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  Keller started to pull out of her, presumably to press back inside, but Samantha couldn’t stand that. She felt like she was losing him—like her body was going to be stranded if he left her even for an instant.

  “No!” she gasped, reaching back with one hand to grasp his muscular hip. “No, don’t pull out, please!”

  “Just pulling out to get some friction going—need to stroke inside you, baby,” Keller murmured hoarsely, caressing her trembling back and sides with his big hands.

  “I . . . I know that, but my body doesn’t know it,” Samantha panted, trying to think how to explain it. “Please, Keller—you can’t leave me. Can’t pull out even to thrust back in. Just . . . just press inside me—deep and hard.”

  “Okay, baby—it’s okay,” he rumbled soothingly. “Not gonna stop, not gonna leave you until the job is done and you’re full of my come.”

  For some reason, his words seemed to sooth the panic inside her.

  “Say that again,” Samantha begged him, looking over her shoulder appealingly. “Talk . . . talk about coming inside me while you . . . while you fill me.”

  He raised his eyebrows.

  “You want dirty talk?”

  “Talk about . . . about breeding,” Samantha confirmed. God, she couldn’t believe she was asking for this, but it seemed to help somehow.

  “All right, baby,” Keller murmured. “I’ll talk dirty to you. You feel this?”

  Taking a new, firmer grip on her hips, he began to press inside her, making sure to keep his own hips connected firmly to her ass. Then he lay across her back and set up a rocking rhythm, riding her hard, pinning her down with his muscular weight as he dominated her completely.

  “Yes,” Samantha gasped. “I . . . I feel it.”

  “That’s me, baby. That’s my cock, filling you . . . breeding you deep and hard,” Keller growled in her ear. “And do you feel where the head of my shaft is?”

  He thrust even harder, making Samantha gasp and moan. Because he wasn’t pulling out, it meant that his long, thick length was stretching her even wider and thrusting even deeper, almost as though his cock was trying to breech the mouth of her womb to shoot his come directly into her there.

  “I . . . I feel it,” she moaned. “It . . . it’s all the way inside me. As deep as it can go . . . as deep as you can go.”

  “That’s right, baby. Which means when I come inside you, my seed is going to give your sweet pussy a come bath. And Shifters come a lot, which means you’re going to be completely filled up.”

  “Keller . . . ,” she moaned.

  “Which means I’m probably going to make you pregnant,” he continued, pressing deep and hard inside her. “Because when I come, your little pussy is going to milk all the seed right out of me and suck it up into your womb.”

  “Oh, God . . .” Why did his words cause such a storm of conflict inside her? Part of her was horrified—she didn’t want to be pregnant, but another part longed for his baby, wanted to be filled with Keller’s child.

  “Going to breed you long and hard and deep tonight,” he promised, his breath hot in her ear. “Going to fuck a baby into your sweet little belly, Sammie. Is that what you want to hear?”

  “Yes,” she sobbed, forgetting her determination not to beg. “God, yes, Keller . . . fuck me . . . breed me hard.”

  “God, baby going to come soon, can’t help it—you make me so hot when you talk that way,” he groaned.

  “Come inside me!” Samantha begged. “Fill me up!” Her own, long intense orgasm just went on and on, milking and sucking at his cock, urging him to shoot his seed as deep inside her as he could. She was beginning to feel lightheaded with pleasure—almost as though she might pass out soon if the orgasm didn’t end. And yet she didn’t want it to stop. Because when it stopped, she would have to face what she had just done, what she was still doing. Not only that, she would have to deal with the consequences.

  Keller pounded into her, thrusting deep, his broad chest plastered to her back as he gripped her hips and ground himself inside her. Despite his words about coming soon, he went on for what felt like forever, riding her hard and deep, giving her what she needed so desperately.

  Breeding her.

  Just when Samantha thought she couldn’t take any more of the intense pleasure, she felt him swell even thicker inside her, and then there was a hot, wet sensation flooding her open pussy.

  Coming, she thought. He’s finally coming . . . coming deep inside me, just like he promised.

  True to his word, Keller held himself firmly inside her, buried to the hilt in her pussy as he spurted his seed deep into her fertile womb. Samantha felt her own orgasm climb to new heights as the hot come splashed inside her. Her inner walls clenched, urging him on, begging for more as he poured himself inside her. At the same time she felt the connection between them grow and change. What the hell was happening to her? To them both?

  “Keller!” she wailed. His name was like a prayer on her lips . . . like a curse. Coming in me . . . breeding me . . . making me pregnant! I know he is, cried a little voice in her head. It hurt her heart to think it. She’d let herself care for him, but the breeding and the baby were all he cared about—all he’d ever cared about.

  Samantha thought she would never forgive the big Shifter . . . and never forgive herself for letting herself love him.

  And then the overwhelming pleasure was too much, and she felt herself collapse and go completely limp under him as everything faded to gray.

  Chapter 18

  “Samantha? Sammie? Are you all right?” Keller patted her cheeks anxiously and cursed himself for being a brute.

  She’s tiny and you’re huge, he told himself angrily. You overloaded her . . . hurt her. What the fuck is wrong with you?

  He should have been more careful with her—more gentle. But the way she’d been begging him to breed her had made him crazy. At least she’d finally come to the realization that they needed each other, Keller thought, still patting her cheeks. The breeding fever had done that much for her. Now if only she would wake up and be all right, they could start their life together.

  “Please, baby,” he murmured, stroking her face. “Please be all right. I love you.”

  It was the first time he had spoken the words aloud to any woman in years, and he felt a knife of emotion go through him as they passed his lips. God, how he loved her! And now she was his—his forever. He just wanted her to be well.

  Keller didn’t know if it was his words or his touch, but to his intense relief, Samantha’s eyes finally fluttered open.

  “What . . . who . . . ?” She focused on him and frowned. “Keller? I had the weirdest dream. That you and I . . .” She trailed off as she looked down at herself, at the copious amount of seed still leaking from between her thighs. “Oh my God,” she whispered, and her expression changed from confusion to horror. “Oh my God, it wasn’t a dream!”

  “No, it wasn’t.” Keller said. This was hardly the reaction he had hoped for. Still, maybe she was just disoriented. “It was real, sweetheart,” he told her gently. “Everything that happened between us was real.”

  “I . . . but this . . .” Samantha sat up and raked a hand through her hair. “This is terrible.”

  “Why is it terrible?” Keller asked softly. Then he added, through their newly forged life-bond, “Why should you be upset that we finally came together, baby?”

  “What the—” Samantha put a hand to her temple and looked at him with wide eyes. “Did you just . . . am I going crazy or did you just speak inside my head?”

  “You’re not crazy,” Keller hastened to assure her. “Mental communication is something that many life-bonded mates share in the Shifter world. It usually only happens with the closest bonds though. I told you we were meant to be together.”

  “But . . . but I . . .” Samantha was looking at him with clearly mounting anxiety.

  “Sammie, it’s okay.” He took her in his arms, wanting to make it better, wanting to c