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DOM POV

Lust courses through me as my mate's center grows wetter against my back. Her legs tighten every few seconds as she discreetly tries to rub herself against my back and I am almost feral with need.

I want to rip the clothes from her body and thrust into her sweet juicy center, but I can not. We aren't safe in the ruins castle. We are out in the wilderness close to many dangers that could take advantage of any distractions.

Suddenly Taylor drops a tender kiss to the side of my neck and my primal needs briefly take over all rational thought.

My legs stop running and I yank my little temptress to the front of me. I fill my lungs with the scent of the warm honey dripping between her legs and barely manage to hold back a groan. I stare into her darkening eyes and wish we were inside of a building. Any building...

As I almost kiss her I remember the importance of keeping her safe. I need to control myself. I can handle her needs when we get back from my hunt, but she is maki