“I’ve only seen bad matings when emotions weren’t part of the reason for the mating.”

“Can you say that in a way I’d understand?”

“Sometimes matings have been arranged to forge alliances. The couple has no emotional attachment to each other and it never grows between them. That isn’t going to happen with us. We have feelings for each other.”

Her heart sped up and she stepped closer to him, watching his eyes. “Lust isn’t enough to be the glue to keep a relationship together.”

“Is that all you think I feel?”

“We don’t really know each other.”

“I’ve learned enough about you to be certain you’re my mate.”

“Like what? I’m less annoying to you than other humans?”

He stepped around the table and came even closer, stopping when they almost bumped into each other. “You’re brave, smart, and make me laugh.”

“Yeah. That’s so you. Always laughing.”

He smiled. “Your sarcasm is noted.”

“Which if I remember correctly, you don’t find attractive.”

“It is on you.” He lifted his hand and gently brushed her hair back from her face. “I don’t want to let you go. I look forward to arguing with you and I find our differences fun.”

“I find you irritating.”

“Do you?”

“Yes. You’re a bully, Veso.”

“It’s not such a bad thing.”

She opened her mouth to protest but he lowered his face, kissing her.

Glen closed her eyes and leaned into him. He was a bully, but he was also sexy and had an amazing mouth. His tongue swept between her lips and he wrapped his arm around her, lifting her off her feet.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him, clinging. He made it impossible to think when he devoured her mouth as if their very lives depended upon it. The soft growls coming from him turned her on more. She barely noticed he was walking until he stopped, lowering her. Their mouths parted, both of them breathing hard, and she realized she lay on his bed.

He lifted up and she released him, letting him go. He tore off his shirt, stepped back, and unfastened his pants.

“Get those clothes off.”

She glanced around his bedroom. It wasn’t the biggest master bedroom she’d ever seen but it was large enough to accommodate his bed. “King-sized? Why am I not surprised?”

“Don’t ever mention the word ‘king’ while we’re about to have sex.” He grimaced, shoving down his pants. He didn’t wear underwear, and he was aroused. She openly admired his cock. That part of him seemed to be growing as she watched.

“Right. Sorry. Good plan.”

“Glenda?” He cleared his throat. “Glen, take off the clothes.”

She sat up and edged off the bed, stripping fast. Her gaze traveled to the doorway he’d carried her through but she didn’t feel like running. She wanted Veso. It was probably a big mistake to do this with him again but life, she knew, was too short. If there was anyone she was willing to take a chance with, it would be him.

Veso stretched out on the bed naked as she hurried to climb on there with him, her gaze traveling over every tan, muscled inch. She swallowed hard. “Have I ever told you that you’re incredibly hot?”

“So are you.”

“You must want to get laid badly.”

He scooted across the bed when she joined him. He grabbed her by her wrist and yanked. It didn’t hurt but it left her gasping, falling on top of him. Veso rolled, pinning her under him. She knew he was being careful not to squish her with his big body. He had to weigh twice what she did.

“Don’t ever put yourself down.”

“I wasn’t.”

“I watch your human films and shows. It gets boring here in the winters. Your body does this to mine.” He adjusted over her, pressing his erection against her thigh. There was no missing the feel of that. “Spread your thighs wider.”

She did, liking the way his voice deepened. “I turn you on too.”

“You drive me insane. I like it.” He scooted down a bit, cupping her breast with one hand. “Now it’s my turn.”

“To do what?”

He just smiled, then lowered his head. She moaned when his hot, wet mouth clamped onto the breast he wasn’t using his fingers to torment.

She understood. He planned to drive her insane.

She grabbed hold of his broad shoulders, closed her eyes, and threw her head back. He wasn’t gentle but it didn’t hurt when he sucked hard on her nipple, using his teeth to lightly nip the tip. It just made her quiver and a longing surfaced to have him inside her.

“Veso!”

He released her breasts with his hand and mouth. The bed moved when he shifted his weight. She thought he’d climb back up her but he never did anything she guessed he’d do. He slid his big hands under her thighs and shoved them up, apart. She jerked her eyes open and lifted her head, just in time to see him bury his face. That mouth of his latched onto her clit. She moaned, then did lose her mind as the pleasure hit.

“That’s not fair,” she got out.

He began to growl, adding vibrations to his tongue tormenting her clit. She clawed at the bedding. It didn’t take long before the orgasm tore through her and she cried out his name. She panted, eyes closed.

Veso rose up and closed her legs. He then rolled her over onto her stomach. Glen opened her eyes when he let her legs go, sliding his hands under her hips. He pulled her up to her knees, held her there, and she flipped her hair out of the way to stare at him over her shoulder. He moved behind her and spread his legs to make their hips line up.

“You’re mine,” he snarled.

She moaned as entered her from behind. She braced her arms, enjoying the feel of him taking her. His cock was so hard and thick, breaching her slow. He felt amazing.

“My mate.” His voice deepened. “I’m never letting you go.”

She wasn’t about to argue with him when he began to withdraw, then thrust forward. That would have implied she could talk.

He moved faster, adjusted his hips a little, and she moaned louder.

“My Glen,” he snarled.

He came down over her, wrapping his front along her back. He eased his hold on her waist to pull her hair of the way, and then his mouth was on her neck. He nibbled, licked, and nipped at her skin.