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I wouldn’t deny her pleasure–fuck, watching her come was one of the most erotic things ever–but she wouldn’t get my dick. I had to get her to see her life now was with me, but taking her to the cabin wasn’t the way I should’ve done it. I needed to be patient,which sucked. I thought I was a patient man, but Riley made me practically rabid.

“If you don’t take me home, my dad will find out.” That was a threat I hadn’t considered. It was also a good one.

“Shit.”

She was an adult, but she was still Kyle Abbott’s little girl and wouldn’t want me sniffing around her, let alone eat her out. I was too old for dealing with that kind of challenge.

I sighed. “With what I–eventually–plan to do with you, your dad will definitely shoot me.”

“Well, good thing for you, he’s in Bozeman testifying in a trial for the next few days.”

Thank fuck. I had a reprieve from being shot–and healing from a bullet wound. I needed time to court Riley. Woo her. Give her enough orgasms to understand she was my fated mate, to understand that she was my forever.

I was risking a lot. I sure as hell couldn’t let someone mind wipe her. I would have to hide the fact that I didn’t do it from Rob until I could mark her. I would have to teach her about shifters, giving her the knowledge that she could use to destroy the entire pack. I would have to satisfy her sexual needs without compromising, no matter how much I suffered fromblue balls. I had to get her to be mine before her father came home. Before Rob found out.

“Fine. I’ll take you home.” I shifted off the bed, reached down and grabbed her leggings.

She looked at me, skeptical, as she took them. As if I hadn’t drugged her, kidnapped her, and tied her to the bed only to let her go. “No mind wiping?”

“No mind wiping. No telling anyone,” I warned.

With a shake of her head, she said, “I won’t.” Sadly, she started to put her leggings back on.

“No fucking other guys just to ditch your virginity.”

“You won’t take it,” she replied mulishly.

“I’ll take it, but we’ll have fun first.”

Her eyes lit with interest. “Really?”

“That’s a promise, sugar.” I circled my finger in the air. “‘Til then, this is all a secret.”

She considered it. “Yeah, you’re probably right. We’re a secret.”

I leaned in to kiss her, loving that she let me. I took her hand and led her out of the bedroom and to my Jeep.

The nearly full moon rose in the sky like my benevolent goddess. The deity who just granted me a wish I hadn’t even dared to make.

I opened the door for her, helped her in. When I went around and climbed in the driver seat, shepeered at me. “Who else is a wolf?” Before I could answer, she gasped. “WolfRanch! Oh my God! Is everyone at Wolf Ranch a shifter, too?”

Fuck. Not only did I have to convince Riley to be mine, I had to convince Rob, too, that she was mine. Because he was going to kick my ass for not getting her memories altered, that she was starting to put together who else in Cooper Valley might be shifters. He was going to lose his shit knowing that her knowledge could bring danger to his ranch.

He was also going to kick my ass for going down on the human instead of following his orders. He would understand when he found out she was my mate. At least, I hoped to fate he would.

8

RILEY

We werequiet as we rode back to town. My mind was overwhelmed and confused. Had I imagined Tyler turning into a wolf? Was I going insane? I hadn’t imagined ending up in a cabin in the woods with Cody, and Idefinitelyhadn’t imagined him putting his mouth on me and licking me to multiple orgasms.

My pussy tingled with the lingering pleasure but also ached for more.

Yeah, that really happened.

What guy drugs and kidnaps a woman, then goes down on her, and doesn’t want reciprocation? Codymade no sense. He was gruff and dominant but also attentive and seemingly protective and caring.

I flicked my gaze his way. His wrist rested casually on the top of the steering wheel as we bumped down the dirt road. His gaze was fixed ahead. In profile, he was so handsome. No guy I knew could grow a mustache, let alone a full beard. His was soft–my inner thighs knew exactly how soft–and I wanted to reach across his Jeep and touch it.