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Nyko
I could get lost in her kiss. Me, a huge Atlan warrior, not only in beast mode, but in Mating Fever, could be brought to my knees by Megan’s mouth alone. While the beast within had been initially soothed in the cave by her touch, by getting lost in her body, this was different. She was my mate now.
The fever still raged. It had not been cured by claiming her…not yet.
Perhaps my beast had known all along. It had screamed “Mine” again and again, but I’d thought it had been desperate for f*****g and that Megan had simply been a beautiful and willing female. Yes, my beast was wild, but it seemed my basic instincts had an honorable streak, for the beast knew Megan belonged to us. No wonder he’d been so gentle with her in that cave. My beast didn’t simply want to f**k her, he wanted
