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I approached him, my eyes concerned. "Why?"

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He sighed. "I need to clear my head." He turned slightly and looked out at the forest.

I slipped my arms around his waist. "Are you going after Dominic?" I started to get

nervous as I remembered the last time he took a nightly run through the woods.

He caressed my cheek. "No. As much as I'd like to, if I fight him now, my father would

probably kill me."

I didn't want him to leave, so I molded my body against his naked front. Even through my

robe, I felt his tempting manhood. I wanted to take him upstairs to our bedroom and explore

every part of his body at my leisure. Tilting my head up, I placed a soft kiss on his lips and

hoped he would read the message. When I pulled back, I gave him a pleading look.

He cupped my face, tenderness in his eyes. "I won't be long. I promise."

Rejected, I cast my gaze down, but he lifted my chin gently. He pressed his lips to mine

once more, his fringe brushing my forehead. I embraced him tightly, resting my face on his bare

chest.

"Okay," I murmured.

He pulled away and slid off his robe. He handed me the silvery garment, flashed into a

wolf and bounded off the front steps. I watched him run into the darkness until he disappeared.

I walked inside the cabin and closed the front door behind me. As I headed toward the

stairwell, I heard a wolf's howl in the distance. I knew it was Riley.

After I showered, I realized I had to do laundry because I didn't have any clean pajamas.

Wrapped in a bath towel, I went into the closet and pulled one of Riley's t-shirts off the hanger. I

slipped the shirt over my head and climbed into bed wearing nothing else. I had planned

something naughty for his return and hoped he wouldn't reject me again.

The clock on the nightstand read after one A.M. I flipped onto my back, staring at the

ceiling and wishing for Riley to come home. Howls pierced through the night, but this time I

wasn't afraid. There was a full moon, so I would probably hear them all night. It was another

thing I had to become accustomed.

When I couldn’t keep my eyes open, I decided to abandon my plan. I had only slept a few

minutes, but heard a quiet thud inside the room. The sound of footsteps followed, and my eyes

shot open.

Sitting up, I turned on the lamp on the nightstand and saw Riley's wolf form standing

next to the bed. Relieved he was finally home, I pulled the quilt back to invite him to lay with me.

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He flashed into a human and smiled as he jumped on the bed. I covered us with the quilt and laid

my head on his chest.

"Did you have a nice run?" I whispered.

"Yes," he replied in a hushed tone, his hand smoothing the hair back from my forehead.

Now was the opportune moment to put my plan in action. I leaned over him. "Make love

to me now and mark me. Then Dominic won't be able to have me."

His eyes widened. "I can't. If I mark you before Dominic has a chance to fight for you,

my father will kill me."

Rolling my eyes, I sighed in frustration. Then I flopped down on my back. "No he won't.

You always say that. He wouldn't kill his only son."

"You don't know my father. His rank is very important to him. This law is punishable by

death. If he doesn't uphold it or shows me special treatment, he'll lose the respect of the pack and

start a mutiny. He could even lose his rank as Alpha Male."

I lifted an eyebrow in disbelief. "So, you mean to tell me his rank is more important than

your life?"

His expression turned serious. "The pack is his life and it means more to him than

anything...even me."

I gave him a confused look. "But what about all the things he said to you at the ceremony?

Specifically that his concern is for your happiness?"

He scoffed. "Like he's really going to say the pack is more important than me. Look, I

know he loves me. He just loves the pack more." He turned his head, breaking the connection

with our eyes.

He was upset, so I tried to comfort him by threading my fingers through his hair. "Why

are you the only white wolf in the pack?" I asked softly.

His gaze met mine, and I noticed the angry lines in his face melted away. "White wolves

are rare, so there aren’t many like me. Most
Varulv
are gray, black, tawny, or brown."

I smiled, leaning in for a kiss. "I knew you were special."

Riley sat up and hovered over me. His scent engulfed my senses as he swooped down to

capture my mouth again. Passion swirled between us, our mouths opening to allow our tongues

to play. We unsealed our lips and I pulled the quilt back with haste.

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"I'm not letting Dominic ruin our night." I looked into his eyes and hoped he would

understand my meaning. Even if he didn't, I knew he would understand when I reached down

and grasped his cock.

He gasped, his body jerking in surprise. "Paige---"

I shook my head and pressed my index finger to his lips. Riley was mine tonight and I

was determined to have him inside me. I stroked his cock firmly and slowly, relishing the soft

fleshy texture. I let his warm blood fill the delicate vessels and stiffen it until it was hard and

standing proud. His hips bucked in rhythm with my strokes and a deep moan escaped his throat.

"Touch me," I whispered. His eyes darted toward my center. With my free hand, I lifted

his t-shirt to reveal my bare pussy.

I heard a rumble in his chest, and when he looked at me, I saw the familiar amber color.

The wolf inside him was right beneath the surface. Oh, how I wanted this beautiful animal to

ravish me. He moved his hand slowly, his fingers curiously brushing my hairless mound. I

exhaled when he cupped my pussy and rubbed it in a circle.

I yanked his cock gently in my direction, and he moved closer to lie against me. He

draped a leg over my hip and I rubbed his manhood against me, his precum leaving sticky wet

spots on my skin. His fingers poked and probed my entrance, and explored my outer and inner

lips. I wondered if I was the first female he touched this way. His thumb flicked my sensitive nub

and I cried out, my fist slick from his fluids and jerking him rapidly. Riley cried out too and

climbed on top of me.

My eyes pleaded with him again. "Please, Riley. I want us to make love tonight."

"I can't," he replied in a strangled voice.

I reached up and grabbed the blond curls at the nape of his neck. "Please," I begged. "I want you
now
. Don't you want me too?"

"Of course I do, love."

"Then take me. I'm yours." He made a sound of frustration. "Let's both break the law." He stilled with his glowing eyes fixed on me. "But try not to bite me. Do your best to control the

urge. We can't make love unless you can control it."

He put his hands on my belly. They glided up my skin in a gentle caress, pushing the shirt

over my swollen breasts. Then he leaned down and whispered his answer. "Okay, I'll try."

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Excited, I sat up and attacked his mouth. I stroked him faster and wrapped my other arm

around his lean torso.

With a growl, he pushed me down onto the bed. I arched my back to him, rubbing his

cock against my pussy with urgent need. It slid through my lips with ease, both of us aroused and

prepped for one another. I positioned his engorged tip directly on my clit, swirling it around and

over the hood. The sensation felt heavenly and I cried out again.

Riley smothered my cry with his mouth. We kissed fiercely, his hand snaking between

our bodies to rub my wet core. I bucked against him frantically, and when I could no longer

stand the torture, I shoved his erection deep inside me.

He released my mouth with a roar, and I gasped in amazement at the intensity of his

animal-like sound. For a moment, I thought he would flash into a wolf on top of me. His eyes

blazed wildly and he slammed into me hard. I called out his name and spread my thighs wider,

and let my knees fall boneless against the mattress.

His mouth captured the nipple on my left breast. He sucked the fleshy pebble until it

hardened and then repeated the action on my right breast. I grabbed his head, raising it, so I

could slowly lick his lips like a wolf. His arms rested on either side of my body to support him as

he thrust into me deeply. I matched his pace, moaning and gasping in pleasure. Riley pressed his

pelvis against mine, his cock filling me to the hilt so he could bury himself inside my womb.

Low rumbles reverberated in his chest as he ground into me hard, making wondrous circles

against my tender vaginal walls.

"Yes, just like that! I love it!" I had his entire length inside me and I wrapped my legs

around his waist, ensnaring him in my sexual trap once again.

Suddenly...his body started to tremble. He pounded into me perfectly, pushing me further

into the mattress. Breathing erratically, he moved his head next to mine. His warm breath huffed

in my ear. Faster and faster, he panted like a wolf.

Then he lifted his head and cried out. "Paige! I feel like I'm going to shift!"

I gripped his ass, the muscles hard and flexing as he fucked me with powerful strokes.

"No, Riley. Don't." I knew his climax was near. "Just come, baby. Come inside me right

now. Don't hold back."

We were both sweating, and the sound of our bodies slapping together echoed in the

bedroom. Riley's cock drilled me like a piston, steadily hitting my G-spot until I saw silver flecks

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in front of my eyes. My sexual peak was closing in on me and I thought about us sharing our first

orgasm. The pleasure he gave me overwhelmed my body until I could no longer contain it.

The first orgasmic wave hit, and tingly warmth flowed through me. Tiny sparks shot out

of every nerve ending and my body shook from the force of my release. Closing my eyes, I tilted

my head and moaned deeply, drawing out Riley's name on my lips. I held him tightly, my

fingernails digging into his shoulder blades. My inner muscles clenched him, and I felt my pussy

squirt all over his erection.

With another growl, he slammed into me again. Then he grabbed the back of my hair,

lifting my head off the pillow. His wolf eyes blazed brighter than I'd ever seen, and his sharp

canines came within an inch from my shoulder. I thought he would lose control and mark me.

"Riley, don't bite me!"

A pained expression appeared on his face. "Paige, I want to shift," he groaned. In the next

second, I felt him shoot his hot seed inside me. "I'm coming so hard, love. I want to sink my

teeth into you."

Our bodies trembled together, both of us breathing rapidly and gasping for air. Riley's

orgasm overpowered him and he let out a howl of ecstasy. His pelvis jerked and he filled me to

overflowing. Thick semen dribbled between my thighs, warm and sticky. I moaned again,

relishing the feeling of our mutual climax. Still panting, he hovered above me on his strong arms

with his face flushed from passion.

I tried to kiss him, but he jerked his head back. "No, don't kiss me."

I pouted. "Why not?"

"The hormone is in my mouth. I can taste it." He rolled his tongue around his mouth. "I can't give it to you until I can mark you. Just give me a few minutes."

I chuckled. "Okay." I stroked his hair, now dark blond from sweat.

"Wait until my eyes turn green."

I laughed. "Green for go?"

He laughed too and nodded. Then he leaned his head down, his gaze never leaving mine.

“Watch,” he whispered.

As he relaxed, I watched the color transformation of his eyes. His breathing evened out,

and the glowing amber dimmed and faded until it revealed a solid pale green.

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I gaped in absolute wonder. "That's amazing." Green meant 'go', so I asked timidly, "Can I kiss you now?"

He rolled his tongue around his mouth again, looking up at the ceiling. Then he gave me

another nod. I didn't hesitate to feast upon his plump lips. I moaned in delight, sucking his

bottom lip and nibbling it. I couldn't get enough.

When I was satisfied, he moved to lie beside me. Smiling, I turned on my side and

caressed his naked damp skin.