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Authors: Robyn Peterman
Tags: Witches, paranormal romance, Werewolves, fantasy romance
giggled.
     
    "Tough shit about your ass." I grinned as I laid my hands on his back and then quickly contracted in horrific pain. I sucked in a huge breath and let the lavender magic consume my body and flow into his. My breathing grew labored and I felt lightheaded. He was badly injured and needed me. He twisted in agony beneath my touch, but I hung onto him for dear life. It hurt like hell. I really wasn't cut out for this selfless crap.
     
    I heard and felt a click as his insides mended. I dropped to the floor next to him, put my hands over my eyes and fought to catch my breath.
     
    " Are you all right, Zelda?" His voice was troubled and he nudged me with his cold wet nose.
     
    "Sure. Fucking awesome," I grunted as the dizziness abated. "I did my part. Now you leave."
     
    " Go to the other side of the room ," he instructed. " I'm going to shift and I don't trust myself with you. "
     
    Hell, he didn't trust himself? We were in trouble here. I scampered across the room and waited.
     
    The shift was quick and he looked much healthier and bigger than he had in the cage. My instinct was to throw myself into his strong arms, but I held back.
     
    "You do realize you're mine," he said as he watched me warily.
     
    "I belong to no one but myself. I don't even like you."
     
    "I'm not sure I like you much either," he replied. "But I have never wanted anyone so badly in my life."
     
    "Ditto," I said as I slowly eased my camisole over my head.
     
    "What are you doing?" His voice was pained as he watched. I could feel with every fiber of my being he was seconds away from snapping and attacking me.
     
    "Honestly, I have no idea. My brain says to run, but my lady parts and the rest of my body are insisting on a different plan of action."
     
    His eyes hooded and he watched me with rapt attention. "If you remove any more of your clothing I will take that as an invitation."
     
    "To what?" I purred as I kicked out of my shoes and wondered what the hell had gotten into me.
     
    "To fuck you senseless."
     
    My knees buckled for real at his blunt statement and I held onto the wall for purchase. As badly as I wanted to tear off my skirt and wear it on my head I stopped. "You eat with that mouth?"
     
    "Why don't you come over here and find out?" he suggested. He leaned back on the wall and crossed his massive arms over his muscular chest.
     
    "Okay, how about a deal?" I needed to control this situation or I was going to drown.
     
    "Lay it out," he said with a smirk that I wanted to smack off his face.
     
    "We are clearly attracted to each other, so I propose we get each other out of our systems."
     
    "And how exactly do we do that?"
     
    "We have no strings attached sex and then we call it a day."
     
    His smirk turned to a frown and his eyes narrowed to slits. "No strings attached?"
     
    "Um, yes?"
     
    "I don't like those terms," he said smoothly. "No deal."
     
    "Wait. What? You're a freakin' guy. You're the one who should be jumping for joy at my proposition," I yelled. What the hell was wrong with him?
     
    "You're my mate."
     
    "You're an ass. I am no one’s mate. If I wasn't about to explode here I'd kick you out and lock the door."
     
    "I have a key."
     
    "Whatever," I shouted. "Do you want to do it or not?"
     
    "Yes, I want to do it," he ground out.
     
    "No strings attached?" I demanded.
     
    "Whatever you say." He shrugged and grinned.
     
    A tiny part of my brain pointed out that he didn't exactly agree with me, but every other part of me told my brain to shut up.
     
    "Fine," I snapped. "Let's get this shit over with."
     
    "Yes. Let's."
     

Chapter 10
     
    "Come over here," Mac said. His voice was gruff. He was clearly used to being obeyed.
     
    "Nope, you come over here," I shot back.
     
    "I come to no one," he informed me in a tone I didn't like at all.
     
    For a brief second I almost heeded him, but that would have put the power in his court permanently. We were going to start this sucker as equals. Wait.

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