I whispered against her lips, diving in again and again for more kisses. Deep kisses. Long, slow kisses. Breaking apart to breathe, to pull her closer, and to keep whispering. “Amazing. I’m so lucky.” The fact that she couldn’t hear me didn’t matter. I couldn’t hold in the words. I needed to say them to her, to get them out. I had so many things I wanted to tell her. I’d have to spend a lot more time at the library in front of Audrey’s computer, but I’d do it. I’d learn sign language so I could talk to her. But tonight, I didn’t have it in me to try. She was too warm, too soft under my hands. She was too fucking real. “My mate.” I licked the seam of her lips, clutching her to me, growling at her taste. The bear within me pressed forward, wanting to claim her, to mark her. Growling mine over and over in my head. Mine. Yours. I jumped, staring down at her.
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