Chapter 60

Liam

Brady had left for Kempthorne with his family in tow shortly after I took Clementine away from Lupus’.

And I’d taken Clementine, repeatedly, in my bedroom. Her responsive little mewls drove me to the breaking point again and again. The mate bond zinged between us and made each orgasm more intense than the last. She seemed to be thirstier for our physical attraction than usual. She was more insatiable, responsive, and feral in her desire. Her wolf claimed me through the throes of passion, and my gums itched to mark her. But this was precisely how it had happened the first time; I’d felt threatened by another wolf, then reacted without thinking of the repercussions, or what Clementine wanted.

Her eyes sparkled with lust and desire every time she looked at me, and the mate bond was as solid as ever. Instead of officially marking her, I left small purple hickey’s all over her delicious cleavage, a mark representing every time I had made her come. A different kind of mark to tell th