Omega by Kassanna Page B

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    “I know, luv.” He pushed the wet clumps of hair from her face.
    “You’re the only one I can trust, the only man that has not lied to me.” A brief laugh escaped through her lips. “You’re not truly a man.”
    “All the man you will ever need.” He smiled. His semierect cock lengthened and hardened. “And all the animal you will ever want.”
    She stepped away. “I don’t know, Colin.” Robbie lowered her gaze and peered pointedly at his shaft. “We have been friends for a long time.” She unbuttoned her blouse and pulled the papers out of the secured position in her bra. “Didn’t you once tell me the thrill is in the chase?”
    “We are more than friends, mate, and I might have.” He narrowed his eyes.
    She eased the clothing from her shoulders and dropped the material. “Show me how badly you want me, Colin.” Robbie ran through the doorway into the rain.
    What the hell? Robbie was methodical, she thought through every move, twice before she acted. Her impulsiveness was out of character. She was almost frisky, like a cat. He shook his head to clear his mind. His wolf paced his mind anxious to give chase. He could figure out what got into her later. He bounded into the evening after her.
    In his peripheral vision he caught sight of her light-colored bra and sprinted in that direction. The light tinkle of her laughter could be heard above the constant din of the falling rain. Her honeysuckle scent grew stronger as he closed in on her position. He prowled around the side of the building. She sat on the porch.
    Her bra was soaked to the point of transparency, exposing her dark aureole through the thin material. Soggy pants clung to her hips and thighs. She’d lost her shoes somewhere and her socks were covered in mud up to her ankles. Her head was bowed and tightly curled spirals hung around her face. She glanced up and her anguish was clear in her eyes.
    He couldn’t stand to see her in pain. As her mate he was supposed to shield her from the hurt. But he couldn’t truly claim her yet. There were so many variables working against them. This was one night though. He just couldn’t give a damn. She was his and he wanted her as badly as she needed him. He rushed forward as she rose.
    She took a few steps before he caught her up in his arm. Without the benefit of his fur he felt the stinging drops pound his back. He hefted her up and she locked her legs around his waist, planting kisses along his mouth and jaw. She gripped fistfuls of his hair and tugged. He growled and she pulled harder.
    Colin locked an arm around her back and stomped toward the porch, slamming her into a pillar. The old wood shook. He pinned her with his body, skimmed his hands along her legs. Rearing back, he broke contact long enough to unfasten her jeans. She skimmed her hands along his chest and tweaked his nipple. His shudder was involuntary as currents traveled to his dick making him harder. She dipped her head and sucked on his neck and he couldn’t focus. He jammed his palms into the waistband of her pants and rolled the wet material over her hips. She dropped her legs and he crouched slipping the fabric down her calves and off her feet. He straightened.
    She wiped a palm down her face and blinked. He cupped the back of her head and tipped her chin up. “There is no going back from this.”
    Robbie pressed a finger to his lips. “There was no turning away the minute we met.” She rose up on her toes and kissed him.
    His beast rose up, claws replaced his nails. He gouged the column behind them when he took hold of the wood. She pressed her mouth against his jaw and sucked on the sensitive spot just under his ear. Behind them, wood crunched. His breath was coming out in shallow pants as he fought his beast for dominance in his mind. He’d waited so long for Robbie, shifting was not an option. Closing his eyes, he beat his beast back and locked him deep in the recesses of his mind.
    When he opened them Robbie was