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wet spot.”
    For a split second, Bliss froze. Then she began to laugh. Max sank his fingers into her damp hair and turned her head so he could kiss her. Their tongues tangled languidly, and he felt what could only be described as happiness wash over him in a warm tide of emotion. He’d never felt like this about any woman. Bliss was special and he wasn’t about to let her go. He was completely enamored of her.
    She rubbed one hand over the hard point of his shoulder. “Shower or round two?” she murmured contentedly.
    Max blinked at her. “You have to ask?”
    She stretched like a cat on his body, his cock finally slipping from her pussy. “I’m just being polite. I didn’t want to assume you wanted to fuck me again.”
    Max growled, his body responding to her words. The way she said “fuck me” in that sweet, cultured voice with a hint of a British accent was a total turn on. He’d have to coax her into talking dirty to him. Normally, dirty talk turned him off because he didn’t care for some of the more crude terms. However, the thought of Bliss telling him to fuck her cunt just made him want to do it.
    “Oh, I want to, sweets. But you just blew my doors off, so I need a few minutes to recover,” he told her with a grin.
    Bliss licked his chest, and he felt little flames lapping at him. His hands stroked her lower back and the curve of her sweet ass. As he kneaded the taut flesh, he thought about asking her to let him fuck her there. His libido went wild imagining how tight and hot her back door would be. His cock twitched.
    “Yes,” she murmured.
    Startled, his eyes flew to hers. She smiled like the cat that had eaten the cream. The little points of her fangs were exposed with her smile, giving away her arousal.
    “Yes, what?” he asked cautiously.
    “Yes, you can fuck my ass.” She nipped at the point of his chin.
    Max went very still. She’d heard his thoughts. Holy hell.
    He stared into her electric blue eyes and saw complete acceptance. She knew she’d heard his thoughts! She knew, and she accepted what that meant! Holy hell! That was huge!
    Wanting to make sure that the conclusions he’d drawn were correct, he asked, “Bliss, how did you know I wanted to fuck your ass?”
    She smiled, her whole face lighting up with pleasure. She flicked her fingertip over his jaw line. “I heard you thinking about it.”
    Max let out his breath on a long sigh. “Is that the first thought of mine you heard?”
    Bliss shook her head. “The first one was when you thought you’d like to eat me like a peach. And then you did. You even had the sticky face to prove it.” She laughed huskily.
    Damn. He hadn’t even fucked her yet when he’d had the peach thought. No way could he blame the thought sharing on their physical connection. She gazed at him calmly, obviously waiting for him to acknowledge what had happened. Max wasn’t sure what to say, or even what to feel. Shock had numbed him.
    “Do you know what hearing my thoughts means?” he asked, feeling dazed.
    A little sigh escaped her as she nodded. “You’re my bloodmate.”
    Double damn. When she spoke the words out loud, he shivered. The truth of them sank in. He should have known. He’d never reacted so strongly to a woman before. He’d never felt such an instantaneous liking for one. Well, there was Alexa, but that was different. He’d never once thought of sticking his dick into her . With Bliss, that was all he could think about.
    “I feel the same you know. From the moment I met you, all I’ve been able to think about is sucking your cock and letting you fuck me.”
    Well, those words were dirty enough for him, he thought wryly as his cock began to rise once more.
    Bliss’ fingers wrapped around his growing erection. The smile she flashed him was amused. “I can talk much dirtier if you want.”
    I do. By the gods, I do.
    Then something occurred to him, and he sobered instantly, his hand closing around her wrist to stop her from stroking