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“Run. You know I like the chase. I will catch you and then…”

The male’s deep voice was a rough whisper, but I heard it across the vast space between us like he was right beside me. He didn’t need to finish his sentence. I knew what he would do when he caught me. It made my skin prickle with awareness, my pussy clench with need.

I was fast.

He was faster.

I was cunning.

He was ruthless.

I was a Hunter.

I was also the hunted.

I was his prey. His desire. His mate.

And when he found me, he’d take me. Command me. Fill me. Fuck me and make me his. Completely.

I wasn’t running from him because I didn’t want him.

I was running because I did.

My heart pounded not because I was tired, but because I was excited. Eager.

And so I ran faster, for the hunt was part of the mating. I would not allow a male to claim me who was not worthy. And he would not claim me if I didn’t test him.

The terrain was steep, the trees thick, the canopy of leaves overhead blocked out much of the sunlight. The air was damp, warm. Almost sultry.

I smiled as I quickly pivoted around a large tree, leaped over a fallen log.

“You’re wet for me. I scent your pussy from here.”

I whimpered because it was true. I was slick and needy. I wasn’t just overheated from the chase, from the miles we’d covered. I was desperate for his cock. He moved so quickly, his footsteps were light upon the ground. Yet I heard him as easily as he did me. His breathing was shallow, sweat dampened his skin. I breathed him in, would recognize the dark scent anywhere. Anytime, for the rest of my life.

Most females would stop. Wait. Let her mate catch her. Gods, most females wouldn’t run to begin with. But I wasn’t most females. I was Everian. A Hunter in my own right. A warrior. And so I moved even faster. The ground was a blur beneath my feet, my hair blew back from my face from the pace.“When I get you beneath me, mate,” he growled, “you will know who you belong to.”

The thought of his head between my thighs, his tongue on my clit, swirling and teasing that swollen bud, distracted me. I stumbled but didn’t fall. “Ah, mate. You want my mouth on you?” He’d heard the falter in my steps. “Then let me catch you.”

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