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  With every moan out of her lips, he moved further down her body, until he was lying between her thighs. She dug her nails into the spikes of grass at her sides and glanced down, past her quivering belly to meet his golden stare.

  “You and me, babe.” His look turned possessive. She groaned. “There’s no going back after this.”

  “Yes, please.” She whimpered and lifted her ass off the grass, hoping he’d get the picture.

  He licked around her clit, in a slow, lazy circle. Her whimper tore from her dry throat. “Nate…please.”

  “I’ve got you.”

  Another slow lick and she groaned, gripped his short hair in her fists, and pushed him into her crotch. “No more games or you’ll be in trouble.”

  “What do you want then?” He asked in that playful growly voice she adored.

  “Make me come. Or go for broke and make me come twice.”

  He licked at her clit in quick flicks. Her muscles tensed in expectation.

  “Oh, God!” she choked out.

  His hot breath caressed her folds as he swiped his tongue repeatedly over her pussy and drove it into her channel. The sensation was unbelievable. She squirmed in his hold, gripping his hair and rocking her hips over his lips. Her blood felt on fire from how hot she was inside. She couldn’t form a coherent sentence if her life depended on it. All she knew was that at any moment, Nate’s licks were going to bring her over the edge. He shoved his face in her pussy, burying his tongue into her channel.

  “Oh, Nate!”

  He reared back. She struggled to breathe as she met his gaze. “This is only the beginning, sweetheart.”

  He went back to fucking her pussy with his tongue. Over and over. Each glide erotic. Like silken heat. She could only take choppy breaths and moan through it all. And when he growled, she came apart. The tension inside her unraveled so fast it left her breathless. A quick explosion of bliss and her body filled with joy as she rode the pleasure wave.

  She screamed his name. Loud. With her body still shaking from how hard she’d come and her legs jellified, she tried to grasp enough air into her lungs not to pass out. That’s when he crawled up her body, kissing her with lips that still held the taste of her own climax.

  He slipped into her pussy in a quick, hard drive. She dug her nails into his slick shoulders and panted. Their gazes met. Passion flared bright. White-hot. She tugged his head down for a kiss, raking her nails into his short hair and clutching the strands at the back of his head.

  Tongues tangled. Breaths mingled. And the world ceased to exist. She curled her legs around his waist, crossing her ankles at the small of his back. She clung to him, letting him own her with each thrust. Her body no longer hers but his now. Owned by him.

  The wild kiss turned scorching. Nothing but the feel of his tongue delving deep into her mouth at the same time he filled her with his cock. He slipped a hand between their sweaty bodies and rubbed circles over her swollen clit. She tore away from the kiss with a moan.

  “Oh, God! Nate…”

  He swiped his cool wet tongue over her neck, rubbing over her harsh beating pulse. “Let go, baby.”

  One tap on her clit and she flew. Colors danced in a rainbow of lines and shapes behind her lids. A scream lodged in her throat as her back arched off the ground with how hard she came. Her body vibrated with each new wave of pleasure flooding her core.

  Taking choppy breaths, she opened her eyes to meet his bright ones. With his cock still rock hard, he pulled out of her. In the moment it took her to gasp, she was on her stomach with him lifting her ass high in the air. She glanced over her shoulder to see him clenching his jaw.

  “Stay this way, baby,” he said with his voice low, rough. “I need inside you.”

  God, she needed him inside her too. Digging her nails into the grass, she leaned down and waited. He slid his hands down her back, kissed her cheeks, and a moment later pushed the head of his cock into her pussy. His thick shaft stretched her as he took her in a quick thrust.

  “Oh!” She whimpered low. Tension wound into a tight ball of need in her core. He drove forth and pulled back. Each slide slickening her pussy. Each thrust tore louder moans from her throat. His fingers bit into her hips, holding her in place. Another thrust. Harder now.

  “Yes! God, that feels good.”

  Her words seemed to propel him into increasing his speed. All she could do was enjoy the ride. His cock rubbed her pussy walls in a friction she’d pay to feel forever. A shiver raced down her spine, sparking never used pleasure cells to life. She squeezed her pussy muscles around his cock.

  “Fuck!”

  He dropped to all fours behind her, not once missing a beat. His body surrounded her, cocooning her in his warmth. It was sexy and erotic. The position wasn’t new, but it was Nate with his large body covering her with his heat that tattooed the moment into her brain. Unforgettable. His strokes continued in a rapid pace that increased the sizzle in her blood with each glide. She was lost to the sensations. Lost to how close she was to flying.

  Then he did it again. He rubbed her super sensitized clit in quick flicks and sent her soaring.

  “Oh. My. God!”

  She was lost in the pleasure. In the bliss of adrenaline that filled her veins and took over. His teeth scraped the back of her shoulder in a bite that only enhanced her orgasm. Kept her mindless. His thrusts stopped suddenly, his body tensed, and then he growled.

  “Mine. Only mine.”

  His orgasm shook him hard enough she felt it when he plastered his chest to her back. The bite turned painful enough to make her scream louder as he filled her with his seed. For long moments she continued to have aftershocks of mini orgasms. To her pleasure, he continued to jerk in her channel. Her pussy squeezed at his cock not willing to give up a single drop of his cum.

  When they could finally move, he turned her over to lay on top of him on the grass.

  “That was…”

  “I know.” He sounded more than satisfied with himself. She couldn’t fault him. She had no words.

  “You know,” she said in a barely audible whisper, “I would’ve never imagined you’d do something that—”

  “Amazing?” He chuckled.

  She lifted her head from his chest and frowned at him. “Full of yourself much?”

  “I think you should get a tattoo with my name on it.” He grinned, eyes sparkling with mischief.

  “You are drunk!” She accused, slapping his sweaty shoulder.

  His laughter boomed with the rustle of the wind in the trees. His chest lifted her with each chuckle. “You should. You belong to me now.”

  “Belong? Yeah.” She felt his forehead. “You’re either drunk or sick to be speaking that much nonsense.”

  He had to be drunk. She’d been in love with him for years. And other than the kiss he’d given her during Ellie’s party, he’d never really done anything near like what he was doing now. A sound alerted her to turn toward the trees. The idea someone was near wasn’t one she liked. She hurried to dress before someone caught her naked.

  “I’m going home, Spot.”

  He helped her stand and cupped her face. “At least you’re not calling me Furball like Jordan does Aric. I’ll go see if there’s anyone in the area. Give me a few minutes, and I’ll take you home.”

  She shook her head. “Not necessary. I’m…I need to think.”

  “You’re not suddenly changing your mind about what happened here, are you?” He asked.

  “No, but I don’t do these kind of things. You know that. It’s best if I go home, and we see each other in a few days. Take a break.”

  “Not a few days. Tomorrow,” he said in the bossy voice she wasn’t very fond of.

  “I’ll think about it. You know, for a mutt you’re quite bossy, Spot.” She spun to gather the equipment, but he turned her to face him.

  She had to go. All kinds of confusion clouded her mind. She and Nate had finally done something special and incredible. She had a hard ti
me stamping her own claim on him. And there lay her problem. Her heart pounded in her chest as fear flowed through her veins, urging her to move. To go. To run back to the safety of her home and keep away from the man making her want things she didn’t normally need. Emotional attachments frightened her, and she steered clear of them. But it didn’t help her idea of wanting a true family. No matter how she looked at it, at some point she would have to take the step to get past the emotional stuff that seemed so scary. Being always closed off really made her life difficult.

  “I’ve made multiple attempts at asking you on dates, and I can never get you to say yes.”

  “I didn’t really think you were being serious.”

  His brows dipped low. “Why not?”

  Why not indeed? There wasn’t a single valid reason for her to have rejected his advances all this time other than the fact she was afraid of the future with any man. Afraid of becoming a clingy copy of her mother. “I…”

  “See, you don’t have a reason. This putting me off ends now. Tomorrow we’ll spend some time together. Just you and me. Now, say yes.”

  What she wanted to say were a couple of choice words her mouth refused to let loose. But how could she say no again? She’d be turning him down when what she really wanted was to be with him. If she didn’t give it a chance, she knew she’d live with too many what ifs. “I will consider seeing you tomorrow, but I make no promises of any other time.”

  He stalked her. Tension poured out of each of his steps toward her. Her hackles rose at the line bisecting his brow into a deep frown. Then he moved forward, crowding her and kissed her one more time before taking a step back from her. “Tomorrow.”

  She nodded in defeat. “Tomorrow.”

  “EMMA, I DON’T think she really cares what color of blue you pick.” Karla tried to keep the bite from her words, but her OCD friend was getting on her last nerve.

  It had been like this for an hour. One frickin’ hour of them staring at decorations. All for a bridal shower for their friend Jordan. Aric, hunky leader of the Sexy Four, finally popped the question, and she’d said yes. Not that it came as a surprise to anyone. The way poor Jordan went beet red whenever they spoke of Aric was a major indicator she had more than the hots for Ellie’s oldest brother. But now they were in a scramble to do things in a matter of days. The couple had decided they’d marry ASAP, which played havoc on Emma’s planning tendencies. Her very annoying bossy tendencies. And it meant Karla was going to have to plan the bridal shower with Nicole, or she’d end up stabbing one of her closest friends with the pretty pen she had in her hand.

  “No, it has to be perfect.” Emma frowned while tracing the lines of the lace overlay she wanted to use on the reception tables.

  That’s it. She couldn’t do this. There was too much other shit on her mind. Mainly, on the frustrating Nathan Wolfe. Stupid man. And why was she letting the fact that he wasn’t around annoy her? Just because they had sex—hold it. They hadn’t had sex. They’d had toe-curling, skin-biting orgasms. And now that she thought about it, her body heated with memories.

  Fucking Spot.

  Almost three weeks since the day of the scenting ceremony, and she’d seen him only one time at a barbecue his parents held for Jordan and Aric. And her mind and heart could do nothing but miss him. Their promise to see each other had been thwarted by multiple issues concerning Jordan and then Ellie. Then Nate had ended up leaving to help Caleb and “tomorrow” had turned into “someday." Not that she could ever be angry with her friends. It wasn’t their fault all kinds of crap had taken place. She loved them and was happy things had finally calmed a bit. But it saddened her that what had been something she’d looked forward to had disintegrated before it started.

  “Okay, Emma. This is what’s going to happen,” Karla turned toward the drill sergeant with a soothing smile, “you’re going to go off and take care of all those wedding details you need to and leave this to me and Nic. We’ll handle all of it. Alone.” She tugged the fabric out of Emma’s hands with force, all the while clenching her back teeth. Emma’s grip didn’t budge. Karla tugged again and became woozy with the quick moment. The room spun for a nanosecond before righting itself. Another tug and Emma released the material. Karla wasn’t a violent person, normally, but Emma could drive a saint to murder.

  Emma’s brows shot up, and her pretty hazel eyes went wide. “Are you sure? I thought you didn’t like having to decide on this kind of stuff.”

  She took a breath and held it before slowly letting it out. She really needed to calm down. And stop thinking about Nathan. “No, honey. You don’t like giving me a chance to make any decisions. But as of right now, I’m releasing you from this task. I’ll handle it.”

  Emma gave the fabric a longing stare. “If you’re sure—”

  “Go!”

  “Okay, alright. I’m going.” She grinned and headed out of the hall.

  The coordinator returned with an armload of different shades of blue table cloths. “Where is Ms. Ferro?”

  Time to end the insanity.

  “She’s gone.” Karla pointed to the prettiest shade of sapphire blue with a smile. “We’ll take all the decorations in that blue and the pale gold.”

  The coordinator’s shoulders drooped. “That was…fast.”

  Yeah. Thank goodness. “If you have any questions, call me. Otherwise, we should be good with this.”

  The sun beamed down on Karla’s head, but the wind helped her stay cool. For a summer day, it wasn’t that bad. She headed for her car, ignoring the growing fatigue and lightheadedness plaguing her for the past few days.

  Dammit she almost forgot to buy some Iron and B12 pills. She grumbled her way into the pharmacy near the lot where she’d parked her car. Her cell phone rang at the same time she walked into the store, and she almost tripped while trying to answer it and hold the heavy door open. Clearly she couldn’t do more than one thing at a time.

  “Hey, Jordan.” She smiled making her way to the vitamin section. She needed a nap really bad.

  “How are you doing?” Jordan’s voice sounded worried.

  “Tired, but I’m getting my vitamins. What’s up? Is Emma making you insane with more blue?” She felt for her friend. Emma could get completely OCD with a project.

  “She’s okay. Though if she mentions a pattern again, I may drag Aric to Vegas and say to hell with it.” She groaned. “But I’m not calling about Emma. I’m more concerned with you.”

  Browsing through the multitude of organic vitamins, she grabbed her usual bottle of Iron and multivitamins. “Why? You know I get like this when I forget to take Iron and B12. I keep forgetting I’m probably the world’s only chubby anemic.”

  “Not funny.” Jordan chastised Karla’s lame joke.

  “I’m fine. Really.”

  “Karla,” Jordan said slowly, “I want you to do something, but I don’t want you to freak out, okay?”

  “If you ask me to buy you lube, I draw the line at that. I love you, but you can get your own.” She ran her fingers into her hair, pushing the annoying curls back.

  “Karla...”

  “Okay, fine. I’ll buy you lube, but don’t you dare tell the others.”

  “It’s not that!”

  She leaned on a wall of pills to hold back the lightheadedness she felt. Jordan was starting to worry her with how serious she sounded. The last time that happened they’d ended up getting put on probation at their school. It wasn’t their fault the fire alarms went off and everyone ended up wet from their science project. Thankfully, Karla’s brother Kel was the trial dean there. Being super smart got him through school early and he was handpicked after college as vice-dean at the school due to his great ideas on education and leadership. Recently, he’d been asked to lead when the dean took a leave of absence. Kel ignored some of the stuff they did. Okay, he ignored a lot of the stuff they did and treated them like five year olds who needed supervision. “What? Damn I need some food or I swear I am going to pass out.”
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  “I want you to pee on a stick.”

  “What?” The room shifted. She saw a moving blurry wave of bottles. It happened so fast she swore she’d fall on her face. Her knees buckled under her and she slid down the wall. Plastic containers rattled on her descent as she knocked them down before landing on her ass with a thump.

  “Karla, don’t panic, honey. But I really think you should buy a test,” Jordan said without actually saying what test. “The last time I saw you…”

  Karla tried to rein in her fear, but it was hard. “The last time you saw me what?”

  “You smelled different.”

  “Different?” Karla frowned, lifting an arm to rub it under her nose. Nothing different there. “Different how?”

  “Like your scent was mixed with another,” Jordan said quietly.

  Nothing like a friend calling you up on the phone to tell you that you smelled pregnant.

  Jordan knew Karla had always said she wouldn’t have kids until she was in a stable relationship and married. Right now, she was neither. She didn’t want to make the same mistakes as her mother. Living for a man that was never there for her. Ignoring the children most days because she was too worried about spying on their father. Karla knew that wasn’t what she wanted. She’d lived it from the child’s perspective. She was one-third of a triplet set and only got along with her brother, Kel. Her sister—her identical sister Kassandra—was the triplet from hell. Being neglected by their mom because she was too wrapped up in their father had been eye-opening and not something she ever wanted to put a child or herself through.

  “I don’t need to. This is just my body reminding me I need vitamins.” Right? Right! There was no way she could be pregnant. It was only a few weeks since she’d had sex with Nate. And that was only one night. Okay, an unforgettable night, but still only one night. She remembered how she’d wondered why her time of the month hadn’t arrived. She was on the pill to regulate her cycle. She was only like a day late anyway.