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him as he stroked his tongue up against hers in the depths of her mouth.
    As he tucked her against his body again, apparently satisfied that he’d made her come a whooping three times in a row, he drew the blankets over both of them. Kaitlyn drifted off to sleep feeling utterly cherished and protected, and more sated than she ever had in her life.

    Chapter Five

    Lucas watched Kaitlyn wake up slowly, her eyelids fluttering and then opening. She glimpsed and smiled. His heart nearly stopped for a moment. She was so beautiful.
    She stretched and rolled toward him, nestling her head against his chest. He’d slept all night with her in the loft. The memory of what they’d done in the wee morning hours made his cock go hard. He wanted to do some variation of that with this woman every night for the rest of their lives.
    He pushed her hair away from her face and she smiled. “I’m sore everywhere.”
    “Sorry.”
    Her smile widened and she glanced at him. “No, you’re not.”
    He laughed. “I am coming to understand you better, but you still mystify me sometimes.”
    She rolled onto her back, tucking the blankets under her chin. “Really? What is it you don’t understand?”
    “The burning hot spray. Why did you do that?”
    “Ah, the pepper spray. I did it out of fear and a desire to protect myself. Suddenly I was zapped into a strange world and a man was kissing me. Worse, I wanted to jump his bones right there in the meadow and that’s not like me at all. I’m usually far more sensible than that.”
    “And why did you slam the bathroom door in my face?”
    She pressed her lips together, thinking about her answer. Finally, she said, “Again, fear. I worried about being alone, naked, and vulnerable in a house with two werewolves.”
    He flashed a smile at her. “And how do you feel about that now?”
    Her cheeks went pink and his grin grew larger.
    She laughed. “My, what large teeth you have.”
    “The better to eat you with, my dear.”
    She blinked. “Have you read Little Red Riding Hood?”
    He nodded. “We’ve studied your culture extensively, read your books, learned your language. The Lycaon have been bringing mates through the veil for centuries and have incorporated much of your culture with ours.”
    “Wow. I guess you never studied pepper spray, though.per spra
    “No, that was new.”
    “I’m sorry I introduced you that way.”
    He cupped her cheek in his hand, rubbing his fingers over her skin, and looked deeply into her eyes. “You and I may not have known each other long, but the draw of the mating bond knows what it’s doing, Kaitlyn. Trust it. Trust us. You are better suited to us than to any man you will ever find in your world, as we are suited to you. You need never fear me or Rafian. Never. We would give our lives for yours.” His voice came out fierce and laced with the protectiveness he felt for her.
    Her eyes became wet. She blinked and turned her face away. “It’s funny that I actually believe you.”
    “Why is that funny?”
    “Not funny, ha ha. I mean funny, strange.” She looked ready to say something else, then paused. “It’s just funny, that’s all.” She cleared her throat and traced the tattoos on his forearm. “Do these mean anything?”
    She was uncomfortable, so she’d made a subject change. He was starting to understand her better all the time.
    He held up his arm, showing off the looping black marks. They probably looked like a simple design to her, swirls and squiggles. “It’s in Lycaonese. They’re the names of my parents and a vow to live long and love well in their memory.”
    “Huh.” Her finger skated over her skin. “I would have expected a vow of revenge.”
    “That I carry in my heart.” His voice sounded hard in the quiet of the room.
    “So, I’ve been wondering, why don’t these Magica hunters just overrun the Lycaon village and take all of you out at once?”
      “Magick. A protective shield that masks our