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Until now.

“They’re mates,” she pointed out when he said nothing. “Cassie will blow you out of the water if you attempt to bring him in after mating.”

Yeah, Cassie would have quite a bit to say to him if he attempted to arrest anyone’s mate, especially Cat’s. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t do it if he had to. But that all depended on Graeme.

“Jonas?” Rachel lowered her head until it rested at his shoulder. “What are you going to do?”

Glancing at her from the corner of his eye, he let a smile quirk at his lips.

“What I always do.”

She groaned, dropping her forehead to his shoulder now as her slender hands gripped his shoulders. “I love you, Jonas, but one day, a Breed is going to kill you for interfering in their lives the way you do.”

Yes, she loved him. She balanced him and often helped shape his plans as well as his views at any given moment.

“I only interfere now when I have no other choice,” he promised her. “That Breed is possibly the most intelligent and most dangerous Breed ever created. The things he knows about Breed creation and physiology could terrify Genetics Council biogenetic engineers for centuries to come. He’ll never be free, Rachel. Even his concept of freedom is flawed.”

“Is it, Jonas?” she asked softly. “Is it flawed? Or is it in opposition to your concept of his freedom?”

• • •

Let her have her Gideon?

The maddened creature that became a monster?

God, she had no idea what she was asking of him.

“Cat, this isn’t what you want.” It couldn’t be. The blood that stained his hands concerned even him at times.

His shirt dropped to the patio floor as her fingertips trailed down his arms to his wrists.

“Would you accept me as less than who and what I am?” she asked, the caress of those fingers moving to his sides, his abdomen. “Would you want less than who and what I am?”

He couldn’t bear it.

“Each time we’re together the pleasure is astounding, always better than before. But each time, I know something’s missing. A part of you is missing. I need all of you.”

Would having all of him change anything?

He couldn’t predict her answer to that question. He might have asked if she hadn’t chosen that moment to go to her knees.

“Cat . . .”

“You’re wearing your boots.”

Nimble fingers worked at the laces, loosening them in what amounted to only a few heartbeats before looking up at him. Holding the leather footwear, she waited as he pulled first one foot, then the other, free.

Reaching up, her fingers gripped his pants and tugged, pulling the fabric down his legs where he stepped from them.

“Now what?” The growl in his voice was a natural rasp of his primal state.

“They cover your whole body,” she whispered, touching one of the gold-hued stripes along his thigh.

Fists clenched, claws digging into his palms, Graeme fought the impulse to pull her up, push her over the small table next to them and just mount her.

That animalistic urge was growing like fire in his gut.

Fully engorged and spearing out from his body, his cock throbbed with the harsh beat of his heart while his testicles were drawn so damned tight they ached. The need to take her, to spill inside her, was becoming more imperative by the moment.

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