next. She wanted him inside of her, thrusting hard and fast.

“You’re mine now, Blair,” he panted.

Blair was her own woman, but his words were a balm and not some threat, so she didn’t dispute his claim. She liked the idea of belonging to someone like Zane Haygood. “Same goes for me.”

Some strange guttural sound came from his throat, but she was paying too much attention to how her climax was slowly building to question how he was doing that. Zane seemed to be as equally excited as she was.

But Blair needed more, so she broke the kiss. “I need to taste you.”

Zane lifted his head. “That could have dangerous consequences.”

That was such a line of bull. “You’re telling me that a big strong man like yourself can’t handle a few licks from a lightweight like me?” Blair dipped her chin.

“Normally, yes, but not with you. You’re different Blair, and trust me, I’ve never said that to anyone before.”

He didn’t give her the chance to respond, because the kiss that followed robbed her of thought. Blair threaded her fingers through his hair and grabbed hold of his head like a lifeline. Their tongues battled for position and then took on a more sensual exploratory nature. Their breaths mingled until they became one.

This time Zane broke contact. “I need more too.”

He slid down her body. When Zane captured a nipple in his mouth, he slipped a finger into her opening, igniting her insides. She couldn’t say what he pressed on, but whatever it was, it almost caused her to tip over the edge. Climaxing was never a guarantee, but with Zane, Blair would have to work hard not to come so quickly. Yes, he’d said to enjoy herself as many times as she wanted, but this first time, she wanted to come with him, not before him.

His teeth scraped across her nipple, causing her back to arch. Blair might have been able to stop the onslaught of pleasure had he not inserted a second finger into her. The combination took her to another plane of existence. It was when he threaded his free hand through her hair and looked up at her with intense hunger in his eyes that she lost it.

Wave after wave of erotic thrills cascaded inside her. When Blair gasped for air, a strange noise erupted. She clutched Zane’s shoulders and pressed hard. She bucked and tensed until he removed his fingers and licked them clean.

“Did you like that?” he asked.

“Dumb question, but now it’s my turn to do the same to you.”

Zane grinned. “Don’t forget the warning.”

She laughed. “You are so going down.”

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

Zane had beddedmany women in his life, but none came close to what it was like being with Blair. She was his mate. If he ever doubted that before, being with her now confirmed it.

The hard part was keeping his claws from extending, or heaven forbid, shifting. That had never happened, but there was a first time for everything.

“Get on your back,” Blair demanded.

He wasn’t going to deny her. “My pleasure.”

Ever so slowly, Blair rose to her knees and pressed a warm hand on his chest. “Don’t move.”

Zane wasn’t sure what that was about, but he’d do his best to obey. When Blair leaned over and grasped his dick with her good hand, he nearly lifted off the bed. It was as if his cock was a fuse that she’d just lit.

In case she could see well in the dim light, Zane closed his eyes so she wouldn’t notice his eyes changing color. Not only that, watching her do such wonderful things to his body would surely cause him to explode prematurely.

He prayed that his beard wouldn’t suddenly sprout and that his teeth wouldn’t sharpen. His stupid animal was acting as if he was getting ready to do battle. Though in a way this was a war between him and his wolf.

When Blair ran her tongue down his stiff shaft, he clutched the sheets, trying to gain some composure—and she’d just started. He feared this encounter might not end well.

Her lips danced up and down his dick, hardening his cock to the point where it was almost painful. From all of Blair’s moans and groans, she was enjoying herself, so to stop her would be selfish.

Too bad he lacked all willpower around her. Zane reached out and grabbed a lock of her hair. The silky texture diverted his attention for a moment, and it was enough to regain a bit of sanity.

“Blair!” Her name erupted from his mouth.

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