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G E O R G I E

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The water slid over Beau's muscular, tanned body. Across his broad shoulders, his rock-hard abs, down to his manhood that jutted out stiffly and made my cheeks heat up. Great moon goddess, he was so beautiful.

I licked my lips while I couldn't take my eyes off him. It was large, swelling at my gaze and making my pulse race. I wanted to put my hands on him, wanted to caress the silky soft skin and close my mouth around him.

A loud growl snapped me out of my fantasies and my head followed up to Beau's face. His features were still dark and razor sharp, while his green eyes shone and glared at me dangerously.

Come here. Touch me. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed them even as the longing for him threatened to twist me. My hand settled on my stomach, cramping with need as he and I still stood in front of each other, locking eyes.

Sexual tension shimmered in the air as he pushed in front of me, naked and hot and so insanely sexy I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Then he reached behind me to grab the soap.

My breasts brushed against his torso and my nipples hardened as steel as his skin rubbed seductively over mine. I bit my lip to keep from uttering a sound, even though I felt like rubbing shamelessly against him, asking for more.

Beau, eyes widening with hunger, reached for the soap and lathered his hands. Then he started lathering me up. He started at my arms, worked his way up to my shoulders, in circular motions. Contrasting with his harsh expression, his touch was gentle with a light pressure that I wanted more of.

Neither of us said a word, but the mood was so tense that I couldn't say anything. Heat shot through my body and I grabbed his arms to keep me on my trembling knees as his rough hands lathered my collarbone and then slid further down. My whole body tightened with desire and my diaphragm tightened. Finally he touched me.

I stood here and let him wash me while gazing at his distinctive features. He was actually mine. This stunning, proud, brave man. He chose me and I still couldn't believe it. How was I so lucky? How could I be so blessed? I had imagined what it would be like if we were connected by a ligament for whole solar revolutions. If I could touch him - could love . If I were his.

He let me float on cloud nine. My heart raced at his fingers on my skin as they worked their way down my neck and then lathered my back.

I wanted to lick the water bead on his mouth. I imagined taking his bottom lip between my teeth and sucking on it. Our naked, sweaty bodies on each other, moaning and hot.

His hungry eyes were on my breasts as they had been all along as I asked, "Are you all right?"

He didn't answer me, just grabbed the soap again and then lathered my hair. His hands massaged my scalp.

"Are we okay?" I asked as I closed my eyes to keep the shampoo out of my eyes. He still didn't answer me. What was the matter with him? Was he mad at me? "Beau!"

A huge frog sat in my throat. Why wasn't he talking to me? Why didn't he say anything? I wanted to shake him, pull the words out of his mouth and yell, Talk to me!

He placed me under the waterfall again, washed the soap out of my hair, and my hands went up to help him. Now I was angry. Damn, talk! With quick, rough movements, I rinsed my hair as the mounting uncertainty turned to desperate anger.

When my hair was clean and he pushed me back out of the jet of water, I bit his chest. Firmly. "Talk to me!"

He growled, grabbed my chin and firmly pushed me back until my back was against the tesserae wall. He was so close that my hard, erect nipples touched his bare chest with every breath. Desire flashed through me like lightning.

"What's up? Tell me!” I demanded, dying of heat and lust as I felt the evidence of his desire against my belly. Stiff and throbbing. Oh god, I wanted more. Automatically and without me being able to prevent it, my pelvis circled and pressed even more against his stiff member.

Beau bared his teeth, pinning me even more against the wall while pulling his hips away from me as if to torment me. He looked at me with dark, green eyes. "You lied to me."

I blinked away the sheer pleasure. In vain. "Excuse me?" I gasped.

He pulled my hands up and pressed them against the wall. Then his other hand slid down and lathered my chest. He grabbed it a little roughly. "You promised me, Georgie, remember?"

He spoke of me following Reyna, although I had assured him I would do no such thing.

I moaned softly and leaned into him as he kneaded my chest. Yes! "I had no choice, it was the perfect opportunity," I said, half groaning.

"You promised," he repeated, then twirled my nipples. Pinched her hard and tight I cried out in pleasure.

I had to force myself to open my eyes and not give in to the lust. "I'm sorry!"

Through my foggy vision, I saw his eyebrows draw together and a steep crease appear between them. He was angry. "No, you don't." His hand trailed down my stomach, spreading the soap all over my body until it reached between my legs and parted my vulva. "You would do it again."

"Yes!" I yelled, unable to help but lay my head against the wall and close my eyes. I couldn't form any more thoughts, my brain was just pudding and my blood was liquid fire.

He fingered me hard, digging through my labia, stimulating my clitoris. "You betrayed me," he growled, then thrust a finger into me. Again and again he pushed it into me.

My pelvis jerked and I gasped as my vaginal muscles tightened. "More!"

"How can you hide things from me?" he growled, his face so close to mine I could feel his breath. He pulled his finger out and I wanted to whimper as he lifted it and shoved it into his mouth. He licked off the moisture and then pulled it out again.

I stared at him. Did he actually just do that?! My cheeks burned and I almost couldn't face his intense, angry gaze.

He traced my lips with his finger as I trembled. "Are you going to hide things from me again?"

I shook my head and in a moment of clarity breathed, "No, I won't. Never again.” Then I stood on tiptoe to kiss him, and he pulled back far enough so that my lips couldn't touch his and thrust his finger into me again.

Stars dance before my eyes as pleasure surges through my toes. "Beau, baby, please."

He added a second finger, stretched me out. His breath brushed my lips as he bent over me again. "So?"

My lap followed the movements of his fingers, which pushed in faster and harder. I wanted to free my hands from his grip, shook them, but his grip only tightened. "Yes!" I shouted.

He growled. "You promised me. You promised.” His fingers stretched me further and further, penetrating me more. fucked me In, out, in, out. Lust built up inside me, about to explode.

"Beau please! I need you."

Then he grabbed my chin, fingers digging into my cheeks. "Open your mouth," he commanded, and I immediately complied. Already penetrated his tongue in between my lips. He pressed himself against me, rubbing his tongue against mine, thrusting into my mouth over and over as he pulled his fingers out of me with a smack.

"Oh god!" I moaned into his mouth when he finally let go of my hands and I was able to claw my fingers into his shoulders. I pressed myself against him, pushing my pelvis against his as his cock slipped between my legs. I could feel it in my heat. My wetness spread over him and I cried out as his tip parted me.

Beau grabbed his cock, stimulating my vulva. "Do you want it?"

My fingernails scratched his back. "Yeah!"

He ran across my labia, digging into them, and as his tip entered me, I exploded. With a loud scream, waves of pleasure swept over me. My body jerked, my crotch tightened.

Before even my first orgasm had subsided, he grabbed my butt, lifted me up and penetrated me with a loud growl. "Who do you belong to?" he asked me, then swallowed my mouth while his hands grabbed my waist and pinned me against the wall. He thrust into me again and again, and with every thrust he growled, "Who do you belong to?"

Desire rose in me again. Oh God, how could I come again? "Your!" I replied, meeting his thrusts.

He bit my lip, sucking and nibbling while giving a fast beat. The smell of sex was in the air as our bodies slapped against each other. Then his mouth traveled down my throat, sucking so hard my stomach clenched and I moaned his name. Then he bit. "You're mine, do you hear? You are mine. you are my property you are my property Only mine."

"Yes!" I gasped, whimpering as I headed for climax again.

"Say it!"

Even when I saw the wildness in his eyes, even when he took me rough and hard, his arms wrapped around me protected me from the stone wall.

"I belong to you. Only you."

He spread my legs even more to penetrate deeper and moaned in excitement. "You're mine." He was so deep inside me that I came instantly. Violently and without inhibitions.

Beau jabbed three more times, then he came too. His hands on my waist tightened as he fell over the cliff and came twitching.

Oh my God! What had that just been? My brain was still foggy and I couldn't move a single bone. Sated and deeply satisfied, I still felt him inside me and I saw no reason to change this.

Neither does Beau, apparently. I barely registered as he wheeled us out of the shower stall and then I was laid down on the soft duvet and pillows that had been thrown up. Beau was over me like a dark angel.

Then he started to move. My eyes widened. Oh. My. God. He was still hard!

His hand wrapped around my neck if the other hand had wrapped around my chest. So possessive, so primitive. He fully considered me his property.

“You don't lie to me, you don't betray me, and you don't keep secrets from me. Never."

I nodded and snuggled closer to him, dying of desire. Tears stole into my eyes - why? Maybe because of the deep desire? Because of my trembling womb, which again contracted expectantly and highly sensitively? But maybe also because I now knew how to interpret the emotion in his eyes.

He looked at me. With those dark green eyes that shimmered with fear beneath the burning anger and disappointment. A fear he would never have for himself.

I wrapped my legs around him, brought us closer and kissed his neck. I licked the skin, catching every drop of salt as the mate band pulsed between us. "Forgive me. I didn't want to be in danger.” I rubbed my nose against his, letting out a small whimper as he pushed deeper inside me. His glowing eyes never left mine. 'I'll call you next time. I will never break any of my promises again."

He pulled back and thrust again. Over and over again. He sucks on my bottom lip, bit it. "Swear it," he demanded darkly.

I pressed my head into the pillows, clutching the varnish in my hands as he picked up speed. "I swear it, high and holy."

Sweaty and hot, our bodies rubbed against each other and increased the pleasure exponentially. Distorting desire engulfed us and we were lost in the passionate, wild dance of our bodies.

As we both sank into the sheets, out of breath and deeply satisfied, Beau whispered, "How am I supposed to protect you if you don't listen to me? If you don't tell me everything I have to protect you, but I can't do it like this."

Suddenly it was about something completely different. I turned in his embrace so I could face him. My hands were automatically on his chest. “We'll find a way, Beau. That's why I went to see the fortune teller, to free you from the curse."

His hand slipped under my hair around my neck. He stroked my wrist and made a serious face. "No. you don't protect me I protect you."

I shook my head, smiling despite everything. There was so much male arrogance behind his words. My wolf part liked his dominance, his strength and the power he had to protect us. And the woman in me liked it too. I felt safe in his arms. Still... I shook my head, smiling. “But that's not how lovers work. I'm your mate, of course I'll protect you too.” I would give my life for him without hesitation.

His hand tightened around my neck and he kissed me harshly. "No." He looked at me with sparkling eyes. "I'm more dominant, you have to submit to me."

The smile stayed on my lips. I wasn't upset or offended because I saw the wolf in his eyes. He wanted to protect me so badly that if anything happened to me, it would break his heart. And the man in him? Oh, a lot more than that.

So I just leaned up to him, kissed him softly on his mouth and let my hand slide deeper under the covers. 'Try it. I do not submit so easily.”

He grabbed my hand before I could reach his already hard cock and growled. "We'll see." A small, wicked grin spread across his mouth that made my heart beat faster.

I wrapped my arms around him, pressed my face into his neck and inhaled his scent. I love you Beau. I just wish you weren't still closing yourself off from me because you feel you need to protect me from you.