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Fina bit down hard on her lower lip in anticipation and
watched Cutler slip off the bed to kneel beside it, take hold of the backs of
her knees and raise them high.

He was so beautiful. Inhaling sharply, Fina wrestled with
the feelings Cutler raised in her. His primal, fundamental maleness overwhelmed
her…almost. The perfect symmetry of his deep, furred chest rose and fell faster
when he looked at her exposed sex. His nose twitched and his eyes widened as he
deliberately breathed in her scent. Taut skin on his shoulders shimmered in the
moonlight. Arms that looked powerful enough to tear her in two made Fina feel
small, insignificant…adored. Cutler breathed in again. This time he smiled and
his eyes drifted shut. His grip on her knees tightened and he levered them so far
apart and so high her tendons strained beneath her skin.

Wordlessly, looking down at her with a heady combination of
lust and anticipation, Cutler ran his tongue over her exposed sex, across her
anus, pussy, clit and mound. He swirled his tongue through her tight,
reddish-brown curls then up her belly to drive into her navel. He punched his
tongue in and out of her like he was fucking her then sucked the surrounding
skin into his mouth and gnawed on her gently.

“
Cutler,
” Fina gasped and she swore she felt him
grin. Finally he eased off on the pressure and retraced his path. This time she
sighed when he kissed her plump mound and jumped when he circled her clit with
his tongue. His indirect touch was exquisite, then edgy, then made her squirm
with frustration. Lifting her hips, Fina tried to let her body tell Cutler she
wanted him to touch her there. He ignored her subtle invitation. Instead he
slid his hands over the crease where ass met leg. He spread her fleshy nether
lips with his thumbs and lapped at the wetness around the mouth of her sheath.
Fina squirmed even harder. Cutler seemed to be actually purring with pleasure
and waves of contentment poured off him. He flattened his tongue, dragged the
rough length of it over and around her then narrowed it to lap at her tender
inner walls, drawing out her taste, her wetness, her need.

He licked his lips, growled his approval and lifted his eyes
to hers as he crouched over her.

“Mine, Fina.” Cutler’s voice was rough and animalistic and
the muscles in his shoulders jerked. His wolf was very close to the surface and
instinct told Fina she was listening to Cutler’s voice and his wolf’s
simultaneously. He grabbed her knees hard and yanked her into him, rubbing the
thick length of his cock against her slit. “
Mine,
” he bellowed and his
eyes flashed then narrowed on her.

Fina read the demand in them. “Yes,” Fina replied, tilting
her head and listening for sounds that he’d woken Ryan. The house was quiet. “Yes,
Cutler,” she said, gentling her voice, hoping to soothe this frightening
possessiveness in him. “I’m yours. Love me, Cutler. Take me. Make me yours.”

Was she babbling? Fina wondered. Did she sound pathetic?
Stupid? Apparently not because the jerking in Cutler’s shoulders stopped and
the flashing in his eyes was replaced by the determined lust she’d seen
earlier. She exhaled shakily and forced a smile.

“With the greatest pleasure,” Cutler whispered fervently and
bent to her again. He dipped his tongue into her pussy, lapped at her
contentedly then pushed back on her knees until they crushed her breasts,
raising her backside and exposing her fully. He dragged his tongue over the
tight pucker of her anus then drew lazy circles around it.

This play was new to her and Fina squirmed uncomfortably.
Cutler tightened his hold on her. He licked and nibbled at her back hole,
stirring up deliciously wicked sensations. Fina felt hot then cold all over.
Her belly tightened and she gasped as she felt herself grow wetter. Her wetness
trailed over her ass. Cutler licked it up with undisguised pleasure then forced
the tip of his tongue into her ass.

“
Ohmygod,
” Fina groaned. She’d never felt anything
like it before. It was so decadently delicious. Her anus grew more sensitive by
the minute and she relaxed, wallowing in the unexpected sensations as he licked
and probed. Cutler’s breath stirred her tight curls and she shivered. It was so
sensual Fina forgot about everything else.

Disappointment tinged with anger brought her head up when
Cutler stopped and let go of her knees. She forgave him when he pinned her legs
back with a heavy forearm and used his free hand to stroke her pussy. Panting
now, Fina felt his rough fingertips move over her clit, rub it in slow,
seductive circles before his thumb sank into her pussy. His tongue returned to her
ass. He bit one cheek then the other then licked her sensitized back hole.

Fina trembled when the gentle swirl of his finger over her
clit firmed into a determined stroking. He growled, pressed his tongue deeper,
shoved his thumb into her roughly and rhythmically and sped up the pace of his
hand.

Turning hot and cold in turns, Fina felt her thighs shake
despite the powerful forearm holding them in place. She gasped and cried out
when a fist of sensation squeezed her womb. “Cutler…please,” she begged and wasn’t
sure why. She only knew she didn’t want him to stop. Knew she’d die if he
stopped. He seemed to understand and snarled with satisfaction when Fina came.
Hot pulses of release licked through her, gripping her core, her sex. She felt
her muscles flex hard and steady, clutching at his thumb, his tongue, needing
his rough, determined touch. Barely able to stifle the moan of pleasure that
formed in her chest, Fina rocked against Cutler, riding the maelstrom of her
release. She shuddered violently when it faded.

With a move that was as powerful as it was arrogant, Cutler
hefted her limp body back onto the bed, settled her head on a pillow and lay
between her legs. His eyes on hers, he watched the dullness overtake her. He
grinned ferally, dipped his head to her sex and flicked his tongue over her
clit.

The sensation was too intense for Fina’s sated body and she
jerked, trying to pull away. Cutler overpowered her effortlessly. He yanked her
thighs over his shoulders, spread them wide, grinned again and began a steady
side-to-side flick with his tongue. Squirming, cursing him under her breath,
Fina gasped in shock and arousal when the uncomfortable intensity morphed into
pleasure. She returned his grin, settled back on the comfortable bed and ran
her hands over her breasts. Cutler’s eyes blazed with excitement as he watched.
His hand moved over her slit. Slowly, two fingers slid into her core.

Fina’s back arched at the invasion. Her body knew what it
needed and it needed to draw him closer. She lifted her hips tentatively,
moving in counterpoint to Cutler’s touch, letting her body speak its pleasure,
then lay back again and let him satisfy her as he pleased. Fina knew that the
Alpha could not be coerced, could not be tempted into anything other than how
he chose to arouse her. She wasn’t so sure she minded. When one finger slipped
out of her sheath and slid back, Fina held her breath then let it out in a
tight exclamation of anticipation when he pressed against her anus. Trying not
to squirm, Fina felt him breach her then press inside slow and deep. He moved
his fingers in tandem, claiming both openings at the same time. Lifting his
head, Cutler looked at her face and instinct told Fina he was searching for
signs of discomfort or rejection. He found none.

His mouth quirking up in a satisfied, indolent grin, he
returned to her clit and began to flick his tongue against it even faster.

Fina gripped the bed linens and arched into Cutler, loving
the power and determination in him. She rocked her loins against his face and
his neck held steady against the force of her escalating passion. Groaning,
growling, Fina felt her excitement rise faster than before. Her torso twisted
and she dug her heels into his armpits, yanking his body into hers, wanting
more, needing more. Gasping, she lifted her head and snarled. Cutler responded
by violently rasping his tongue against her and shoving his fingers into her
deep and hard.

“Oh…god,” Fina gasped when the trembling started. She
gripped the top of Cutler’s head, tried not to gouge him with her fingernails
but couldn’t help it. He growled but didn’t stop. Again the clenching in her
belly sent tremors of sensation through her pussy. Her clit became
hypersensitive and she felt every stroke of Cutler’s tongue, felt her swollen
nub being flicked from side-to-side, felt the dual pounding of his fingers and
lifted her body to him, wanting more. She shouted then slapped her hands over
her mouth to muffle the sound when release poured through her like hot, melting
sugar. It sparked every nerve ending in her body and Fina groaned and writhed
as Cutler doubled his efforts.

When her climax was over she lay limp and sated, without the
energy to push her sweaty hair off her forehead.

Watching her intently as he rose up between her legs, Cutler
brushed her bangs back before stretching his body out over hers. “I love you,
Fina Whitesage,” he said quietly, then took hold of his aching cock and rubbed
the head of it against her weeping slit. “So damn much,” he breathed and eased
the head into her.

Fina gasped and her eyes flew open. Cutler felt huge—huge
and hard—and she wanted to scurry away before she realized his size felt good.
The stretching was…unexpected. She rolled her hips tentatively then relaxed
when pleasure trumped fear.

“Better now?” Cutler whispered. He pressed his lips to her
forehead and tasted her sweat. When he lifted his head to look into her eyes he
was still running his tongue over his lower lip. “I love everything about you,
Fina. The way you smell, the way you taste.” He kissed her temple then slowly
ran the flat of his tongue over it. “The way your pussy holds me…hot, tight,
wet.” A low harmonic reverberated in his chest and he smiled. “Everything.” He
rolled his hips gently, sank in a little deeper and moaned. “You’re everything
I ever wanted. Everything I ever dreamed of having. And you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” Fina parroted and lifted her hips to him. She
held her breath when Cutler anchored his elbows over her shoulders, lowered his
torso so his chest grazed her chin and pressed in farther.

Fina trembled. She felt her flesh part for him, felt his
girth stretch her as he muscled his way inside. When his loins lay flush with
hers she panted, not sure there was enough air in the room, and gripped his
broad back. His muscles moved smoothly and powerfully as he pulled back and
began to fuck her.

Growling, snarling, Fina clutched her lover. Her body
demanded he satisfy her and he met her need with a haughty toss of his head.

“When
I’m
ready,” Cutler snapped but he rolled his
torso lightly, flattening and rubbing her breasts deliciously. “When I’m ready,
honey,” he whispered, then kissed her forehead and drove his cock back into
her.

Fina chuckled ribaldly, bowing to his dominance and
experience. She lay back, lifted her knees to cradle his hips and let him
pleasure them both.

“Better,” Cutler gritted out. He dragged his teeth over her
shoulder, scoring her lightly, then shoved a hand beneath her hips so he could
lift her to him. Groaning and baring his teeth, Cutler moved Fina’s small body
against his, sinking in deep, slow and steady. After a time he picked up the
pace, drove into her harder, growled so loudly he hurt her ear.

He didn’t ask if she liked what he was doing to her. The
moisture bathing his cock and her uninhibited sighs told him everything he
needed to know—not that he’d doubted himself. His nature was too arrogant and
he was too experienced to not realize that the woman beneath him rose and
writhed with deep, encompassing pleasure.

Cutler pistoned into Fina smoothly, working her small body
with every trick, every technique in his arsenal. He growled his pleasure. He
knew of mated pairs who took little pleasure in each other, even though the
urge to mate was strong between them and couldn’t be denied. They mated
quickly, efficiently, and the only things that bonded them were the cubs the
female conceived. He knew mated pairs who couldn’t stand to live with each
other and only came together when the lust inside them burned. Cutler bent his
head in supplication because the beautiful woman joining with him adored him.
She might not love him yet. She might not even trust him. But she would. He
knew that as surely as he breathed.

“
Fina,
” Cutler groaned and drove his cock into her as
deep as he could. He rolled his hips, ground his pubis against her spread pussy
and groaned again. Without asking, he withdrew from her clinging heat and used
his great strength to flip her over and lift her onto her hands and knees.
Kneeling behind her, he drove back into her wetness and snarled with pleasure.

He could sink into her so deep this way. Cutler’s wolf eyes
watched his cock, glistening with her juices, wink in and out of sight as he
claimed her. He watched the mouth of her tight sheath draw back and forth,
clinging to him, threatening to shred his control. Tingling heat curled at the
base of his spine but he turned away from it with fierce determination. Not
yet…he wasn’t ready to come yet. His lips pulled back from his teeth in a
parody of a smile when Fina groaned. Cutler anchored one hand around her thigh,
pulled her back into him and ran the other over her taut belly. His fingers
combed through the curls on her mound then slipped between her legs. She
shuddered against him, sending shockwaves of pleasure into his shaft when he
found her clit and rubbed it. He pounded into her fiercely.

Cutler looked down at his mate’s slender, sweating body and
imagined it swollen with his cub. He knew Fina wouldn’t enter a heat cycle for
another few months at least and even then he’d withhold his seed from her. When
the rogue pack had tried to claim her, she’d probably just been entering a heat
cycle. For a young female whose focus was school, friends and family, such a
thing probably hadn’t even registered on her radar. It mattered now and Cutler
would do everything and anything to keep her safe and whole. Her spirit needed
time to heal. She needed to finish school and mature into her role in their
pack. He didn’t know how he’d endure the wait. He only knew he had to for her
sake.