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I closed my eyes, trying to find balance
somewhere within me. My heart and mind were racing in opposite
directions. Until his arms came around me.

He gently pulled me into him, his buff
biceps cocooning me. My body instantly relaxed into him, and even
my mind shut up for a brief period of time.

I pressed my face into his chest, taking
comfort in him. I knew this wasn’t right; I knew I shouldn’t have
felt so safe with a stranger, yet I couldn’t squelch the ache
burning within me for him.

My eyes flew open and I yelped as he lifted
me into his arms and sat me on the counter. No man had ever been
able to carry me given all my excess stuffing.

He wiggled between my legs, pulling my
center to align with his as he gazed at me. “I want to claim
you.”

Warmth flowed through my body as desire
pooled in my womb with a vengeance. My tight nipples stung as I
squished my arms against them, trying to relieve the pressure. My
body screamed for him to take me, but my conscience hadn’t
disappeared yet.

As if he sensed my internal battle, he
leaned in close. His lips hovered a mere inch from mine as his eyes
bore into me. “I’m going to claim you.”

He captured my lips; the softness of his
felt right against mine. He was bold and demanding, commanding that
I follow his lead, yet reverent and seductive. His flesh against
mine, his mouth against my mouth, sent tiny shockwaves through me.
Electricity sizzled every nerve ending in my body as his hands
roved my full figure.

I found myself squirming, my arousal
blooming beneath his talented touch.

He slid his tongue across my lips before
diving into my mouth to taste me. The sensual, yet carnal act
caused me to lose the rest of my inhibitions. As he gripped my hip
and the back of my neck securely, I wrapped my arms around his
neck, pressing harder against his lips.

He growled, the vibrations of it rumbling
his chest as he angled my neck. He nipped my lower lip, kissing a
trail down to my neck, over my scarf and to my chest. His eyes
traveled up and down my body. Desire was prominent in his glare,
but I couldn’t help the wave of self-consciousness that rose up. He
was gorgeous; hard angles of physical perfection while I was an
overstuffed cream puff with too many dimples and not enough sleek
lines.

—

Chapter Ten

DESI

I smelled her arousal ebbing under a wave of
self-awareness. Her eyes lightened as the desire began to fade.

I narrowed my eyes at her. She removed her
arms from around me and tucked them beneath her bare thighs. She
looked everywhere but at me. I didn’t appreciate how quickly she
closed herself off to me; my wolf hated the fact that she closed
any part of herself off at all. She was mine; all of her was
ours.

“
What happened?” I couldn’t
control my curt tone. My cock was on the verge of bursting, a
steady stream of pre-cum already oozing from the tip merely from
scenting and touching her through clothes.

She curled deeper into herself and I
silently cursed myself. I took a deep breath. I didn’t know her
past, but clearly she had a few sore spots. It was in my best
interest not to avoid them.

I cupped her face, tilting it upwards. I
used all the strength I could muster to beat down my wolf, so
anxious to growl at her, and softened my approach. “Perhaps I
should have explained the mating thing to you. There is nothing
that I don’t love about you; you are nature’s perfect match for me.
There is likewise nothing you could do to turn me off. So please,
don’t shut yourself down. Open up to me. I know we just met, but
give me a chance to prove myself as your mate.”

Tears welled in her eyes as she gazed back
at me. Emotions, so many emotions, passed through her eyes. She
tried to give me a small smile, but failed. “I know I’m not
perfect. I’m fat and frumpy and a lot of other things.” She closed
her eyes. “I understand.” Her voice grew tight.

I snarled, my wolf roaring. How dare she
think so little of herself! “Open your eyes, Sara, because I’m
about to turn every one of your insecurities upside down.” I lifted
her into my arms and carried her back to where I knew the bedroom
would be. I burst through the door, grateful the moment I saw the
slotted headboard of her bed.

—

Chapter Eleven

SARA

I yelped as he tossed me onto my bed. He
immediately covered me, his lips crashing into mine. I tried to
keep myself from falling into him; from losing myself in his touch,
but the caress of his lips was too soothing of a lull to keep me
conscious and sane. It’d been too long since I’d experienced a man,
since I’d been touched and kissed and treated as a sexually viable
woman. My body heated quickly, feeling his hard muscles gliding
over me.

His tongue slipped between my lips, tangling
with my own. He nibbled my lips; my womb tightened as he tantalized
my lips.

He continued kissing me, seducing my mind
into surrender with my body, as he removed my scarf. The cool air
wafted over my neck and shoulders, eliciting a shudder from me. I
felt exposed despite still being dressed.

He ran his arms over my sides, along my
curves. He drew my arms up and over my head. He slid his tongue
along my lips, slowly, torturously. I couldn’t hold back my moan as
liquid heat filled my core. My hips lifted into him, rubbing
against his hard cock.

He jerked back, his eyes narrowing on me. He
growled, a predatory grin splicing his face. A sparkle in his eyes
danced with mischief.

Quicker than I could compute, he moved over
me. In seconds my hands were securely fastened above my head,
secured to the headboard with my scarf. I tugged on the makeshift
restraint, but it didn’t budge. Exhilaration and fear battled
within me. A part of me was turned on, the other part of me, the
rational part of me, realized that I’d just allowed a tall,
well-muscled stranger to tie me to the bed, leaving me helpless and
at his mercy.

I swallowed hard as I met his gaze. I bit my
lower lip hard, feeling my brows etch together as the worry snaking
through my insides muddled my features.

His gaze softened. He ran
his finger over my lips, releasing my grip on it. He gently kissed
my lips. “Please trust me,
mi
amor.
” His hand smoothed over my
cheek.

He held my gaze, as if waiting for me to say
to that I was going to trust him. I was shocked when I nodded my
head, giving him permission to continue, permission to do whatever
he wanted to me. What had come over me? What on earth would possess
me to give up control of my body to someone I’d just met? Why was
body humming with anticipation over relinquishing it to a sexy,
dark male who seemed to have a bit of a dominant streak?

As if sensing my thoughts, his smile turned
voracious; his eyes widened with hunger as gold threads seeped into
his dark brown irises. “You are going to be begging me to claim
you.”

My breasts, swollen and in need, ached; my
nipples strained against the fabric of my bra as his words incited
fresh desire within me. His promise washed away every ounce of
fear, leaving only an edgy craving in its wake. Gone was my
self-consciousness; gone were my worries. My pussy pulsed, demoting
my mind and allowing my body to be in control for the moment.

—

Chapter Twelve

DESI

I clenched my teeth, fighting to maintain
control. I couldn’t slip up. I had to bring her to the brink of an
orgasm and make her teeter there. I had to make her desire match my
own in order not to hurt her.

I slid my hands beneath her shirt, lifting
it upwards as I pressed small kisses to her silky flesh. My lips
felt hot against her cool skin. Once I reached her breasts, I
shoved the shirt the rest of the way over her head, leaving it
resting on her wrists, and sat back to enjoy the view. Her breasts
were full, round mounds of plush comfort. They didn’t sit high, but
certainly were sagging. The looked natural and luscious. Her
nipples were stiff peaks, begging to be laved.

She flushed, closing her eyes as she turned
her head to the side. Lines creased her forehead as she nibbled her
lip again. Her body tightened and her arousal began to wane.

I placed my hand on her cheek and forced her
to face me. “Open your eyes,” I ordered. She clenched her eyelids
tighter. My wolf snarled at her defiance.

I moved my hands and pinched her nipples.
She gasped, her eyes flying open. “You are not to defy me. You are
to keep your eyes open at all times, do you understand me?” I
barked. I knew I needed to be tough on her.

She swallowed hard, but slowly nodded her
head in understanding.

“
I’m itching to rip off
your clothes and drive my cock deep inside your pussy. I’m trying
to take my time with you. I don’t want to hurt you. But you can’t
fight me.” I leaned into her; my face hovered directly above hers.
“You need to surrender to me, body, mind and soul.”

Her heart thundered in her chest. A war
seemed to be going on inside her. It seemed like she wanted to dive
into me, but certainly insecurities held her back; the logical part
of her was dismissing my attraction to her.

I sucked a taut nipple into my mouth,
rolling my tongue over the hard tip. A shaky breath escaped her. I
nipped at the sensitive bud, eliciting a whimper from her. My wolf
growled in delight. I switched breasts, taking the new peak between
my lips and repeating my attack. I rolled her recently abandoned
nipple between my fingers.

I moved back and forth between her breasts,
laving each one equally. When she began to squirm beneath me, I had
to lift my body off of hers in order not to lose control. The sexy
mewls flying from her lips combined with the way her body responded
to me, the way her arousal drifted into my lungs, fueled my
fire.

I couldn’t take anymore. I couldn’t wait any
longer to taste her. I yanked her panties and shorts off in one
fast jerk. I chuckled at her socks. I kissed the inside of her
thighs, just above the hem of the socks. “These are adorable. They
can stay.”

I lifted my gaze to her apex, salivating at
the glossy seam of her pussy. She’d shaved recently, leaving merely
a small triangular patch of hair at the top. My wolf damn near
purred as I lowered myself to her center. My mouth watered as her
scent wafted up towards me, no more barriers suppressing the
enticing aroma of her.

Her breathing was labored as she tried to
move away from me. I snaked my arms around her hips, anchoring her.
“Stop moving!”

She froze, a tiny, distressed cry falling
from her. I met her gaze; fear and uncertainty were glaring down at
me. I stopped at once, my conscience halting me.

Shit.
I groaned. My cock throbbed; my balls were twisted so tightly
I felt like they were going to burst. But I couldn’t claim a human
who was struggling to move away from me.

Muscles stiff as boards, I moved up her. I
slowly untied her. I gritted my teeth, trying to subdue my wolf who
was going ape shit, pissed that I was letting her go. “Sorry,” I
muttered as I leapt off the bed.

I scrubbed my face. “Er!” My limbs shook
beneath the force of my wolf, fighting for me to surrender to him.
My breathing was erratic, small growls erupting from my lungs as I
pushed myself out of her bedroom, putting space between us.

I yanked on my hair, my muscles flexing
beneath the strain of leaving her. My chest was tight, my lungs
fighting expansion as my heart felt like it was on the verge of
ripping into two, collapsing beneath the idea of a world without
her. A hollow black hole was being carved in my chest.

Shit!
I’d heard the legends; I’d heard that you always fell in love
with your mate before you ever claimed her. I didn’t see how that
was possible, but now I was beginning to understand.

Sara felt right beside me and beneath me.
I’d already experienced her generosity, gotten a glimpse of her big
heart. I could tell she was strong; I knew she had a past by the
emotions that she tried to suppress. I knew she was for me. In the
short time I was with her, despite the tension riling my body, I
was at ease. She felt like home to me; she was where I belonged.
And damn if it didn’t tear me apart to realize all I could have in
an hour, and all I would lose forever by walking away.

But she deserved better. She deserved to
choose her mate, not to be forced into a union with me. She was
clearly scared and not ready, no matter how ready I was.

—

Chapter Thirteen

SARA

I watched as Desi left the bedroom. Tears
stung my eyes. I saw the control it took him to pull himself away.
No man had ever struggled to let me go; no man had ever taken the
time to win me over either. I’d had one experience with sex. The
guy was drunk and promptly left the next morning when he got a look
at me without the beer goggles. Guys didn’t want rolls and fluff on
their women; they wanted sleek and slender, a fragile damsel who
looked waif-life enough to need a strong, burly prince charming to
protect her.

Yet, Desi had proved me wrong. He never hid
his desire for me; he fought his own in order to cater to mine. And
now that he’d left me to stew in my thoughts, to wonder why I’d
lost it now of all times, a dark, hollow emptiness was causing my
chest to collapse. Was it possible to love someone this quickly? It
felt like my world was beginning to fall, piece by tiny piece, each
second that he didn’t reappear in the doorway.

I tossed my shirt aside and crept towards
the door. My chin quivered as tears, an emotional tidal wave with a
new kind of fear, overwhelmed me. Damn if I wasn’t afraid of losing
him. How did he slip into my heart, into my world so quickly? I
felt the sting of loss, like I did with my mother, at the thought
of not being with him.