Page 62 of Loup Garou

“Did I hurt you?”

“Mmm-hmm, and in the best way possible. You can hurt me again after I get some sleep.”

“Promise?”

“Yes. And if you’re a good boy, I’ll hurt you too.”

Moaning, he kissed my neck and kept hold of me as he moved us to our sides. Hiking a leg over his hip, I kept our bodies locked. The very idea of falling asleep with his member still resting in me not only excited me, it reassured me that we were now one.

I clung to him as I traced lazy circles on his upper arm. “They can’t take you from me now, can they?”

“No,” he said, chuckling softly. “I almost feel sorry for anyone who tries it. You’re the scariest thing I’ve come up against when your mind is made up.”

“Xavs?”

He kissed my forehead. “Yes.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me you could change into a wolf?”

Drawing in a deep breath, Exavier kissed me again. “Probably because I didn’t know I could until right before I turned eighteen. Man, Linds, it scared the hell out of me. I had the weirdest dream. It was about you. You weren’t the way I remembered you. You were about fifteen and asleep in your bed. I could see you through your window but I wasn’t me.” He hugged me to him. “When I looked down at myself, I was covered in fur, long claws from my fingertips, the works. The compulsion to break through your window and claim you as my own was so great that I howled out.”

I kissed his chest and let out a soft laugh. “About that same age, I dreamt that a wolf was trying to get into my room. I woke to find my radio on and that chant, with the monks, the one I played at the rec center, was playing. I wrote it down, verbatim, and that’s what Myra sent with the guitar.”

“Lindsay,” he whispered, as he held me to him. “I think I was really there. I think you sensed my struggle to control my beast and gave me the power I needed over it. I think I went to you to take you as my mate because I’d reached the age to take one. I think the only reason I didn’t burst through and do it was because you weren’t that age yet.”

I planted a kiss on his pec and cupped his cheek. “I think you’d have scared me to death at that age.”

“Mmm, I know. Jay told me how many years it took for you to be comfortable with the idea of what he was.”

“I take it Jay found out you were my mate while the two of you were having a beer.” I couldn’t stop caressing him. The very idea of losing contact with him terrified me.

Exavier kissed the top of my head and laughed. “Oh, I’m not even going to give you details. You’ll just get mad at us both. Just know that we came to terms with each other and have an understanding.”

Arching a brow, I looked up at him. “And that is?”

“That I’m eternally thankful for all that he’s done for you, keeping you safe and caring for you, but that you’re mine. And that I am the only man you will ever be with again.”

Much to my surprise, I didn’t pick a fight over his comment. “Does that go for you too? Other women?”

“Lindsay, you are the only woman I will ever be with again.” He shifted slightly and I felt his cock stirring to life. “I think we might have a problem.”

“What’s that?” I asked, a sly smile on my face.

Rolling onto his back, he took me with him, leaving me straddling his waist and his cock buried deep within me. My eyes widened as I took him to impossible depths. “Exavier.”

He ran his hands up my sides and took my breasts in his large hands. “You’re beautiful.”

Staring down at his dimpled chin and lush lips, I smiled. “You’re not so bad yourself, Prince.” As soon as it came out of my mouth, I snorted. “I’m sorry, but it feels ridiculous referring to you in that way. You’re just my Xavs.”

“Yes,” he said. “I am yours and you’re mine.”

He tweaked my nipples, rolling them between his fingers. I began to ride him slowly. His jaw went slack as we locked gazes. His body gleamed with sweat and I couldn’t help myself. Leaning down, I licked a line up his chest, savoring his salty taste. As I came to his neck, I glanced up and found him staring at me with a shocked look on his face.

“I like the way you taste.”

“I like that you weren’t just taking the scenic route,” he said, one eyebrow raised.

Scenic route?

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