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I pulled away from him. “You can’t do this to me.”
“Do what?”
“Before, you were…and then, suddenly, you’re prowling around like something is going to attack you.” I folded my arms across the chest, keeping my eyes glued on the shadowy forest so that I didn’t have to look at him, so that he couldn’t see the tears pooling in my eyes. When I spoke, my voice was hard. “What’s wrong with me? I told you I wanted to be your mate. So why do you push me away?”
He grabbed my arm and spun me around. “Something startled me,” he whispered, his eyes boring into mine. His robe had come undone, revealing the outline of his naked chest beneath it. “The thread of a memory. I am sorry.”
“That’s not it. It seems as if you’re holding back. I see all the wild desire in your eyes, and yet, when you kiss me, it is tame.”
“I’m trying to be gentle,” he said. His grip on my arm tightened, the pain sending a shiver of desire through me. I knew that’s what he was trying to do, but I wanted him to stop. I didn’t want to sleep with Ryan the sensitive artist; I wanted Ryan the wild, powerful fox man. I wanted the raw, primal lust I saw in his eyes, for that same desire burned below my skin.
“Ryan, you can’t pretend to be something you’re not. If I am to be…your mate, then you treat me like one. I am to have all of you, or I am to have nothing.”
His eyes flickered. “Alex, you don’t know what you’re asking. The relationship between a fox and his mate is very…complex. It’s an exchange of power, of vital, elemental magic. It’s a test of the vixen’s strength to endure what her mate desires of her. I wanted to ease you into it. I wanted to give you pleasure you’d never known before, before I tried to break you.”
“You can’t break me, Ryan Raynard.” I said, staring back at him with the fiercest expression I could muster. “Just you try.”
As I delivered this, I yanked my arm away. But he was too quick. He stepped in and grabbed my other arm, twisting it around so that I no choice but to follow it. He pinned my arm behind my back, pressing his naked chest against me, so I could feel the warmth of him through the thin layer, feel his hardness pressing against my ass cheeks. I was just where I wanted to be, trapped and completely under his power.
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