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Sophie Oak

didn’t like bats. He hadn’t mentioned his impending trip to his wife.

He didn’t want to disrupt the happy place they had found tonight.

Meg left her own seat and slipped to her knees beside him. She

laid her head on his lap, and Beck felt his cock respond. It lengthened

to painful proportions. He would go slowly with her tonight, he

promised himself. The need to make love to her was riding him hard,

but he forced himself to relax. It felt like forever, but he’d taken her

twice the day before. He needed to show her he wasn’t an animal who

would fall on her at every given opportunity, even if that was what he

felt like doing. He was her husband. She had been gracious and gentle

with Cian, and he owed her nothing less.

Beck let his head fall back against the wood of the rocking chair.

It had been a rough day. Between the kelpie in the morning and the

painful conversation he’d had with Liadan this afternoon, he was

spent. He hadn’t wanted to hurt the widow, but he needed to make it

plain he wouldn’t see her any more. Liadan had taken the news of his

marriage with tears, but she had been a lady about it. She had

promised to help Meg fit in.

“He seemed better at dinner,” Meg murmured.

She practically purred when he stroked her hair. She was so sweet

and responsive. Beck wondered if her pussy was purring yet. His cock

began throbbing. The simple fact that she was so close made him long

to shove her down and thrust into her soft, welcoming body.

“Your presence makes a huge difference.” Beck let his fingers

play with the nape of her neck. “I felt it the minute I met you. Even

before we bonded, I was calmer, more centered.”

Meg looked up at him, her pretty eyes wide. “I have to sleep with

him to form the bond?”

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