Her Possessive Mate
She can’t do that if you get her pregnant.
‘I won’t,’ Rian said, exasperated, rolling his eyes as he climbed onto the bed beside her, his steps silent and careful despite his size. Tempest turned, ears perked, watching him approach. ‘Tempest and I already had that talk. We’ll wait until after Nuri graduates. Now go to sleep. Let me have my mate.’
Rian curled around her, nose tucked beneath her chin, and let out a low, contented growl that vibrated against her chest. Tempest responded with a soft whimper, brushing her muzzle along his jaw. He stilled, then leaned into her touch, eyes fluttering closed.
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