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  “We can talk about it.” He sighed and came to sit beside her. “But it’s not as easy as you seem to think.”

  “I don’t know anything about it,” Sadie admitted, turning to face him. “I just thought it might be a way for me to walk around town without inciting a riot.”

  “It could be.” He nodded thoughtfully. “But you should know what’s involved before you ask me to do it to you.”

  Sadie bit her lip. “So . . . it’s something you have to do to me?”

  He raised an eyebrow at her.

  “Hell yes, sweetheart. I can’t just wave a magic wand and make all that incredible Juvie scent go away.”

  “Well then . . . how?” Sadie shook her head. “Do you, uh, have to rub against me or what?” She could feel her cheeks get hot as she asked but she kept her chin up, determined to find a solution to her problem. “I mean, because we already, um, did that—at least some,” she added.

  Mathis rubbed the back of his neck.

  “Yeah, but we’d have to do a hell of a lot more than that to cover that sweet scent of yours. Let me try to explain—Shifters have scent glands, just like their animals, that they use to mark their territory. Your problem is that right now you don’t have any male’s scent on you, marking you. That makes you smell like fair game to any random male that’s out there.”

  “I figured it was something like that,” Sadie said dryly. “So what do you need to do to cover me with your scent? Rub your cheek against my skin, like a cat or something?”

  He barked a short laugh.

  “Let’s get one thing straight—I am not a Cat. And second, you have to understand where that incredible scent of yours is coming from.” He nodded at the hem of the white T-shirt, which had shifted up to show most of her thighs. “It’s coming from your pussy, Sadie,” he rumbled, his eyes half lidded in the firelight. “That sweet, hot scent that says you need a male inside you, that you need to be bred, is coming straight from between your legs.”

  “Oh.” Sadie pressed her thighs together, feeling a surge of desire and embarrassment at the same time. “I didn’t know,” she said in a small voice. “I mean, I guess I should have realized but . . .”

  “It’s okay.” Mathis stroked her thigh lightly, making her shiver. “I know you didn’t know. Anyway, male Shifters have scent glands as I said—two sets. Around the groin area . . .” He nodded at his lap where, Sadie could see, he was hard again. “And around the mouth.”

  “You do?” She looked at him uncertainly.

  Mathis nodded. “Uh-huh. In order to cover your scent with mine, I need to rub against you with one of those two areas.”

  “But . . .” Sadie cleared her throat. “Outside, didn’t you already . . .”

  “Not nearly enough,” he growled, frowning. “And I don’t think that’s the way to go this time. I came . . .” He cleared his throat. “Came damn close to taking you out there, Sadie—bonding you to me. Or trying to, anyway. I don’t trust myself to rub against you that way again. Not with my rut coming on so strong.”

  “I understand,” Sadie said faintly. “So then, I guess that’s it—I’ll just have to try to find a way to work from home or—”

  “There is another way.” His eyes were drowning deep in the firelight. “I told you we have scent glands around our mouths too.”

  “So you want to . . .” Sadie bit her lip, too embarrassed to continue.

  “Want to taste you?” Mathis finished for her, his voice a soft growl. “Want to rub my mouth against you and spread your sweet pussy to get my scent deep inside you? Hell yes, sweetheart.”

  “Um . . .” Sadie looked down at her hands. This was another thing her ex had been unwilling to do. Really, his sex game had been embarrassingly lacking. It left Sadie feeling completely unprepared for, well, almost anything. But especially this. “What about . . . your promise to yourself?” she asked at last. “I mean, I don’t want to make you feel guilty.”

  “I promised myself not to take another mate,” he said, speaking slowly, as though he was thinking it out himself. “But I also asked you into my home and made myself responsible for protecting you. Which means making sure you’re safe here . . . or when you go into town. Marking you isn’t mating you but it should keep you safe.” He stroked her cheek gently with his fingertips. “That’s important to me, Sadie. Damn important.”

  “So . . . protecting me? That’s the only reason you want to . . . to do this?” she asked, frowning.

  “No. Hell no.” She could see the heat reflected in his eyes when he met hers, holding her gaze. “Sadie,” he said in a low voice. “I want to taste you . . . want to put my tongue deep in your sweet little pussy and feel you coming all over my face. I have to be honest—I’ve wanted that from the first minute I saw you.”

  “And that’s . . .” She took a deep breath, feeling her heart pound. “That’s the only way to, uh, cover my scent?”

  Slowly, he nodded. “The only safe way, anyway. Do you want me to do it?”

  Did she? Sadie felt as though her heart was pounding in every part of her body at once. Once more the need in her was growing—the feeling that she was empty inside—that she needed to be filled. Bred. Mathis wouldn’t do that tonight—he’d promised he wouldn’t. But this would be close enough.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “If . . . if you really want to.”

  “I do.” He was already on his knees before her. His voice was hoarse with longing. “So much, Sadie.”

  “All right.” She still felt embarrassed and shy, especially since she’d never done this before, but the need inside her kept growing, kept urging her to do more and dare more. The new Sadie wanted this and she wasn’t about to say no. Biting her lip, Sadie allowed him to spread her thighs.

  At first Mathis just stared at her.

  “God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, examining her by the firelight. “Such a soft, sweet little pussy. And already so wet.”

  Sadie shifted on the couch, feeling an embarrassed sort of pleasure.

  “I . . . I can’t help it,” she whispered. “When you’re near me I feel . . .”

  “I feel it too.” He looked up at her. “And I don’t want you to help it. I love how wet you are, sweetheart. It’s fucking gorgeous. And your scent . . .” He leaned forward and pressed his mouth and nose to her pussy mound, inhaling deeply before he pulled back, his eyes filled with need. “God, I could breathe you in all night.”

  Sadie wiggled again. “Just so you know, I’ve never, uh . . . I mean my ex never wanted to . . .”

  “Never wanted to taste you?” Mathis looked up from between her thighs, an expression of disbelief on his face. “What kind of an idiot was he, anyway?”

  Sadie laughed breathlessly.

  “The kind I don’t want to talk about right now. I just wanted you to know this is kind of . . . kind of new to me.”

  “Then I’ll be gentle . . . and we’ll take things slow.” He looked at her seriously. “Just so you know, I won’t just be rubbing against you—I’ll be using my tongue and fingers to get my scent all over you . . . and deep inside you too.”

  Sadie remembered the feeling of his long, strong fingers thrusting into her and shivered.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “All right. I . . . I don’t mind. In fact . . . I want you to.”

  “Good.” His eyes were hungry in the firelight. “Because I’m going to do a very, very thorough job, Sadie.”

  “I understa—” she began but the word ended in a moan when Mathis leaned down and licked a long, slow trail from the bottom of her well up to the very top of her mound.

  Sadie’s hips bucked when she felt his hot tongue drag over her sensitive clit. God, that felt amazing. She was glad she’d shaved recently—there was only a little tuft of curls at the top of her mound—which made her extra sensitive to the sensation of his hot, wet tongue against her.

  “God, sweetheart, you taste as good as you smell,” Mathis groaned, kneading her inner thighs with his big, war