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There was no way he could walk out of the bathroom. Leaning quietly against the door, he listened to her thoughts parade around inside her head. His cock stiffened and grew until it hurt like hell being confined in his jeans. Maybe he should just shed out of his clothes and join her in that shower—ease both of their pain.

It would be such a mistake to fuck him though
.
What would it accomplish
?
Duh
.
That
’
s a
stupid question
.
It would satisfy a craving that has burned like a wildfire inside you for over six
months now
.

She either hadn’t had sex in six months or possibly had very unfulfilling sex since she’d been mated. As hot as she was, he would have to guess the latter. Tradition stated that when a male fucked a female, he mated with her. Josie considered himself a werewolf with honor. When it came to unmated females who just wanted casual sex, he’d never been one to argue though. The blessing of the gift in its fullest strength meant he had more responsibility in protecting the pack than others might. That had been a damned convenient excuse throughout his adult life as to why he didn’t mate.

Even for five years when Malta werewolves had no pack, the werewolves he ran with relied on him for protection. And he took that rank and responsibility very seriously.

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There had only been time to fuck them and leave them smelling happy and full of his come.

And that’s what it would accomplish now too. Both of them would be left happy and no longer distracted by each other physically so they could focus on other matters and ensure Maura remained safe.

But would it accomplish anything else
?
Josie is a stranger
.
It would take a tall tale before I
believed he didn
’
t have every unmated bitch in this pack howling for him
.
He
’
s any female
’
s
fantasy
.
And he
’
d much rather be with a bitch from his own pack
,
that is the same breed he is
,

than with a lunewulf bitch who would bring on so much trouble and grief
.

Josie’s opinion of her didn’t change after hearing that her self-esteem was mangled.

She’d been through hell. None of it was her fault. He didn’t doubt for a moment that with time she’d run strong, proud and with confidence. But today, the morning after she’d been tossed to the side of the road like an unwanted puppy, just a bit of reassurance would certainly help her spirits.

Josie stepped forward, the steam from her very hot shower already making his skin moist. Undoing his belt, he slid it from the loops, then slid his zipper down. His cock thrust forward, thrilled to be released from confinement. Blood pumped faster inside him, heightening his senses and making his dick even harder. For a moment he experienced lightheadedness, the throbbing in his groin almost draining the rest of him.

But then his other senses kicked in. With his heart thumping so hard due to his erection, the change crept forward, aching to take over and pump even more life inside his already overheated body. His instincts grew increasingly acute. The need to fuck, put his mark on her, demand her submission and claim every inch of her burned like a motherfucker over every inch of him.

And it took one breath, then two, slow and deep, to keep his mind sane. Ripping his shower curtain from the rod and pouncing on her wet, sultry body would scare the living crap out of her.

Although it sounded damned appealing.

“Maura.”

Her thoughts silenced.

He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants. His skin tingled when tiny hairs stood at attention, sprouting through his flesh.

“What are you doing?” Maura stepped under the spray of water when he climbed into his bathtub. “Umm…Josie.”

“When I’d barely reached adulthood,” he began, adjusting the shower curtain so that it trapped the steam. Hot water rushed over her naked body and sprayed against him. “I learned that admitting to hearing others’ thoughts was more honorable than pretending that I never heard a word.”

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impossible. He didn’t try. It pulsed eagerly, and if she’d been able to hear his thoughts at the moment her cheeks would be redder than they were now.

Josie stepped closer and then took her arm when she tried twisting away from him.

“Move too quickly and you’ll slip and fall,” he told her.

“You stood out there and listened to my thoughts,” she accused.

“The only way I can’t hear what you’re thinking is if you quit having thoughts.”

“I can’t do that.” She didn’t pull away but looked up into his face.

“And I can’t quit hearing them,” he told her, then pulled her against him.

“Why are you doing this?” she asked, but then slid her small hands up his

shoulders when he claimed her mouth.

Her
lunewulf
breeding explained her petite build, and her thoughts would explain passive behavior. But Maura leaned into him, stretching against his body while her hands brushed over his shoulders until she locked her fingers behind his neck. He guessed that she might hesitate, even go frigid when he touched her, but instead she deepened the kiss.

Tilting her head, she opened her mouth wider, then moved her tongue in a slow dance around his.
You came to me because of my thoughts
.
But I feel so insane right now that
anything you heard in my head had to make me sound like a lunatic
.
Do crazy bitches turn you
on
,
wolf man
?

He chuckled and she smiled, her lips stretching against his. “This is going to take some getting accustomed to,” she whispered as water rushed over their faces.

He opened his eyes and stared down into her glowing blue eyes. “That sounds like you’re considering spending time with me.”

When she quit standing on tiptoe, the top of her head barely came to his shoulders.

He looked at her forehead, glanced at her slender nose turned up slightly, and then lower, at her large breasts. He could smother his face in those mounds of flesh, or press his dick between them and fuck her there until he exploded.

“The only thing I’m considering right now is whether to fuck you or kick you out of my shower.”

“Think you’ve got the strength to kick me out?”

“Are you a rapist?” she challenged him.

Josie took her hands off his shoulders and watched silver streak through her bright blue eyes when he lowered them to his cock. Guiding her, he wrapped her palms around him. She ran her fingers down the length of his shaft and then slowly began a stroking rhythm.

“Maura.” He hissed her name and bit his lower lip. The taste of his blood added fury to the intense need that already boiled inside him. “I’ve never raped a bitch in my life, nor would I ever.”

“I believe you.” She almost panted.
You wouldn
’
t have to
, she added in her thoughts.

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“Not usually.” He looked down at her through blurred vision. She blushed even though he made it as clear as he could that he would speak to her mind as well as her voice. “Stroke me, Maura. Just like you are now. That feels so damned good.”

Water streamed over her long hair. Her lips parted and her teeth extended. “Why are we doing this?” she asked, her voice a bit garbled, which added to her incredible sex appeal.

“Because we both want it.” He told her what she already knew. “You planned on fucking me when you agreed to stay here instead of leaving with your friend.”

A protest was on her lips. She almost denied his words.
He is arrogant and cocky as
hell
. “I feared it would come to this,” she conceded. He’d give her credit for learning that around him only the truth would be tolerated.

“And are you still afraid?” Her emotions were easy to smell, and fear wasn’t one of them.

“Terrified,” she murmured. She looked up at him while moving her fingers up and down his cock with a bit more confidence. “But not of you.”

“Not only beautiful, but intelligent too.” He would have howled her praises even if her hands weren’t on his cock.

No matter that she believed otherwise.

“Thank you.” She moved so the shower didn’t hit her back. “I don’t suppose you know how to make water hot again.” She grinned and released his cock but pushed into him. Her soft, smooth abdomen pressed against his shaft.

“You’d be surprised what I can do.” He wrapped his arm around her, pinning her to him, and then reached down to adjust the taps so that hotter water sprayed over their bodies.

“Smartass,” she growled, flipping her soaked hair over her shoulder.

“I’ll give you smartass.” He pushed her around so that the water sprayed in her face, and then gripped her hips. “What a perfect fucking ass.”

Her palms slapped against the shower wall. Lust hung heavily in the steam

surrounding them. She arched her body, looking over her shoulder at him as he admired how perfectly shaped her ass was. He grabbed her arms, keeping her against the shower wall, and positioned himself behind her.

Don
’
t panic
.
Don
’
t give Pete that power
.
No werewolf will ever do to you what Pete did
.

Relax and enjoy this
.

Shit. He was ready to force her into position, thrust his cock between her legs and then slide deep into her hot pussy. Instinct bulldozed over all rational thought while his muscles bulged and blood raced in his veins. Not every werewolf would possess the strength to calm his insides and force himself to be gentler.

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their positioning just a bit so they could enjoy their first time as much as possible in these close quarters. Granted, the space was tight, but he’d fuck her in a box if it meant being able to watch water rush over her sensual curves.

“I don’t want you thinking of any werewolf but me,” he whispered into her ear, and then used his gift to lift her into the air.

“Josie,” she cried out, trying to claw the shower wall while her voice squeaked with surprise.

“Spread your legs, little bitch,” he instructed, holding her in the air with his mind.

She floated high enough that her ass pressed against his cock. Nothing existed in his world at the moment other than her. “And look over your shoulder. I want to see your face when I enter you.”

I can
’
t believe this is happening
.
The pressure
…
oh hell
…
I need this so bad
.

She fought to do as he said and thought only about him. Maura wouldn’t let ghosts from her past destroy her future. Although her wounds were fresh, she was strong, determined. And she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

“That’s it,” he whispered, his muscles twitching with his efforts not to get too rough. “Spread your legs. All that matters right now is that you’re going to know pleasure unlike anything you’ve ever known.”

“Awful damned sure of yourself, wolf man.” She breathed in deeply while

stretching her body against the shower wall. “I may not have your magic, but I can smell your lust. Maybe you’ve always fantasized about sinking that big dick of yours into a
lunewulf
bitch.”

Josie laughed even as blood drained to his cock. “Over the past few months that thought might have entered my mind a time or two.”

A slow, satisfied smile swept over her face. Her canines were extended and pressed against her gums, making her mouth look even fuller. Josie gazed at her, but his vision blurred when he pressed his cock against her ass. Adjusting himself and holding his shaft with his hand, he eased between her soft flesh.

“You’re fucking wet.”

“We’re in the shower.” She twitched her ass teasingly but then sucked in a sharp breath when he found the source of her heat.

“Do you want it fast and hard? Or maybe you’d prefer it slow and torturous?”

“You’re teasing yourself as much as you are me.” She tried sounding nonchalant.

But her scent grew riper, a sweet, musky aroma that drove him as mad as stroking the outside of her hot, wet pussy.
If he waits much longer I
’
m going to die
,
absolutely fucking
die
.

He thought of making her beg, but forming words, let alone thinking about what to say to her got harder to do as the fire coming from inside her scalded his cock. He’d take her hard, ride her quick and give them both what they needed. Then after coming once, he’d be better at plotting out a slow seduction. Maura would be worth fucking 37

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several times in one day. He hadn’t even entered her yet and already he would rate her as one of the better fucks he’d ever had.

“I don’t tease,” he managed to tell her, and then thrust his cock deep inside her pussy.

“Oh shit!” Maura scraped the walls with her nails, howling as she tried twisting around to grab him.

“It’s okay, little bitch.” Josie wrapped his arms around her waist and held her firmly while gliding into her incredibly tight pussy.

There was no way she was a virgin. He would have known from her thoughts if she had been. But fuck! Hot, sleek muscles wrapped around him, soaking and sucking his dick deep into overwhelming warmth. Her pussy walls contracted, then twitched and stretched, sending incredible sensations pumping deep inside him. Pushing his way in deeper, he pressed his hands over her huge breasts, squeezing her plump flesh. Her nipples puckered against his palms as she arched against him.