future could bring because he’s right. As much as I don’t understand it, he’s right.
He and I fit together.
We just do, and I can’t explain it.
I sigh sleepily, a smile curving my lips up. Even though we haven’t had sex, I feel sore, thoroughly loved, and oh-so-fucking-fantabulous. I could spend a thousand nights in this man’s arms and never grow tired of him.
You need to tell him that.
That little voice of reason, that has always been in the back of my head telling me to do the sensible thing, has disappeared. Now, it’s urging me to stay with him, and any previous doubt I had that Collin and I would work together has vanished in the span of two hours.
Maybe that makes me shallow, but I feel deep down, all the way into my bones, that it’s not all physical attraction. There’s more to him and more to us.
I can feel it.
As crazy as it sounds, it’s as if he and I were made for each other. He had alluded to feeling the same.
Mate.
The word rolls over in my mind. He told me I’m his fated mate, and he’s mine.
But I’m not a werewolf.
I pull my lip into my mouth, nibbling on it as sleep begins to cloud my thoughts. Maybe that doesn’t matter.
I yawn and finally give into the fatigue.
∞ ∞ ∞
Light penetrates my closed eyelids. Next, a feathery touch trails up my thigh. Following that, warmth presses into my side. A smile lifts my lips.
I’m dreaming.
I’m with Collin again. His strong fingers knead my legs, and then his warm mouth presses kisses near my navel. He’s touching me again, kissing me, and running his hands over my body.
I sigh and arch my back.
He murmurs a sound, part growl, part groan before his hands travel around my hips to cup my ass.
My core swells when he massages my flesh. Something about this man gets me hot every time he touches me.
His rumbling pleasure follows, and the contentment oozing from him makes my breath catch.
“Part your legs,” he whispers.
He sounds so real. The light penetrating my eyelids grows, and my mind registers other sounds and sensations. A cool wind washes over my naked skin. Soft sand molds into my back beneath the blanket.
I’m not dreaming.
Collin’s really touching me.
My eyes fly open to see a dawn sky above. I gasp when Collin’s tongue flicks the nub between my legs. I cry out.
“Good morning, mate.”
The sensations washing through my body don’t give me a chance to reply. I close my eyes again, giving into the heat rolling through my core and parting my legs fully.
He settles between them as I tangle my fingers through his hair, and before I can take another breath, he’s lapping my clit and doing indescribable things that make me scream.
And when his hand joins his mouth, I welcome his fingers, but it’s not enough. I want more.
“Collin,” I pant. I want him to climb on top of me, to give me what I crave. I can feel his erection by my calf. It’s hard and thick, and I need it inside me.
But he ignores my demands and instead ravages me with his tongue and fingers.
I’m helpless to resist his domination.
Before I can take another breath, an orgasm has me exploding. I cry out, bucking wildly as his tongue continues to lick and lap. The waves go on and on, growing higher and higher as his fingers slip in and out of my pussy, tickling my G-spot each time.
It’s agony and heaven wrapped into one.
After the earth-shattering sensations finally subside, I go limp, and he growls in satisfaction before moving up to lie beside me. I’m so thoroughly spent, even after a full night’s sleep, that I can’t bring myself to move. I know I should open my eyes and reciprocate what he just did to me, but I can’t.
The man has completely undone me.
When I finally open my eyes, he’s smiling down at me like the Cheshire Cat. I laugh, unable to help it.
“You look very pleased with yourself.”
He leans down and kisses me before nipping my lip. “I am. I love making you scream.”
My cheeks heat as I become aware of my bare limbs and wanton state. I’m half naked and splayed out on the blanket as if it’s perfectly normal to be displayed for the entire world to see in the middle of a desert. But when I make a move to cover myself, Collin stops me.
“Don’t. I love looking at you. I knew you’d