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    “My fangs?”
    “I don’t care. Kiss me.”
    The war that raged around them could stay outside for a few hours. She’d found her mate.
    Her wolf liked Lucas and wanted to get closer to him. Sandra had never been one to deny her wolf, and so she slammed her lips onto Lucas’s, moaning as he plundered her mouth.
    He used the wrist he held to pull her even closer. Their clothing stopped any kind of other touching.
    The need for them to be together skin to skin was too strong. Tearing her wrist out of his grip, she gripped his shirt, and tore it off his body.
    “Fuck, you’re so wet. Are you in heat?”
    “I need you, Lucas, please.”
    Sandra tugged her own shirt off her body, and next tore off her bra. Wrapping her arms around him, she tugged him down for a kiss.
    Her moments of being in control disappeared as Lucas lifted her up and pressed her against the wall. His cock nestled between her thighs, and the heat of her pussy was too damn hard to resist.
    Lucas took over, holding her in place, and kissed her lips. He turned them away from the wall and dropped her to the bed.
    She didn’t fight his fingers as they unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her thighs.
    “Open those pretty thighs for me.”
    Sandra opened her legs and watched him drop to the floor between her thighs. In the next instant, his lips were on her, separating the lips of her pussy, and sliding his tongue over her slit. Crying out, she watched his tongue work her clit, circling around before flicking over the nub. The pleasure was instant, shooting throughout her body with undeniable pleasure.
    “So juicy and ripe. I could lick you all day long.”
    The way his tongue moved over her, and the subsequent pleasure, she’d be more than happy to have his tongue working her pussy. She loved it. Thrusting up to meet his tongue, Sandra moaned, unable to keep the sounds to herself.
    Mate.
    Belong to him.
    Ours.
    Her wolf whispered the words of mating and belonging. Sandra listened, knowing she’d found the one mate destined for her. Riding his tongue, she released a squeal as he flipped her over, so that she was on her knees. Her ass up in the air, and his fingers replaced his tongue.
    “Are you a virgin?” he asked.
    “No.”
    “Did you enjoy your first time?”
    “No. It was something we rushed to get it over with.” Her first time had been with a guy in high school. They’d been study buddies and went to prom together. She’d never taken him to the pack, or to her family. They expected her to date and marry a wolf. None of the wolves within the pack enjoyed her fuller figure. Most of the pack females had been slender, and it was what pack men wanted.
    “I’m going to make you scream, and forget every single touch of another male. I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name, and this pussy knows only one master, and that’s me.”
    His possessive claim shocked her, but she liked it.
    “You’re already blowing my mind, Lucas.”
    “I don’t care. I didn’t know you when you lost your virginity. I will not accept another man touching you.”
    “Are you a virgin?” she asked.
    “No.”
    “Then I’m to accept that other women have touched you?”
    “You’re the woman I want. I’ve been alive for six hundred years, sweet one. I wouldn’t go without sex.”
    “I’m twenty-five years old, Lucas. I wasn’t going to wait around. I wanted to have sex.”
    She had wanted to see what all the fuss was about.
    “Then we’ll accept our pasts, and from this day forward no other man will touch you.” He pressed two fingers inside her cunt, sliding them in and out.
    She was so wet that his fingers slid deep inside.
    “I want your cock.”
    “You’re going to get my cock when I’m ready to give it to you.” He added a third finger inside her, stretching her pussy. “I’m not a small man, baby. You’re going to need to get used to being fucked by a nice big cock.”
    Her pussy clenched, and he cursed.