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And then Tucker took another step closer, and one more. I was rooted to the spot, wanting him to come even closer.Needinghim to take me in his arms and do whatever he wanted to me.

God...whateverhe wanted.

“Tucker?” I whispered again, but it was husky in tone, needy, and very clearly arousal-laced.

There was this low rumble that surrounded me, and the longer I stood there, the louder it became. It was then I realizedit was coming fromhim, the male now standing right in front of me.

His eyes positively glowed, and I exhaled slowly, realizing I’d been holding my breath this entire time.

That monumental shift grew, the same sensation I’d felt the moment I turned nineteen. It was that connection in my brain and body that told me exactly why I seemed to light up whenever I eventhoughtabout Tucker.

My body was waking up, because itknewwho and what this male was to me.

“My mate,” Tucker growled, and then he curled his hand around my nape, jerked me forward, and slammed his mouth down on mine.

Chapter 4

Tucker

My mate.

She was sweet and soft and absolutely fucking perfect.

And as I kissed her, stroked her lips with my tongue—loving how she gasped from my touch—I knew coming here had been the right move.

I knew following her home, stalking her, and sayingfuck going slowhad been what I was supposed to do.

She was mine, and I was hers, and this was meant to happen.

I felt her hands on my chest and groaned at how good her touch felt. I was spiraling out of control, my desire so feverish I was burning up from it.

I tightened my hands on her hips and pulled her against my body even more, hearing a shocked sound leave her at no doubt the feeling of my rock-hard cock against her belly. I purred low in pleasure at that, my shaft jerking behind the zipper of my jeans.

I started moving her backward, the startled sound coming from her getting eaten up by my lips and tongue. Her backpressed against the front door, and I deepened the kiss as much as I could, frantic and lost in the sensation of her, in the feel of her. Her flavor made me crazed and had my inner animal pacing with pent-up desire.

The vivid images in my mind showed me what to do. Or maybe it was my own selfish desires wanting to devour her like the big bad wolf I was.

“Tell me, Mia. Tell me you feel this powerful connection, the mating pulling us irrevocably together. Admit it’s stripping away your very sanity until you’re left with a bone-deep need just for me.Onlyfor me.”

She moaned softly, her breathing picking up, the scent of her arousal saturating the air between us. I was growing drunk off of it, dizzy from the sweetest aroma I’d ever had the pleasure of scenting.

“Tucker,” she moaned, and although she didn’t say the words I wanted to hear, she didn’t have to. Iknewwhat she felt was just as powerful for her as it was for me.

“I know, baby. I know.” I inhaled deeply again. “I bet if I slipped my hand right between your pretty thighs, your pants would be soaked because of your need for me. Isn’t that right?”

She gasped as if my words turned her on even more. And I inhaled once more, scenting her desire become even more potent, thicker, and richer in the air. I groaned and broke the kiss but instantly buried my face in the crook of her neck, groaning at how perfect this felt.This is what I've been missing out on my entire life.

Inhaling deeply, I smelled the mating scent pouring out of her. It was light, sweet, and sultry, whereas mine was potent and wild, fierce and almost aggressive. My pheromones called to her just as much as hers called to me. But these aromas were only for each other.

And until the mating was completed, until I claimed her, pushed between her thighs, and filled her up with my seed, making her smell like me, tying us together forever as I bit her pretty neck, this desire would grow and grow until it ate us alive. We wouldn’t be able to control ourselves until we were all but attacking each other in our ferocious need to fuck.

I groaned as that filthy image slammed into my head.

My cock was hard and aching, my balls drawn up tight and so full of cum that they fucking hurt. So I started grinding myself against her belly, her frame so much smaller than mine that I felt like I’d break her, that this very obscene act I was doing would damage her somehow.

But still, her arousal blossomed in the air, her moans making everything sound all the sweeter.

“Tucker, you're so… big.” She whispered that last word and then moaned as I pressed my dick harder against her, rolling my hips, mimicking the act I’d soon be doing between her thighs. Back and forth, I added a little bit more pressure until I knew I could get off from this act alone.