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kissed up toward her neck, hungry for another taste of her mouth.

“Riggs?” She asked. “Do you need a, uh, condom?” For some reason she whispered the word, like it was vulgar.

“A werewolf can’t get a human pregnant.”

“Wait, really?” she asked. She halfway sat up like she was about to start another session of twenty questions, naked edition. Instead, I pushed her back down, keeping one hand on her shoulder to keep her where I wanted her.

“Only a vampire or another werewolf has strong enough blood to feed our young in the womb.”

“Kinda creepy,” she said, smirking.

“No more questions.” I kissed her chin, then her neck.

For once, Sylvie complied without a fight. I wanted to do a thousand things to her. I wanted to taste her everywhere. I wanted to feel her lips wrapped around my cock. I wanted to take her from behind and watch her ride me.

But I was all out of self-control. More than anything, I just needed to be inside her. I needed it now—before something could interrupt us or before either of us came to our senses.

I positioned myself, gripping the base of my length and pressing the tip against her warmth.

She gasped, arching her back into me. “What do I do?” she whispered.

“Trust me. And relax.”

She did, and I pressed a little harder until I felt the pressure of resistance give. My cock slid into her, just an inch or two at first.

She clasped her hands against my back, fingertips digging in. “Oh, God, Riggs…”

I took it slowly. She was right. It was a nearly impossibly tight fit, but it felt so unbelievably good I didn’t want to stop. I didn’t want to hurt her, but she made no sign of protest.

Before long, I was finding a rhythm. I’d slide myself in just a little more with each thrust, and her excitement already had my cock soaked in her warm slick arousal.

I buried my face in her neck, kissing the smooth skin there until I could feel her rapid heartbeat against my lips.

I let everything else fade away until it was only me and her. Just the pleasant way my fingertips made small indentations in her breasts. Only the goosebumps that rose in waves across her pale skin. Nothing but the warmth and the sounds of our mingling breaths.

I flipped her over, drawing a surprised giggle from her. Her laughter was silenced when I drove myself into her from behind. I pressed my body against her, lifting her to her knees and taking her from behind.

I buried every inch of myself in her, then rocked my body against her up and down, making her knees try to give out. I took her by the waist, keeping her upright as I drove her right to the edge and then forced her to linger there.

Maybe it was cruel to edge a virgin like this, but I wasn’t ready to be done so soon. I didn’t want her coming yet. I wanted her to come with me because I was a selfish bastard.

She kept looking back over her shoulder like she wanted to watch me, then her eyes would squeeze shut and she’d gasp, letting her head fall to the pillow where her hair would spill all around her.

I finally couldn’t hold myself back any longer. No more games. No more teasing.

I took her ass in both hands, gripping until her skin went red around my fingertips as I pulled her into me, groaning with enjoyment.

My orgasm rushed out with surprising force. I gasped, squeezing her tighter as I came and felt her body start to tremble as well. I leaned over her back, kissing her neck while I was still inside her, still filling her with my seed.

My seed that was useless in her body.

For some reason, that thought hit me with a sour note.

I kissed the back of her neck, trying to shake that disturbing feeling loose. I didn’t care if my seed was useless in her because this was just sex. Except that rang hollow, even in my own head.

Fuck. What was I getting myself into?

27

Sylvie

The sound of Riggs’ steady heartbeat filled my ears. It was shockingly slow.

I ran my fingertips idly through the short hair on his chest, then tilted my chin up to look at his face. He was watching me with a grin.

“Does this mean you’re going to be nicer to me, now?” I asked.

“I’ve been nice to you since the start.”

I sat up beside him, lifting the sheets to cover my bare breasts. It was silly to be self-conscious, but without the thick flow of chemicals from my brain, I didn’t feel quite as cavalier about my nudity anymore. “You literally introduced yourself to me by calling me an idiot.”

“To protect you,” he countered.

“And then you tried to break into my apartment and scare the living shit out of me.”

“To protect you,” he echoed.

I smirked. “Just admit it. You’re a sour grump who is mean to everybody.”

“I’m not grumpy. Everybody else just needs to learn to stop being such dumbasses.”

“Hm,” I said. “So you’re saying other people should think more before they act? That they shouldn’t do things that serve no logical purpose? That they should remember the goal their trying to accomplish before they let emotions get in the way?”

Riggs narrowed his eyes. “Why do I feel like this question is a trap?”

I smiled sweetly. “Well?”

“Yes. People should do all those things.”

I jabbed my finger at his chest in triumph. “Then welcome to the dumbass club, Riggs. Because the way you’ve been talking to the vampires here checks all the boxes on your application. Congratulations. You’re an honorary member.”

The corner of his mouth twitched in amusement, but a darkness passed over his eyes a moment later. “It’s not safe to trust these vampires, Sylvie.”

“But we have to. They have my sister. If we don’t trust them, then we should’ve never brought her here. So we either trust them, or we made a mistake.”

He shook his head. “We can use