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of Natusya and for all the cubs we ll have.
God. She wasn t falling in love with him. She loved him plain and simple. And he
was so very right about Natusya and their children. Kata shoved the thoughts out of her
head. She wasn t ready to go there. If she said the words to him, there was no taking
them back.
Hold onto my shoulders.
She obeyed him and then asked, Why?
So I could do this without interrupting our mate locking. He rolled over so that
she was on top and cupped her breasts.
Her eyes opened wide when his cock fattened again. A shivery, trembling orgasm
rippled through her, and she collapsed, her elbows and forehead resting on his chest.
Wow. I can t lift a finger.
Me either. All I want right now is my mate in my arms. How re you feeling about
the mate locking? He kneaded her shoulder and rested his chin on her head.
It s different. Like having soothing orgasms that all run into each other.
Soothing orgasms? Not sure I get what you mean.
She glanced up at him. How does it feel for you?
Like I ve found paradise and never want to let it go. Every time your hot pussy
squeezes my cock, a few more drops of cum shoot out. It s both pain and pleasure. Like
I m giving all that I have of my life s essence to you. He nudged her jaw, and their
stares met. Never have I felt so content.
His cock suddenly went flaccid, and he slipped out of her.
She barely choked back an automatic protest.
He kissed her nose. Be right back.
She rolled over, studied the log timbers, and tried to organize her jumbled
thoughts, but her mind refused to be logical. So lost in analyzing her feelings for him,
she didn t notice Bandit until he lumbered onto the mattress carrying a bowl, towels,
and soap.
They cleaned each other in silence, the ritual now oddly comforting and sweetly
intimate. After disposing of the accoutrements, he hauled her into his arms, toed the
blankets to his hip, and then snugged the warm cotton over her shoulders.
She rested her cheek on his chest, and a wave of sadness swept over her.
What s wrong? His fingers traced idle circles on the cusp of her shoulder.
Scented my anxiety? For the first time, no annoyance littered her question. Just
feeling blue about Mom and the aunts and Britta.
It s only natural. You need to be kind to yourself. Give yourself time. Time to heal
from the death of your birth mother. Time to adjust to your new realities. Lean on me.
Let me be your rock.
All my life my mom and aunts have been my rocks. It s horrible to think that I ll
never see them again, but that s the truth, isn t it? The awful veracity of her words had
dawned on her while eating lunch at The Grape Escape, but she had set it aside, not
ready or willing to cope with the loss of the only family she d ever known.
He caressed her jaw and met her gaze. It s to protect you that they re doing this.
It s a hard, terrible decision, but they obviously want you to have a normal life. I m
never going to condemn your mother and aunts for what they did. Their actions gave
me you and Natusya. I could never fault them for that.
When you put it that way, I can t argue. I just wish that I could know in black and
white that they re okay. She drew back to look at him, and the cross dangling from her
neck scraped his chest.
He picked up the pendant and hefted it in one hand. Heavy. Mind if I have
Apache take a look at this?
Kata frowned. I know this sounds silly, but Britta told me to always wear it
I know. That s why I want Apache to check it out.
She fingered the cross, stared at him, and then inspected the pendant. You think
there s something hidden in here? What?
GPS, camera, microphone, maybe all three. It s amazing what you can hide in a
piece of jewelry. Add that to Britta making you promise to always wear it. He lifted a
shoulder. Let s just call it a hunch.
I just don t get when or how Mom and the aunties got to be so sophisticated about
technology and secret identities. She snuggled back down on top of him. I ll give you
the cross tomorrow, unless you want it right now.
Tomorrow s fine, but I can tell something else is bothering you. Out with it.
She blew out a half-exasperated sigh. Smelling my anxiety?
You bet. Talk to me.
How s this going to work you, me, and Natusya? Are the Jäeger after us? Will I
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