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G E O R G I E

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The bond flared and I gasped, grabbing his arms to keep me on my knees, which seemed to be made of pudding. "Yes, I'm yours," I blurted out, breathing heavily. Then I reached under my top and pulled it over my head. At first I was still unsure that I was standing in front of him again in a sports bra and not wearing pretty, provocative underwear, but with the hungry eyes that were literally devouring me and almost threatening to jump out of their sockets, all doubts and insecurity evaporated.

"Damn pretty." He stroked my neck, circling the spot where he'd bitten me, then slid lower, hooking his fingers under the black strap. “Ever since you turned eighteen I couldn't get the images of you and your sensitive skin out of my head. White chocolate, soft and tender, heavenly to bite into and lick.”

"Then why didn't you?" I asked as he pulled down the straps.

"Believe me, I'll make up for it." A hot, erotic promise. Then he followed his words with deeds and covered my collarbone with his mouth. He kissed, licked, and wandered deeper into the valley of my breasts.

It sounded like a purr. "It's exactly what I had in mind." He pushed the garment lower so that my breasts were now exposed in front of him. As soon as he grabbed her, my nails dug deeper into his arms and I bit my lip to keep from moaning.

He growled loudly. "More," he demanded, his hand squeezing my chest.

I did as he asked, digging my fingers deeper into his flesh. "So?"

"Mm... Exactly," he said throatily, twirling my nipples, his lusty gaze fixed on what his hands were doing.

Heat shot through me, searing me, and a pleasure like I'd never known hit me. Obscured my sight. Nevertheless, I noticed the slight restlessness that prevailed in Beau. I released my tight grip and gently stroked his arms, up to his shoulders.

He looked up at me, growling. "What you are doing? I said more."

I smiled a flirtatious smile. "Who says you take control in bed?" My hands stroked the back of his neck. Played with him. Nice and soft, no pressure. "After all, I'll be a soldier starting tomorrow, so I'm entitled to a certain status."

His wolf stepped forward, but I saw the mischievous grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Is that what you think, little Georgie?" His hands on my breasts, his mouth on my ear. "I'll show you in a moment how a soldier should behave under her officer."

He then nibbled my ear, put my lobule in his mouth and sucked while his hands squeezed my nipples.

A low moan escaped my throat and my head banged on the front door as I arched my back to meet it. Hang on, Georgie. But that was easier said than done when you couldn't even get a single sentence correct. Stars of desire danced before my eyes and I just wanted to feel. His hard body on mine, how it moved, on me, on me, in me. How he grabbed my neck and pushed into me. My name on my lips moaned. I wanted it all and I wanted it now.

Feverishly my hands slid down his back, clawed into his belt buckle and pulled him to me. He groaned in my ear as his pelvis hit mine.

"You like to live dangerously, baby." It circled my nipples, then traveled down my soft belly to the waistband of my pants. Then he slipped his hand in, under my panties and touched me where I needed it most.

I closed my eyes as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. "Beau..." I moaned into his mouth.

"Do you like that? Want more?” He kissed my shoulder, biting it while his hand continued to stroke me. "Tell me."

I nodded, then gasped when he shoved a finger inside me.

"Fuck, you turn me on so much," he moaned, then moved his fingers inside me. He pushed her in and out again. Once... Twice... Then I exploded. My blood flared, circulating rushing through my body as everything inside me flared with sensuality.

The next time I opened my eyes, I found myself in his bedroom, on his gray, newly-turned covers. He had taken off my sports bra but left the rest on.

Beau, lying next to me, bit my chin, then kissed it lightly. "I could fuck you all day."

"I don't mind at all," I said after he bent over me and supported his body with his arms over me.

"I want to taste you all over, lick every inch of your seductive skin until only my scent is left on you," he purred.

I stroked his chest hair and playfully rolled my eyes, although I was getting hot and my stomach was tingling. "Wolf."

"Awwoooh" he howled jokingly and I giggled.

"Sweet howls."

"Just for you." He winked at me and smiled a charming smile I'd never seen on his lips. Beau could be charming?

My giggle faded as his gaze, darkened with lust, slid over my bare chest.

"Spread your legs," he ordered harshly.

"Please tell."

"Make me do it."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself up to him. My mouth hovered over his jugular and I asked, "May I?"

I didn't ask for no reason. Dominant wolves rarely let anyone near them, let alone their throats. Also, Beau was so wolfy and the mate bond was not yet established that his wolf couldn't take it as a lovemaking and became aggressive.

His arm, which was wrapped around me and held me tight, tightened a tad. "Always. You always."

Slowly and deliberately I kissed his neck, pressed my wet lips to his skin and let my tongue flash out. I felt his hands pressed against my back. Felt his claws shoot out when I bit down and he immediately retracted.

"Harder, Georgie."

I sucked on his skin. "I want a please."

My lips trembled with the vibration of his growl as he ground out, "You're playing with me."

"Naturally. That's what couples do in bed.”

"But I don't want to play anymore." He pushed my legs apart, put himself between them. As soon as the bulge in his pants touched the flaring spot between my legs, I gasped. I held my breath.

"Off with it." He pulled off my leggings and dropped them on the floor. Then he kissed me directly on the wet spot of my simple, black panties and my pelvis rose automatically. He stripped off my last piece of clothing and his head went back between my legs. I moaned as his tongue slid over my warm, wet spot.

"I love your sweet juice." He purred and continued to lick me.

I pulled at his hair and gasped in desperation, "Please come up to me." I wanted him with me, needed the connection so badly. "Beau, please, I need you."

As fast as I had never seen him, he takes off his pants. "I'm already there," he said when he was over me again. His throbbing member between my legs.

"Now." I ground out.

Beau's hands wandered over my body, squeezing my breasts before slowly inserting his cock into me. My muscles stretched, conforming to him in a pleasurable, highly sensual way.

Beau's mouth found mine, swallowing our moans as he slowly pulled himself out and then slid deeper into me.

"Beautiful," he whispered against my lips. He moved gently, touching me with such tenderness that the loneliness that had crept through me before receded. And it all evaporated as he wrapped one hand around the back of my neck and the other lifted my bottom to penetrate even deeper. "Beautiful and me." With that he bit my neck.

His fangs broke through my skin, digging deep into my flesh. I screamed and wrapped my legs around him, hugging him even tighter.

Beau kept biting the mark. Suckled on it, licked the bite mark. Only to bite again. Meanwhile, he picked up his pace, moving faster, increasing the passionate dance between us before we were both engulfed in deep lust and climaxing together.

The bond snapped, slamming solid, everlasting anchors into both of our souls.

"I never would have thought that." I spoke my thoughts out loud after we had recovered and our breathing was even again. He had pulled me to him, my back pressed against his chest and his arm wrapped around my waist.

"What?" he growled.

I grinned as I felt the smile on my head. “That you like it cozy and comfortable. Besides, you're cuddly."

He mumbled something sullenly to himself.

"I like your gentle side." I rolled over in his arms, falling in love with the subtle smile that now graced his lips.

"Don't say that out loud, I've got a reputation to uphold."

"Which? Like that of the angry barking officer?”

He grinned and kissed my open mouth. "That's the one, baby."

I perked up when a wolf howl reached us. "That was Hawkings."

Beau let out an annoyed breath. "Xenos is calling a meeting."

"Oh." I chewed the inside of my cheek. I had no idea that he would have to leave so soon. On the other hand, he was an officer, always would be. I inwardly shook my head at myself. He acted as an important part of our pack, made sure we were ok, I was proud of him. "Then you should probably go."

"You mean we?"

I looked at him confused.

He smiled. “You heard me right, you're coming with me. Besides, you must tell them the same thing you confided in me.” The bright green faded from his eyes as he remembered.

I was about to swing my legs out of bed when he grabbed me and pulled me against him. "Ah!" I cried out, and then laughed. "What was that?"

"Not so fast." He threw me into the sheets and crouched over me with a lewd smile. His hands clasped my legs. "I have yet to show a certain soldier that this gentle side she seems to know isn't the only one I have in store."

And by all moons, that was a promise I wanted to make good on every night.