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He sighed, but I stayed on top of him and still inside him as he lifted his hips, working the fleshlight off his cock. I heard an audiblepopand drew back too, my cock sliding free. Cum dripped from him as he rolled to the side, making a mess.

“Just an excuse for us to take a shower together,” I said. “Yeah?”

Steel offered me a bright fanged smile. “Yes, Sir.”

6 /RUTROH

Steel

Every bone in my body was on fire the moment I woke up.

I thought I’d been in a rut, and I was fucking wrong. Whatever this was? It was ten times worse.A hundredtimes worse.

I sat up in bed, my cock hard and leaking against my thigh. My head spun as I looked around, realizing I was still in Oliver’s bed. But, he wasn’t next to me. His scent was a little stale too. I frowned, but then spotted a written note on the side table.

Ran out for some groceries! I should be back before you’re awake, but if not, will be home soon.

- Oli

When was that? What if something happened to him? We weren’t mated yet, so it wasn’t like I’d be able to feel if he were in danger through our bond.

My heart pounded as I picked up my phone.

All day yesterday, we’d fucked. We’d fucked, ate good food, watched a couple movies and talked about our lives, then fucked again. I’d fallen asleep around midnight and wasn’t sure the last time I’d slept that well.

But now I was awake. Now I wanted him. It’d been only a day since we met, and I already needed him more than I needed water.

I pulled up his contact and pressed the call button, flopping back in my bed. It rang twice, but then he answered.

“Good morning, pup,” he said, his voice husky.

“I’m dying,” I rasped. “Are you okay? I saw your note.”

“I’m good, I ended up running to a second store to get some ginger . . . You don’t sound so good. Are you okay?”

“I think so,” I whispered. “Sorry. I can’t think. I?—”

“I’ll be home soon,” he said. “Half an hour, tops. I’ll take care of you.”

“Are you sure?” I squeaked. My chest ached at the thought of him rejecting me. Did he really want to take care of a werewolf in full rut? Yesterday had been perfect, was he realizing how hard I could be? In more ways than one . . . “I’m going to be a handful, you know.”

“Well goodness, I hope you are. I’ll be there soon.”

“Okay,” I murmured. Fuck, I didn’t even want him to hang up.

Oliver let out a deep hum. “How about I stay on the phone with you?”

“How’d you know?” I mumbled.

“Just a hunch. Did you sleep okay?”

I sniffled as I shifted in bed, rolling onto my back and looking up at the mirror. My cock and knothurt.Every muscle in my body burned and to even move felt like a chore. The only thing I wanted right now was for my mate to be bouncing up and down on my cock.

“Fuck,” I groaned, trying to push that visual out of my head.

Cum dribbled down my leg. I looked down at myself, shaking my head. “I’m a fucking mess, Oli.”

“And soon you’ll be my mess. You know I dreamed about you last night?”