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“Pick what you want to use first, because it won’t happen often,” I growled.

But, as soon as the words left my mouth, Grim’s voice entered the link. “Alpha, your other present has arrived, a few days early.”

I snarled and grabbed hold of my cock.

Those bastards are going to die slower than they already were.

Emm stared at me in confusion and walked toward me.

“Princess, unfortunately, this present is going to have to wait.”

I’m going to have a blue knot forever.

“But why?” She made a sympathetic look toward my cock.

“Your other present has arrived, and unfortunately, we cannot put it on hold.”

Chapter Forty-Three

Emm

Icouldn’t keep up with him.

One minute my pussy clenched, wanting his cock and the next he left me cold and wanting.

Maybe that was why I craved him so much. He kept me chasing after him.

He left his clothes in a heap on the floor and my slick of arousal, which had become a constant drip since being more than the average human, had dried then rubbed against my inner thighs.

I groaned as he pulled me down the stairs. He instantly sensed my discomfort and grunted, his thick, long cock slapping against his hips and upper thighs and slung me over his shoulders.

“Sorry, Princess, but you will want this present.” I sensed his excitement through our bond despite the desperation in his dick.

“And then we get to try out the sex room?”

The wolf had some serious taste. He thought of everything, down to the tiniest of details. He had wrestling mats, padded the corners of the furniture, hell, I think he even had a scratching post, for when he shifted into his lycan form. The ceilings were built with a vaulted structure, enabling us to shift.

Oh, Lycan sex?

My body shivered when we hit the cool air outside, and his body heaved in a large breath.

“Princess, you’re fucking killing me here,” he growled and stomped off into the thickest part of the woods.

“How do you think I feel? I’m fucking chafing. Us girls with thick thighs have trouble with all this moisture.” I rubbed my thighs together. My clit pulsed, on the verge of an orgasm. This wolf was a fucking tease and always had me going.

Locke slid his hand up my ass, underneath the fabric, and took a firm hold. “Calm down, I don’t need Sizzle smelling the fresh stuff. Just hang on.”

I groaned, let my head hang limply over his back and watched his toned ass flex while he walked.

It was such a nice ass.

How could this surprise be any better than the sex room?

Locke picked up the pace, my weight doing nothing to slow him down. If my calculations were correct, we were heading closer to where my old RV was.

I sniffed and smelled Sizzle’s familiar smell of burned wood and ink. Before I could get a good look, Locke flipped me over and I saw Sizzle with an AK-47 draped over his shoulder and his eyes rolling.

“You guys fuck like rabbits; more than Grim and Journey. It’s kinda disgusting.” He pinched his nose. “I can’t smell that great, but damn.”

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