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She couldn’t breathe. She was sweating despite the water pouring over her and wondered if she was going to melt right there in the shower.
Curling tendrils of white heat were traveling through her body, and she could feel her flesh prickling with the most amazing pleasure. As though his words were stroking her skin, traveling over her entire body rather than stroking that damnable washrag over her ass, over and over again.
He dipped into the cleft between the cheeks, cleaned her there, and then she felt the water rinsing her. Rinsing as he stroked, as he cupped the cheeks of her rear and hummed his appreciation in a kiss on each curve.
“I love your ass, Dawn.” His voice was rough, filled with hunger. “I swear I’m going to come in my pants every time I watch you walk. I watch these sweet muscles bunch and move, and all I can think about is clenching them while you ride me.”
She couldn’t swallow, she couldn’t moan. Her legs were shaking as she felt the weakness in them, and when his tongue licked over the inner curve of one cheek, she knew she was going to sink to the floor of the shower.
“Steady there, sweetheart.” He gripped her hips and held her still. “Stand right there for me. I’m dying to touch you. To taste you
. My mouth is watering for your kiss the same way it’s watering for the taste of your sweet pussy. I want both. I want to suck that pretty tongue in my mouth and I want to drive you crazy while I suck your sweet clit into my mouth.”
She was going to—do something. She had read about this feeling, but she hadn’t read about it being so strong it clenched her womb, sent agonizing streams of pleasure tearing through it as her clit throbbed with a feeling of near rapture.
She had never, never known pleasure like this. There was nothing to compare it to. No way to know what she should do or what she should say.
“I want to touch you.” Her voice was whisper thin and pleading. If she was touching him then he couldn’t be stealing parts of her soul a little piece at a time with his words, his touch.
“Not tonight, Dawn.” He rose behind her and she felt his erection, so thick and hot at her lower back. Powerful, throbbing like her clit was throbbing, and her mouth began to water. It began to water and the hormone that filled the glands of her tongue began to flow free.
The taste of heat filled her senses. The scent of him wrapped around her, and as she felt the water shut off, felt him pull her back against him, the woman and the animal merged to stretch, to rub, to prepare herself for possession by her mate.
CHAPTER 11
She purred. Seth heard the sound and felt the head of his cock flex and throb before pumping a fierce blast of semen against her back.
He thought he was going to lose it right there. She had purred for him. Rumor was that the female Breeds didn’t purr. The males could, especially during sensual, sexual activities, but not the females.
His female did. She stretched in his arms, her pert little ass tucked against his thighs, and a low, soft rumble vibrated either in her throat or beneath those pretty, swollen breasts, he couldn’t be certain which.
It wasn’t a constant rumble, about the duration of a sigh, but it went through his bloodstream like wildfire. His Cougar purred. His fierce, determined, explosive little mate had purred for him.
His teeth clenched as he opened the door of the shower, keeping one arm securely around her, and jerked the towel from the warming bar on the shower door. It was soft and warm, perfect to dry her. Just as the scented oil he had laid out by the bed was perfect to stroke her. If he could find the control to do it. If he could wait just a little bit longer to possess her, then he would try it out as well.
He had oils to match the soaps. What was obsessive if not that? God in heaven what had made him think he could ever live his life without this woman?
“Let me dry you.” He turned her in his arms, gazing down at the drowsy, sensual features as she stared back at him in feminine confusion.
“Why are you doing this?” She was watching him as though the answer were important to her. As though the fact that he was doing it astounded her.
“Because I’ve dreamed of it.” His lips quirked into an unwilling smile. “Dawn, I’ve fantasized about it. Even after the hormones from the mating heat disappeared, I still stood in the shower and jacked off thinking about it.”
“Even when you were with the others?” A sparkle of anger lit the depths of her eyes.
Seth drew the towel down her back, over her rear, and stared back at her somberly. “Even then, Dawn. And even then, there was no satisfaction. There was only the emptiness that gnawed at me, no matter where I went or what I did.”
He should have fought for her, he thought again. He should have told Jonas and Callan to go to hell rather than letting them play upon his own fears. That had been his weakness. She was so small and delicate, and he was so much larger that he had already feared hurting her. Once he’d seen those images, the soul-deep knowledge of the damage he could do to her had slammed into his brain.
“I dreamed of you too,” she whispered, and the sound of her voice broke his heart. All the loneliness, all the agonizing nights of arousal and heartache that he had felt now echoed in her voice. “I dreamed you came to me.”
“And I’ve come to you.” He dried her slowly before quickly whisking the towel over his own body.
When he lifted her in his arms, his chest actually ached. She gasped in surprise, her hands catching at his shoulders as though no one had ever carried her. And he didn’t doubt no one had. He doubted Dawn had ever been spoiled with either affection or pleasures.
“What are you doing?” Her voice was thin, faint, as he carried her to the bed.
“Seducing my mate.” He put his knee on the mattress and lowered her to it. “Are you willing to be seduced, mate?”
