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Remy lengthened her claws and wiggled them at him. "Tempt."
Chase smirked before grabbing her ankles and dragging her closer to the edge. "That wasn't a dare," he told her as he put his hands on either side of her to hover over her. His knees separated hers, and he moved his hips to press himself against her, "What do you want Sweet cheeks?"
"You."
He leaned down and nipped her neck. A shiver ran through her from the sensation it gave her. She could feel her soul reaching out to him inside the bond. She needed his touch, his kiss, his everything.
"All of me?"
Remy hesitated. She knew what he was asking, and that was a bit more than she wanted. "Not yet," she said.
His chest rumbled, and then he kissed where he nipped. "You're the boss."
He kissed her again, and this one that made her toes curl. He unbuttoned her shorts and moved the zipper down. He only stopped long enough to peel her shorts and underwear from her body, and then he went back to kissing her. Their hands explored each other, touching everywhere they could. Chase lifted her again to move her back on the bed, and she felt his weight against her. The feeling of skin against skin sent a wave of need through her, and then his hardness pressed against her sensitive clit. The rough fabric from his jeans had her wiggling her hips to get more of him. Chase moved his mouth down her jaw and onto her neck as she used her claws to unhook his button. She felt Chase chuckle against her skin, and his laugh's vibrations made her stomach flip. He moved only enough to see his face. The playful smile on his lips made her heart skip a beat.
"Who said it was my turn?" he breathed before kissing her stomach.
"Last time, it was all about me."
"So?"
She cocked her head to the side. "Your turn?"
"Oh no. I don't need one. I just need you."
He kissed every inch of her. Each time his lips pressed against her skin, Remy wanted him more. Whatever way he liked it, she didn't care. She just needed him. Through the bond, she pushed her need into him to make him end her misery. He got the message. Chase was suddenly on top of her again and inside of her. She gasped as she felt her walls adjusting to his size. The chuckle returned, and he kissed her nose.
"Mine," he told her.
She wiggled underneath him, and his eyes dilated as he sucked in a breath. He growled at her before he kissed her. A scrape of his teeth against her lip made her wiggle again. She looked into his brown eyes. His eyes reflected for a moment, his Lycan peeking through to look at her. She smiled at him, knowing what he wanted to hear.
"Yours. All yours."
He kissed her again and rocked his hips. Remy moved hers with him, feeling the coiling of pleasure building inside of her. Chase took his time as a patient hunter to find all her buttons. She cried out his name as the first orgasm rocked through her, and Chase picked up his speed to intensify it. When she relaxed as it subsided, Chase hunted for the next spot. Each time he felt her legs tighten around him, he adjusted his angle or speed to bring her to a new high until he thoroughly had her panting and nearly a pile of goo under him. He seemed satisfied, then pushed her legs toward her chest and rammed his hard cock into her. Remy screamed each time he thrust into her until she heard him grunt against her. He let her legs go, moved his body aside, and pulled her against his chest. She buried her face in his neck and breathed in his amber and oak scent. She smelled a hint of magic that carried her scent into his. The bond inside her clenched as it stitched together more than before. A small opening between the stitches was there, signaling that the only step left was the marking.
"I feel it, too," he told her.
"What does it mean?" she asked him, trying not to panic.
"It means I am yours, and you are mine. That's all. You might carry my scent, but I'm not sure."
She sighed. "Great."
"I could ask your father to pursue you, so it takes some of the stress of 'us' off you."
"No," she said too curtly. Chase peered down at her, and she closed her eyes and clenched her jaw. She didn't want to hurt him. "Maybe I'll just tell him what's going on and explain that I will accept this when the disputes are over."
Chase pulled her tighter against him, "Whatever you think is best. I just need to know you aren't going to turn your back on this."
Remy rolled on top of him. Chase put his hands on her hips and waited for her to talk. His being this patient was helping her not fall into a full-blown panic attack.
"I wouldn't have gone this far if I had planned on that. I came here when I needed someone to help. I could have gone home or moved on to the next pack on our list, but I didn't." She grimaced at her explanation. It wasn't coming out right at all.
The small smile on his face told her she didn't fuck up too bad, though. "I'll follow your lead. How about that?"
Remy nodded, afraid of saying something that could be taken wrong. She wiggled her hips again and smiled down at him. "Tempt?"
Chase laughed before throwing her back down on the bed.
