Page 50 of Choosing the Rejected Mate

She blinks at me.“You look smug.”

“I feel smug.”

“I should be offended.”

“Probably.”

“I’m not.”

“Thank the Goddess.”

She reaches for me then, hands shaking as she fumbles with the button of my jeans.I catch her wrists gently.“We don’t have to do more.”

Her expression softens, then sharpens.“Daniel.”

“Yes?”

“Take off your pants before I rethink how much I like you.”

I laugh, but it comes out wrecked.The jeans are gone in record time.

Her eyes drop to my cock, and every inch of me goes tight under her gaze.I’m hard, aching, leaking for her, my body ready to beg exactly like I promised.Holly reaches for me, fingers wrapping around my length.

I groan, head dropping forward.“Fuck.”

Her hand jerks back.“Did I hurt you?”

“No.”I catch her hand and bring it back, wrapping my fingers around hers.“No, sweetheart.That felt too good.”

The relief in her scent hits me hard.I guide her hand once, showing her the pressure I like, then let go.She strokes me slowly, watching my face like she’s fascinated by every reaction.

Power blooms in her eyes again.Beautiful.Dangerous.

Mine, my wolf whispers.

Not yet, I remind him.But close.

I kiss Holly as she touches me, swallowing her soft sounds and giving her mine.When I can’t take another second without embarrassing both of us, I reach for my wallet and pull out a condom.

Holly watches me tear it open, her breathing quick.

I pause.“Still with me?”

She nods.“Yes.”

“Words.”

“Yes, Daniel.I want this.”

I roll the condom on with shaking hands, then step between her thighs.My cock brushes her slick heat, and we both freeze.Her nails dig into my shoulders, and my forehead drops to hers.

“You need to tell me if you want to stop,” I say.

“I will.”

“I mean it.”I keep my gaze locked on her, making sure she understands.

“I know.”