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She caressed his bare arms "Does that mean you love me?"

"Ever since the day you recorded every bit of ot your best side, too"

"You got hed "As I said, your best side"

He reached around and cupped her buttocks "Yours is not so bad, either But do you loveIan, to when you slept as a wolf on the floor of the White Room and then rescued me and Ollie froood pack leader and clan chief, and I adore you"

"And love me"

She smiled wickedly and reached down to caress his kilt-covered buttocks "Yeah, I do It wasn’t hard to do But I worried…"

"That I wasn’t like the other wolves in your life You will not find that to be a probleht," she said

And then he leaned down to kiss her, his ry on hers, but this time she wanted to hold him where he wouldn’t let her touch hi over the soft fake fur on his sporran, and felt his erection stir beneath it and his kilt

Her touch had hiue into her ainst her hand

His hands caressed her breasts and he smiled "No bra, lassie"

He’d know, as he’d retrieved it from Ian and Julia’s chamber and attached it to the pirate’s pole He pulled her blouse down and exposed her nipples, the corset pushing her breasts up for his pleasure

She lifted his kilt so she could cup hiue as she felt his cock, hard and pulsing and heavy in her grasp

He groaned her naht before he suckled one of her breasts, hisher nipple She moaned at the exquisite sensations he stirred deep inside her She was beco wet for him, and he knew it Smelled her readiness, just as she smelled his

She wanted to tell him how much he turned her on when he wore his kilt, but she suspected he already knew that or he wouldn’t have changed She pulled it up so she could touch his tautly muscled buttocks, while his focus re one, his thu the other In the cool, da up with his heated breath and touch

She ran her hands over his ass, squeezing it, arching against his erection He didn’t reht he would, but eased her onto the sacks of grain, fu pirate skirts, and yanked theod, this was so…medieval She loved it She didn’t attempt to remove his kilt Just lifted it and saw histo the occasion

She never thought she would hland castle’s wine cellar with a hot alpha earing a kilt and nothing else, while she wore a ain, sohland alpha wolf just like this

His large hand ed her to spread the nub that ached for his touch He kissed her mouth that was every bit as possessive and insistent She licked and nipped his lips and tongue until he began to bring her to cli into his sexy ru to his strokes

"Surrender," he whispered to her

She s his surrender first, and yet not She needed this, to reach the peak, to explode into a million sparks of wonder, and before she could think another thought, she did Shattered with the utmost intense pleasure

Grant had decided this the ned petition fro since theto deny it was so, and he’d known those feelings would end in this