“One very quick conversation but we’ll do it naked.” “We can’t talk while we’re naked.” “Want to bet? We could even talk while I’m rutting you. I like that idea even more. That way we could talk for hours…all night if you want.” Her hands flew to her ample hips and her large breasts thrust forward. He could see how her nipples had pebbled against the fabric. His female wanted him even if she wouldn’t admit it. “No freaking way. We will first set the ground rules and then I’ll decide whether or not you get to stay.” “I’m staying.” He smiled at her. “Of that you can be certain.” “We’ll see.” She huffed. When he looked back at Griffin, the male had an amused look on his face. Ross made for the kitchen area, ensuring that he brushed past Becky. As their bodies made contact, her breathing hitched and her heart rate picked up speed. She was afraid and he planned on finding out why. It would be difficult, but he would rein in the need to rut her until she screamed with pleasure. It was important that she be happy. That way she would be able to relax. He planned on making her scream, long and hard. As soon as the door closed behind them, and before Griffin had turned to face him, he blurted, “You are not to rut that female.” Griffin swung around looking at first crestfallen and then angry. “Why the hell not? I am highly attracted to her and she feels the same about me. I can scent her arousal. If I were to slip my hand into her panties, I’m sure she would be—” He held up a hand. “Enough. I have received special permission to rut this human on the condition that you are ready to save her should the need arise.” “You said you don’t plan on drinking from her.” “Plans have changed.” He narrowed his eyes. “You are not permitted to take from her.” Griffin narrowed his eyes back. “Mistakes happen.” “Bull fucking shit. You plan on taking from her. Mistake my ass.” Griffin chuckled. “It would be the perfect way to ensure that you receive a ten next time round.” Ross snorted. “A ten…when I sink my fangs into her she won’t remember how to fucking count.” “You’re serious? I don’t think you should—” “Enough!” Ross snapped. More harshly than he intended. “You do not have permission to rut the human. The only reason you are here is to ensure my human’s safety. Do your duty with the knowledge that I plan on taking from her. Am I clear?” Griffin folded his arms across his chest, a grin on his face. “You just called her your human. There is no way in hell Zane and Brant will let you mate her.” “Make no mistake…” The sense of urgency increased. “The female is mine, I will find a way to convince the kings of that.” “You may have to first convince her.” Griffin chuckled. “It sounds like some wolf beat you to it.” His grin was impossibly wide and his eyes had narrowed in humor. “It sounds like the beast left quite the impression.” Ross hadn’t meant to do it, but rage hot and thick coursed through his veins making him punch Griffin in the face. He managed to pull back at the last second so no bones broke. Griffin’s eyes widened in shock and he brought a hand up to cradle his jaw. Ross knew that he should probably apologize but to hell with it. The male should not have goaded him like that. “Sheesh…” Griffin shook his head. “You really must care for her.” Ross nodded once. “I do.” “Good luck then. I won’t tease you again.” Ross started to walk away but Griffin cleared his throat so he turned back. “Is there something else that you want to discuss?” Griffin nodded, looking uncertain. “I’m listening.” He had to work to keep his voice even. “You said I can’t rut the female.” Ross narrowed his eyes and he nodded. The male stuffed his hands into his pockets. “I would like to ask permission to give her pleasure.” Ross locked his jaw. What harm