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drink I’ve ever mixed.” He reached down to scoop more onto his fingers then pushed them against her lips. “You taste, Aisha. Tell me how great it tastes.”
    She obediently licked his fingers then said in a wicked little voice, “I’d rather taste you.”
    “Oh, well.” He chuckled, a slightly uneven sound. “You’ll have plenty of chance to do that. Don’t you worry. ”
    He kissed her again, tasting all the flavours of her on her lips while his fingers probed her pussy and his arm banded her trembling body to his. Holy shit, this woman was like liquid lightning, and it was shooting straight to his balls. They drew up tight, reminding him just how much this woman aroused him. Especially now that he was finally seeing her naked. And right here for him to touch and explore.
    With his hands gentle on her shoulders, he turned her around and swept her hair aside so he could kiss the nape of her neck. Another little shudder. Gods, she was so sensitive.
    He bent to trace the length of her spine with his tongue, ending at the curve of her heart-shaped ass. Cupping the globes in his hands he separated them, sucking in his breath at the sight of that warm crevice and the tight little ring of her anus.
    He moistened the tip of one finger and touched her there, circling the opening.
    “Those men, pretty kitty. The ones I know didn’t mean shit to you. Did you ever let any of them fuck you here?” He pressed the opening a little harder.
    She shook her head, her body trembling.
    “I want to hear you say it,” he insisted.
    “No. No. None of them.”
    “Why?” He had to know the answer. “Why didn’t you?”
    “Because it was…it was…it was too personal.”
    A fist of emotion held him with a grip of steel. All right then. The obsessive urge to make her his, to brand her, to let all the others know she was now his, rode through him like a storm.
    “Tonight I’m going to fuck you here,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m going to fuck your ass and after that there won’t be anyone for you but me. Do you understand, little cat?”
    Her body tensed. “But what if…”
    “What if?” he urged.
    “What if I can’t, you know, come?” Tears laced her voice. “I’ll still be a freak and I’ll have lost you.”
    He turned her around and cupped her chin, tilting her face up to his. “Listen to me. Tonight, I am going to give you the biggest orgasm of anyone’s life. You will know pleasure you never would have believed. Then you’ll be able to shift and you’ll be mine.” He brushed his mouth against hers. “Do you understand me?”
    “Yes,” she breathed.
    “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he told her. “Wanted to knock all those other assholes out of the way and make you mine. But I watched what happened to the other men you were with. How you acted afterwards. I just…didn’t want to be another faceless body to you. But tonight…I, don’t know , things are different, right? This is different. So I’m just going to do it. Because tonight…I think tonight was meant to be. For us.” He kissed her again. “Do you trust me?”
    She nodded. “Yes. I do.”
    “Good. Then everything will be all right.” He slipped his hand between her thighs again to find the thick cream of her cunt. “You’re already so wet, little cat. You want me. Just let yourself go.”
     
    Aisha wanted to believe him with all her heart. Already he’d aroused feelings in her, responses that no one else ever had. Was it possible she’d just been on hold all this time, waiting for him? That he was ordained to be her mate? She shuddered to think what would have happened if he’d just kept watching her and listening to her, if she hadn’t made a move tonight. Nothing, Nothing would have happened, and she’d still be living on the edge of two worlds.
    She watched as he took a step back and shucked his jeans and boxers in one fluid, graceful movement and tossed them to the side. She sucked in her