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  Alaura bit into her lip as heat scored her skin. His actions were so much more than just nice. His tongue, velvety, pointed and fervent, lapped eagerly at her skin, making her thighs quiver…her pussy pulse and ache.

  Shaw giving Hagan an open invitation made it all the more thrilling.

  She’d watched some of the pack mates make love in groups. The full moon especially brought out the carnal desires in them. Many times she’d felt envious that they could share their love so freely. She’d often wished she had the nerve to be a part of their lovemaking.

  Now she was.

  Alaura reached for Shaw’s stiff cock and held it tight in her fist. She stroked him as he groaned with pleasure. She wished she could do more for him.

  She wanted to see him come.

  Hagan pulled her even closer as he eagerly sucked on her sensitive nub. Ah. Alaura pursed her lips to keep from crying out. The sensation was too intense.

  “Don’t hold back, love. I want you to scream out how it good it feels.” Shaw leaned over and sucked her budded nipple into his hot mouth.

  Below, Hagan’s tongue worked its way down past her slit to her anus, where he teased her tender opening.

  “Oh.” Alaura released Shaw’s cock and cupped her hands over her face. “Oh, wow.”

  Hagan chuckled. “Her ass is very sensitive, I see.”

  Shaw moved on to her other breast as redness crept up his neck. “Keep going,” he ordered.

  “Of course.” Hagan looked over Shaw’s head and winked at her. “You taste delicious, Alaura. I could eat you all day.”

  Shaw tensed at her nipple for a moment before continuing, and Alaura had half a mind to make Hagan stop. She was enjoying herself but if this wasn’t what Shaw wanted, then why did he allow it?

  Her worry was quickly forgotten when Hagan’s tongue dipped into her pussy just as Shaw’s mouth tugged at her nipple. The combined sensation sent a scorching surge from one nerve to the other and she couldn’t think anymore. She clenched down on Hagan’s tongue and arched up toward Shaw’s mouth. God help her. She wanted more.

  As if he’d read her mind, Shaw released her breast and moved to straddle her chest. His hard shaft bobbed above her lips, tempting her.

  “Let me suck you, Shaw.” She lifted her head to lick the bottom of his shaft and he hissed out a breath.

  “Damn,” Hagan murmured and lightly bit her throbbing clitoris.

  “Ahh.” Alaura jerked and clenched her teeth from the unbearable sensation.

  Shaw grinned warmly. “That might be a little too dangerous for my taste, love,” he said but pressed his head against her mouth. “Just lick it, sweetheart. Get it wet.”

  She did as he said, lapping at his length from his base to his engorged head. He had a gorgeous cock, flawlessly formed, hard as a rod. She slid her tongue against the vein pulsing and running along his shaft, only wishing she could give him more.

  “That’s good, sweetheart,” he said gruffly. “Perfect.” He inched back over her and set his damp cock between the valley of her breasts. “I’m going to fuck you here, Alaura. Do you want me here?”

  “Yes. Please. I want you to come. I want to feel it on me.”

  He licked his hands and added more moisture to the curve of her breasts. Then he gently pushed them together, forcing her soft flesh to fully encompass his thick erection.

  Behind him, Hagan licked her trembling pussy, plunging his long tongue into her entrance. He held her up with one hand and used his other to make teasing circles around her anus.

  Alaura cried out. “Please. More. I need more.”

  Shaw brushed his thumbs over her budded nipples as his slick shaft moved between her breasts. She reached up to run her fingers over his muscled chest, down his rippled stomach—all the places she’d longed to touched. His muscles flexed as he slowly, seductively, glided back and forth. Wow, she could orgasm from just the sight of him.

  She threw her head back when Hagan’s wet finger entered her tight anus. “Oh. Yes. That’s so good.” She easily stretched for him, allowing him to slip a second finger inside.

  Shaw grunted on top of her. He bit into his full bottom lip…but still he didn’t come. He watched her with covetous eyes, continuing the kneading and teasing of her breasts. His hard cock slid between them while he gently rolled her nipples with his fingers.

  A river of fire boiled through her as they both teased her nerves from one end of her body to the other. She panted as Shaw spread out beside her and dipped his head down to take her mouth. His hair, smelling of the forest pine and fresh air, framed her face and his tongue claimed her, feeding off her as if he couldn’t get enough.

  She indulged in the sensations, whimpering into Shaw’s mouth. His cock was impossibly hard against her thigh. Her emotions were on overload. The past few months had given her too much to think about and she needed reassurance that everything would be okay.

  “Shaw?” she whispered against his lips. “I want you inside me. I want to feel you deep down, filling me up.”

  Shaw nodded and didn’t waste any time maneuvering her away from Hagan’s touch. He lay on his back and pulled her on top to straddle him. Hagan rubbed his palm down her spine while Shaw braced her hips and guided her onto his hard staff.

  She sunk onto him and sighed at how perfectly he fit inside her. He chuckled and pulled her down to brace her face and kiss her lips. His caress was so soft and tender, she had to sigh again. Her heart filled with what could only be love.

  Love for him and love for his pack. She finally had a family who cherished her.

  Hagan cleared his throat and positioned himself behind Alaura. She looked back at him as he gripped her bottom with his rough fingers. His hands had explored her most private areas and she’d felt enough comfort with these two men to allow it.

  Her breath hitched when he eased her down onto Shaw’s cock. He grinned devilishly and dropped his head to her ass. “Don’t worry, Alaura. I won’t hurt you.”

  She believed Hagan, too. None of them would ever harm her.

  She hissed out a breath as his tongue lathed across her anus. A new wave of warmth rolled through her.

  Her heart filled with joy.

  Shaw forced her attention back on him. He gripped her face between his hands and angled her so they were eye to eye. His gentle gaze gleamed of pure love and adoration.

  “Pretend he’s me, Alaura. All of it is me. My gift to you…for our new life.” He thrust his hips up as he cradled her face in his hands.

  “Okay,” she said. Our new life. What did he mean by that?

  Any worry she’d had disintegrated as her insides smoldered and trembled from the combined attention. They were very good at pleasing a woman. She only wondered if one day she’d have Shaw for herself. It felt amazing to be pleased by the both of them. Only her heart was Shaw’s and his alone.

  Both men grunted and groaned. Alaura peeked back to see that Hagan was working himself to release. His hand jerked up and down his hard shaft.

  “Oh,” she cried, desire consuming her as Shaw lifted his hips in a steady rhythm, his cock lodging deep inside her.

  Hagan moved his mouth from her and lifted his cock next to her anus. A couple more strokes and he spurted his hot cum against her ass cheek.

  Alaura moaned as a new immediate wave of heat ratcheted her body. Her heart beat wildly as her body jerked.

  Shaw grabbed her arms and drew her down. “Come here, love.” He lifted his head to kiss and lick her throat as she panted. The pleasure was almost too intense as he continued to thrust inside her, his tempo growing insistent.

  Harder, deeper, he filled her slick pussy, sliding into a sensitive spot she’d never known existed. Sweet pressure built inside her. Higher and higher.

  Oh, wow.

  She dropped her head to cradle Shaw’s neck and cried out as a rushing orgasm hit her hard. Her hands burrowed into his muscular arms. Her thighs quaked and her pussy pulsed. Waves of fire rolled through her and she took in
gasps of air, then collapsed onto his chest.

  He held her limp body and kissed her moist cheek. Somewhere behind her, she heard Hagan depart, leaving her alone with Shaw, the man—no, Were—with whom she’d fallen desperately in love.

  “Alaura, do you know what you’ve done to me?” he whispered against her ear.

  “No. Tell me.” For months, she’d thought she’d only been a burden to him and his pack. She’d selfishly stayed with them, soaking up their generosity. Now, she couldn’t imagine living without them—especially the man lying underneath her, stroking her back as aftershocks rocked her body.

  “You’ve made me fall in love with you.” He braced her jaw and lifted her head until she could meet his determined blue eyes.

  Her throat clogged with emotion and her eyes stung with tears. “What?”

  “I love you, Alaura. And I want you to be my mate. I want to settle into our new home in our new land, and I want you to be mine. Only mine.”

  “Shaw.” She swallowed the painful lump in her throat and her eyes burned with the threat of tears.

  “I’ll always be loyal and respectful. I’ll always keep you safe from harm. I swear it.” His brows bunched together. “Do you believe me? Have I not proved my love for you?”

  “Yes,” she finally forced herself to say. “Yes, I believe you. And I love you too, with every inch of my heart and soul. You have no idea.”

  He grinned wide, showing a dimple on his left cheek that she’d never noticed before. “So you’ll be my mate?”

  “Are you sure you want that? I’m human and I’ll only live as long as my body and fate allows it. You don’t age, Shaw. I do.”

  “I’ve heard of many wonderful things that have happened in Paqualette. The queen herself has turned Were with the help of a coven of witches. There’s hope you could live a longer life than I would.”

  “And if not?” She braced herself for disappointment.

  “Then I’ll still have you as my mate. I’m yours and you’re mine,” he said, saying the simple mating words she’d heard once before when two in his pack had gone through the ceremony. “Say it back to me and make me a happy man, love.”

  Shaw was her soulmate, there was no doubt. And she’d do everything she could to make him happy for the rest of her life—no matter how short or long.

  “I’m yours and you’re mine,” she replied, smiling so large her cheeks hurt.

  “Yes, you are.” He kissed her lips. “Forever.”

  About the Author

  Lia Slater thinks the world would be a better place if everyone read romance novels. There’s so much to learn from the storylines. Love. Loyalty. Confidence. Passion. Desire. Conflicts would be resolved with happy endings. And, of course, the sex would be mind-boggling.

  Lia is well on her way to helping the world become a better place by writing steamy romance with heart-pounding emotion.

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