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His Anya Like a fla the cold and the fears that haunted the man asn’t fully a man, and tormented the animal that wasn’t fully animal Sometimes the battle between man and beast inside hi he could contain the conflicting urges

The anied to hiain He wanted to throw those fucking hormonal treatments to the wind and force her to suffer as he suffered He was ready to hoith the hunger inside him for the relief he knew they were both desperate for

The h The iven voluntarily, without the deed between theer, craved her acceptance

“I’ve missed you”

He heard her voice, like su touch covered his brow It didn’t ease the heat raging through his body, but it was better than nothing At least in this tortured, de hi past his desperate touch

“Brim’s a dead Coyote, Del-Rey He shouldn’t have let her in here Let her touch you”

She must have meant Sofia He had warned Brim to never allow Anya to know Sofia had bathed his brow and chest while healing frounshot wound months before Had he told her?

It had hurt Anya He didn’t want her hurt

“God, just being close to you makes me wet”

Her little sigh had hi in need now She et? She wanted? He was hard and willing to give But he knew better than to open his eyes and reach out for her When he did, the dreaone, as would her touch And he needed her touch like the land needed the rain He needed to soak it in, feel it inside hi him

“I’ve missed you some Just your eyes would smile and I wanted to see your lips smile too I wanted to feel that smile in a kiss and knoas all mine”

He wanted to give her such a kiss A kiss filled with the proive her

There was so little security in a Breed’s life So little they could depend upon They had nothing to truly believe in except this This pro heat That there was a place for them That at least in nature, they were accepted

Del-Rey twisted against the bed, that agony of need raging through him His hands clenched in the sheets he could feel beneath his body, the bed he’d picked out with Anya in e so they could roll around on it Comfortable and warm, and now it felt like a bed of bricks

His body was on fire for her Just one more touch He wanted to feel her hand, not whatever that cool touch was He wanted her flesh Flesh to his flesh But he knew better than to reach for her