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wondering gentleness with which he'd tasted her earlier was gone. Now all he felt was the deep, primal urge to claim this woman as his own. An urge matched in her eyes and her every movement.
Her long, dark hair, tangled and wet around her face, framed an expression that told him she felt as wildly out of control as needed. As he pulled back out almost all the way, she cried out a protesting "No!"
Letting a grin unfurl across his face, Jackson shook his head at her. "I am in charge here, Tamsin. This goes as I choose."
Before she could even draw breath again, he plunged back into her all the way, slamming so hard against her his heavy sac smacked against her luscious ass. Again, again, and again. He let the ancient movements take full control of his body, driving into her with a nearly mindless chant going through his head as he did so.
Tamsin. My Tamsin. Mine. Tamsin.
"Mine," he growled out loud, the word nearly unintelligible. "You," he thrust again, to the music of her delighted gasp, "Are," he pulled out only to quickly thrust back in, "Mine."
Like thunder, the skyrocketing explosion came over him so suddenly realized he was about to burst. The long, hard spasms caught him as Tamsin's own inner muscles convulsed around him. His hoarse yells rang throughout the grotto as he held onto her bucking hips with his hands, looking into her wide-open eyes with his as they cried and shook and spiraled together into a beautiful, stunning abyss of pure sensation and togetherness from which he never, ever wanted to leave.
As if she could read his mind, Tamsin raggedly murmured, “Like this. Always like this. Please stay with me,” she ended in a whisper, reaching her hand behind her to press against his hip.
“Yes,” he whispered back, still deep inside her. “I'm not going anywhere.”
Chapter Six
A light knock at her office store took Tamsin's already distracted attention away from her tablet. "Yes?" She called, forcing the secretive smile that had been playing on her face all morning to turn into her usually composed expression.
One of the human servants, a young woman named Bree, who as it turned out had been a childhood friend of Cassie's and thus was someone Tamsin had carefully been attempting to create a better relationship with herself, tentatively poked her head around the large oak door. At her trepidation-filled expression, Tamsin immediately stiffened. "What is it, Bree?"
Audibly swallowing, the girl said, "Ah, there's a situation by the front door. Your presence has been requested immediately."
A soon as she spoke, she made as if to disappear and scurry down the hallway. But Tamsin stood up and immediately strode to the door, catching Bree's glance before the girl could flee.
"Wait. What's going on?"
Bree's terrified face cast itself toward the ground as she shook her head.
Taking a quick breath and tempering her voice, Tamsin said more gently, "Bree. I sounded sharp. I'm sorry. Walk with me as you tell me what's going on." She left her office and headed down the hall without looking back to see that the girl would follow. Much as Tamsin actually liked the estate's human servants, and had slowly started to look at the pack's relationship with humans after Cassie had spent some time trying to open her eyes about it, Tamsin couldn't quite shake her years of training and habits. Besides, they got paid excellent wages and had very good benefits as well. For that, she did expect someone to at least tell her what was going on in her own household.
Even so, the young woman stayed silent as she followed Tamsin. Tamsin looked over her shoulder while quickening her steps. It must be serious.
After another brief moment during which they turned down another one of these seemingly endless hallways of the estate, Bree said simply, "There's a human at the door. Well, she's inside now. And…"
She paused again.
Impatient, Tamsin prompted, "And?"
"And," she continued with obvious
Her long, dark hair, tangled and wet around her face, framed an expression that told him she felt as wildly out of control as needed. As he pulled back out almost all the way, she cried out a protesting "No!"
Letting a grin unfurl across his face, Jackson shook his head at her. "I am in charge here, Tamsin. This goes as I choose."
Before she could even draw breath again, he plunged back into her all the way, slamming so hard against her his heavy sac smacked against her luscious ass. Again, again, and again. He let the ancient movements take full control of his body, driving into her with a nearly mindless chant going through his head as he did so.
Tamsin. My Tamsin. Mine. Tamsin.
"Mine," he growled out loud, the word nearly unintelligible. "You," he thrust again, to the music of her delighted gasp, "Are," he pulled out only to quickly thrust back in, "Mine."
Like thunder, the skyrocketing explosion came over him so suddenly realized he was about to burst. The long, hard spasms caught him as Tamsin's own inner muscles convulsed around him. His hoarse yells rang throughout the grotto as he held onto her bucking hips with his hands, looking into her wide-open eyes with his as they cried and shook and spiraled together into a beautiful, stunning abyss of pure sensation and togetherness from which he never, ever wanted to leave.
As if she could read his mind, Tamsin raggedly murmured, “Like this. Always like this. Please stay with me,” she ended in a whisper, reaching her hand behind her to press against his hip.
“Yes,” he whispered back, still deep inside her. “I'm not going anywhere.”
Chapter Six
A light knock at her office store took Tamsin's already distracted attention away from her tablet. "Yes?" She called, forcing the secretive smile that had been playing on her face all morning to turn into her usually composed expression.
One of the human servants, a young woman named Bree, who as it turned out had been a childhood friend of Cassie's and thus was someone Tamsin had carefully been attempting to create a better relationship with herself, tentatively poked her head around the large oak door. At her trepidation-filled expression, Tamsin immediately stiffened. "What is it, Bree?"
Audibly swallowing, the girl said, "Ah, there's a situation by the front door. Your presence has been requested immediately."
A soon as she spoke, she made as if to disappear and scurry down the hallway. But Tamsin stood up and immediately strode to the door, catching Bree's glance before the girl could flee.
"Wait. What's going on?"
Bree's terrified face cast itself toward the ground as she shook her head.
Taking a quick breath and tempering her voice, Tamsin said more gently, "Bree. I sounded sharp. I'm sorry. Walk with me as you tell me what's going on." She left her office and headed down the hall without looking back to see that the girl would follow. Much as Tamsin actually liked the estate's human servants, and had slowly started to look at the pack's relationship with humans after Cassie had spent some time trying to open her eyes about it, Tamsin couldn't quite shake her years of training and habits. Besides, they got paid excellent wages and had very good benefits as well. For that, she did expect someone to at least tell her what was going on in her own household.
Even so, the young woman stayed silent as she followed Tamsin. Tamsin looked over her shoulder while quickening her steps. It must be serious.
After another brief moment during which they turned down another one of these seemingly endless hallways of the estate, Bree said simply, "There's a human at the door. Well, she's inside now. And…"
She paused again.
Impatient, Tamsin prompted, "And?"
"And," she continued with obvious
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