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the heat of his skin seared her back as he whispered into her ear, “So fucking beautiful.” Then he surged forward, filled her deep and started fucking her.
One strong forearm moved across her chest and he lifted her upright so her back pressed into the front of his body, like he’d promised. Fletch’s other hand skimmed her hip, moving to her damp folds to work her clit, bringing her to the edge again. He took her hard and deep, whispering rough, tender words against her ear.
Then they were both coming and the forest around her disappeared.
Fletch lowered her to the ground, his big body crouched over hers protectively. When her breathing returned to normal, she opened her eyes, and saw him draw in a deep breath. Then without a word, he released a howl so full of pleasure, she couldn’t stop her smile or the happy tears it brought to her eyes.
She had him back.
Hours later, Laney sat beside Fletch in bed. They’d spent the day running, playing, eating and making love.
But the truth about her father—what he’d done to Fletch, to both of them—sat cold and ugly in the pit of her stomach. It surrounded her like a dark shadow and the urgency to confront him over what he’d done gnawed at her. What had been going on in his head when he’d thrown the male she loved from their pack? How could he do that to her then face her the next day like he hadn’t just ripped her world apart?
“Open,” Fletch’s deep voice pulled her from her thoughts. She did as he asked, and opened her mouth for another spoonful of delicious ice-cream sundae.
“Why are you frowning?”
“Am I?” She reached out and walked her fingers down his bare abs.
He wrapped his thick fingers around her wrist, halting her progress and ignoring her attempt to distract him. “Don’t bullshit me, Laney.”
She blew out a frustrated breath. “I’m going to speak to my father tomorrow.”
“No.” He scooped another mouthful of dessert and brought it back to her mouth.
“What do you mean, ‘no’?”
“Did the meaning change without anyone telling me?”
Her mouth dropped open, and he took advantage, slipping the spoon past her lips.
Bastard!
She swallowed her mouthful. “I warned you not to pull that alpha shit on me.”
He dropped the spoon back into the bow and sat up straighter, the sheet dipped low on his hips. “Are you gonna bite my ass now?” His lips tipped up.
“Fletch…”
The grin disappeared. “You’re my woman, my mate. You don’t do that shit on your own.”
“I know what kind of man my father is and I’ll never forgive him for what he did to us, but he wouldn’t physically hurt me. I need to have this out with him. He needs to answer for what he did to us. And he needs to know, and accept, that you’re coming back.”
Coming back?
He had no intention of going back, not the way Delaney wanted, and neither was she. Once he’d dealt with her father, she could visit her pack mates whenever she wanted, but with him, so he could protect her.
She sat there biting her lip, worry clear in her eyes, and waited for his response. What the hell could he say? He shook his head, reached out and smoothed his hand across her bare shoulder, moving his thumb over the soft skin of her throat. She shivered. Fuck, he loved her. “Laney…babe, I’m sorry, but…”
Her hand lifted and she curled her fingers around his wrist. “I wasn’t the only one devastated when you disappeared, Fletch.” She lifted his hand and threaded their fingers. “You still have friends there, people who’ve missed you, and would be so happy to have you home.”
Denying her anything rubbed his fur the wrong way. But dammit, moving back wasn’t something he would consider. No fucking way. What the hell was he going to do? Anthony would see him dead before allowing him to remain his daughter’s mate. There was too much money at stake, too much bad blood. He needed time to figure out a way to keep Laney safe before he could consider
One strong forearm moved across her chest and he lifted her upright so her back pressed into the front of his body, like he’d promised. Fletch’s other hand skimmed her hip, moving to her damp folds to work her clit, bringing her to the edge again. He took her hard and deep, whispering rough, tender words against her ear.
Then they were both coming and the forest around her disappeared.
Fletch lowered her to the ground, his big body crouched over hers protectively. When her breathing returned to normal, she opened her eyes, and saw him draw in a deep breath. Then without a word, he released a howl so full of pleasure, she couldn’t stop her smile or the happy tears it brought to her eyes.
She had him back.
Hours later, Laney sat beside Fletch in bed. They’d spent the day running, playing, eating and making love.
But the truth about her father—what he’d done to Fletch, to both of them—sat cold and ugly in the pit of her stomach. It surrounded her like a dark shadow and the urgency to confront him over what he’d done gnawed at her. What had been going on in his head when he’d thrown the male she loved from their pack? How could he do that to her then face her the next day like he hadn’t just ripped her world apart?
“Open,” Fletch’s deep voice pulled her from her thoughts. She did as he asked, and opened her mouth for another spoonful of delicious ice-cream sundae.
“Why are you frowning?”
“Am I?” She reached out and walked her fingers down his bare abs.
He wrapped his thick fingers around her wrist, halting her progress and ignoring her attempt to distract him. “Don’t bullshit me, Laney.”
She blew out a frustrated breath. “I’m going to speak to my father tomorrow.”
“No.” He scooped another mouthful of dessert and brought it back to her mouth.
“What do you mean, ‘no’?”
“Did the meaning change without anyone telling me?”
Her mouth dropped open, and he took advantage, slipping the spoon past her lips.
Bastard!
She swallowed her mouthful. “I warned you not to pull that alpha shit on me.”
He dropped the spoon back into the bow and sat up straighter, the sheet dipped low on his hips. “Are you gonna bite my ass now?” His lips tipped up.
“Fletch…”
The grin disappeared. “You’re my woman, my mate. You don’t do that shit on your own.”
“I know what kind of man my father is and I’ll never forgive him for what he did to us, but he wouldn’t physically hurt me. I need to have this out with him. He needs to answer for what he did to us. And he needs to know, and accept, that you’re coming back.”
Coming back?
He had no intention of going back, not the way Delaney wanted, and neither was she. Once he’d dealt with her father, she could visit her pack mates whenever she wanted, but with him, so he could protect her.
She sat there biting her lip, worry clear in her eyes, and waited for his response. What the hell could he say? He shook his head, reached out and smoothed his hand across her bare shoulder, moving his thumb over the soft skin of her throat. She shivered. Fuck, he loved her. “Laney…babe, I’m sorry, but…”
Her hand lifted and she curled her fingers around his wrist. “I wasn’t the only one devastated when you disappeared, Fletch.” She lifted his hand and threaded their fingers. “You still have friends there, people who’ve missed you, and would be so happy to have you home.”
Denying her anything rubbed his fur the wrong way. But dammit, moving back wasn’t something he would consider. No fucking way. What the hell was he going to do? Anthony would see him dead before allowing him to remain his daughter’s mate. There was too much money at stake, too much bad blood. He needed time to figure out a way to keep Laney safe before he could consider
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