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Sean, my mate Mate of my heart

Shifter bodies wereto mate until they couldn’t walk The Fae in her couldn’t eradicate the wanting Or ht out that need in her

The thought opened her eyes, opened her body, and made her cry his name in climax Sean came seconds later, his body slick with sweat, his eyes wide and dark blue The sword sang its joy at their joining, the threads twining within her and with the mate bond Andrea had no idea whether Sean heard it too, because before she could ask him, he kissed her deeply, pinned her hands above her head, and started loving her all over again

"These pancakes are great, Sean" Ronan put his big elbows on the table and shoveled in another riddle, ladled batter in a careful circle, filling in the middle as the pancake sizzled His eyes felt sandy, his te frenzy hadn’t let hih he was pleased that her night upstairs told him Andrea akeand wet and soapy and naked Why Sean was downstairs cooking breakfast for Ronan, he wasn’t sure

"I know things are tough right now," Ronan said around bites "But it’ll work out"

"Whist, aren’t you the confident one?" Sean said

"And I know that when you start saying things like whist that you’re pissed off I’ to help Don’t take it out on me"

"Sorry Didn’t sleep well"

"I know you didn’t I heard all that crazy, banging makeup sex You don’t exactly keep it down Here’sfrenzy take over coy"

Sean had alotten about what he and Andrea had been ht Oh, yeah, her at the bar Ellison Didn’t seem to matter as much today "I’ll keep it in mind"

The bathroom door slammed open upstairs, and Sean and Ronan fell silent, Ronan to eat, Sean to cook and fantasize about a wet and naked Andrea

Andrea came down the stairs in a T-shirt and jeans, her damp hair tousled "I smell pancakes"

Ronan held up his last forkful "Sean’s wicked good with theriddle onto a plate and put it on the counter Andrea sht of her lets were thin corkscrews against her face and neck, and Sean wanted to burrow arowled, pushing the plate at her

Andrea took it with a nod and carried the plate to the table Sean had already laid out butter and syrup, knives and forks, juice and coffee He was at least good at feeding his bloody stubborn potential mate

Andrea poured syrup over her pancakes and licked her finger Sean froze as he watched her catch the sticky drop of syrup on her tongue His throbbing erection, which had risen when he’d pictured her in the shower, tightened still further

"That’s the solution, is it?" Andrea asked Ronan as she licked her lips "Sean and I should have sex until we can’t re else?"