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I want to wrap my arms around her and seat her on me as I show her never ending pleasure. I want to run my hands over every curve, every swath of skin and pepper it with kisses while showering her with tender promises of a perfect future. But instead I fight my every urge, my very nature, to take the lead.

"And what makes this so intolerable?" She asks, sounding slighted.

"It's the lack of touch." I shiver. "I want to feel every part of you. So damn bad, Colette."

"No, you want to be in control." She says, drawing her hand away. I look at her through heady eyes, her serious gaze doing nothing to diminish the throbbing erection she has fully fueled.

"I have surrendered to you fully." I tell her truthfully.

"Not yet." She shakes her head. "But you will."

She stands and rushes to me, pressing her body against mine as she reaches up, wrapping her arms around my neck. Her plush lips press against mine and I kiss her back, my mouth opening as she rolls her hips into me. It want to wrap my arms around her, but they are stuck to my side.

"Can I touch you back?" I beg her, breaking our kiss for a mere moment, and she pauses, a smile on her lips.

"I like you asking permission first." She says.

"Is that a yes?" I huff and she shakes her head.

"Yes. For now." I capture her lips again, my arms wrapping around her as I lift her up. Colette's slender legs wrap around my waist. I am so close to the point of entry, my lycan cursing me for not dropping her lower and taking her hard and fast.

She moans into my mouth, my body alight as I eat every little sound she makes like it is the only sustenance I will ever need again. One of her hands slides down, tracing my arm as she moves it from her lower back to her ass. A feral growl releases from me as I slide my other hand and she tilts her head back, exposing her neck to me.

My lips know immediately what to do as they latch onto her tender skin, and I rain down on her with gentle nips and licks. I move further down, finding the cusp of her perfect breast before I look up, begging for permission. She smirks and shakes her head no, and I whine in disappointment.

"You are punishing yourself," I grumble and she sighs.

"Fair point." She murmurs. Then she wiggles, my grip loosening as she tries to break free from my arms. My chest aches at the thought of her stepping away until she meets my eyes as she lifts one leg and I feel her slide down

on

1. me.

chest, my eyes rolling back in my head as her heat envelops me. She places her hand on my shoulder as she releases sweet little pants. Then she lifts herself before she drops on me again and I

neck and she pulls herself impossibly close that I meet her gaze and she nods, giving me free rein. In an instant, my body feels freer and I reach out, gripping her ass, lifting her and dragging her down my body, meeting my thrusts midway as we both groan, her

and I close my eyes, fighting against the mounting pleasure that is coming on

us, my thumb finding the sweet

she snaps her head up. She leans forward and grips me close, her lips nibbling

ear.

"Mark me, but you

break my skin and I roar out, trying like fucking hell to stop myself from the climax that's just a

of emotions, the way she feels as she comes with me inside of her and I grit my "teeth before I grip her head and yank it to the side

whisper, my lips brushing over her skin, and she nods her head, unable to

teeth sink into her skin, a popping sound ringing in my ears as water rains down on us. She rolls her hips into

whispers.

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head falls back and my eyes close as I convulse, clinging to her as she shakes in my arms. I find it impossible to make

she gently pushes herself away from me and drops beneath the water, her back to me. When she pops back up she moves toward the shallow

need to use the restroom." Colette whispers just as a soft sob breaks free. I furrow my brows, worry replacing

hurt you?" I ask her and she

"Yes."

bathroom, leaving me behind feeling wreaked with guilt and self hatred. Had I bitten her too hard? Or maybe I was too rough on

and slide beneath the surface for a mere moment before breaking the surface while allowing my mark to remain in the healing waters. I touch the tender

change that. Colette is safe now, protected from anyone who might try to harm her for who she is, what she is. There is not a single being in the world

me behind feeling wreaked with guilt and self hatred. Had I bitten her too hard? Or maybe I was too rough on her for it only

popping up while allowing my mark to remain in

can change that. Colette is safe now,

she is, what she is. There is not a single being in the world who

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hear a voice,