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balls made his teeth hurt, but he’d
make sure Megan was satisfied before he went any further.
    The moment he
slid his fingers over her clit, she tensed and cried out, her
orgasm squeezing his fingers. “Sasha. Please.” She sucked in a
ragged-sounding breath. “I need you, baby.”
    It was too late
to worry about disgracing himself. He knew he’d not last long when
he got inside her. Taking care to unzip his jeans, he sighed with
relief his cock springing free, and ready for action. He shoved the
denim far enough down to be out of the way, and then positioned
himself behind Megan, one hand on her hip, the other grasping his
cock.
    So beautiful.
This was the most perfect sight in the world.
    His knees
trembled with the effort of holding back, so he gave in to his
instincts. One surge, and he drove in to the hilt. Little white
stars danced before his eyes. Jesus. Everything was magnified.
Every nerve ending. Her heat. Slippery.
    His brain could
only think one word at a time.
    Love.
    Need.
    Mine .
    Megan’s breath
hitched, and she arched her spine, throwing her head back. He was
close, probably only seconds away from imminent detonation, and he
needed to mark her. His wolf totally in control, Sasha dug his
teeth into the delicate skin at the base of her neck.
    Her cry as she
came again was drowned out by the roaring in his ears at his own
climax. His wolf’s triumphant howl was one of possession, devotion
and everything that was good between Sasha and his Mate.
    They collapsed
into a trembling heap on Megan’s bed, and it felt like hours before
Sasha had gathered his wits enough to speak. “ Cariad , that
was”—he groped for the right word. Failed—“in-fuckin’-credible.”
His heart continued to race. The most amazing rush ever.
    Megan twitched
beneath him, a muffled giggle coming from the pillows. “I came
twice, and I’m still wearing most of my clothes.” She craned her
neck and flashed him an innocent smile. “Thank you for sparing my
panties.”
    With an effort,
Sasha pulled out of Megan, and then rolled to his side, taking her
with him. “Any time. Although you do look even better without
them.”
    She snuggled
into his embrace, and pressed tiny kisses along his jaw. “I’m all
sticky now. And I have cum dribbling down my thigh. This is going
to take some getting used to.” She didn’t sound concerned.
    He stole a
kiss. “You’re telling me. I’m going to try for a full thirty
seconds next time. If we practice really hard, I might last for two
minutes by the end of the week.”
    “Uh huh. Just
as well we have some time off work.” Megan yawned, her eyelids
drooping. She wasn’t far from going to sleep, and Sasha wondered if this was the right time. She’d just given him a present to
remember, and maybe he could do the same? He pondered some more.
She’d draped her arm over his leg, covering the pocket he needed
access to.
    Before he could
move, Megan lifted her head and gazed at him, bleary-eyed. “I’m
starving. Let’s get some food, before it all goes.”
    Never mind
food. The moment was gone.
     

Chapter 4
    Megan was
inevitably sidetracked when they emerged onto the sprawling deck
area again. “Family friends,” she muttered, as people approached.
“This is going to take a while.” Sasha filled up plates with steak,
bread, and salads, and went back to rescue her. After just a few
bites of dinner, more partygoers wanted her attention, and soon
there was a continuous stream of them.
    It was only
until Boxing Day. Then he’d claim her all to himself.
    Megan was keen
to introduce him every time, but after a few curious looks his way,
the guests chatted with his Mate, leaving him standing by her side.
Despite his best efforts, Sasha was bored, and he strolled over to
the pool, pretending to watch the partygoers splashing around. In
his head, he saw snow covered mountains.
    Thoughts of
home tugged at his heart. His beloved twin, Tammy. His parents. His
friend, cousin, and pack Alpha,