Claiming His Witch by Ellis Leigh

mine.
    “You could, if you don’t mind being alone with me.”
    “Sure, you don’t scare me.” I shrugged, trying to pull off casual. But deep down, I was anything but casual. I was excited and anxious, wanting so much to get this man alone so I could explore our bond. The emotional tie to him was already present, growing slowly tighter as it bound us together, but the physical one was burning hot and bright. A connection that made me want to strip off my clothes and offer myself to him to use in whatever way pleased him. And whatever way would please me as well.  
    Pup dropped his arms from in front of his body and held out a hand to me.  
    “I’m no threat to you.” His words were a promise, one I was more than willing to put my faith in. I grinned as I took his offered hand, eyeing him in the process.  
    Pup walked with me to a small wooden cabin. “I’m in this one.”  
    I bit my lip as we climbed the handful of stairs, surreptitiously watching the way the muscles in his thighs bulged with each step. When we reached the porch, he sort of hopped in front of me. I had to fight back a moan as I watched the muscles in his back and ass flex with the movements. He was so gorgeous, so strong and masculine. Tempting.
    And I was about to be alone with him.

FIVE

Pup
    I ran my hand through my hair, cupping my junk with the other. This was insane. Of course I’d meet my mate while working. Of course I’d end up scaring the hell out of her. Of course she’d see me naked long before I planned on getting naked with her. And now I had to walk her inside the cabin, flashing my ass and my balls along the way.
    Totally insane.
    “I’m in this one.” I directed her to the cabin I’d claimed as mine. She led the way up the stairs, her jeans pulling tight around her round ass as she stepped onto the porch. The swing of her hips captivated me, pulled all my focus, and made me miss the top step on my way up. She didn’t seem to notice though, so I played it off as trying to step in front of her and lead her across the porch.
    I opened the door for her when I reached it, my breaths coming quickly as I played every nasty, disgusting sex-ed picture from high school in my memory to keep my dick from getting any harder than it already was. She was so beautiful, so ridiculously sexy. From her long, dark hair to her deeply tanned skin, she was a darker version of an actress from another era. Sensual and voluptuous.
    She stopped just inside the door, forcing me to brush against her as I passed. Touching her, even so innocently, was like falling into a pit of pillows and blankets. Warm, comforting, and so damned soft.  
    Her face scrunched adorably as she looked over the rustic interior. I knew it wasn’t much, but it was the Breed’s place to hang while we were working on the western side of the state. And occasionally have a vacation.
    But that opinion was my own. I suddenly had a mate, a female, who was probably used to more comfortable surroundings than a little cabin with plywood walls. My ears burned as I watched her eyes dance over the bed, the table, and finally the door to the simple bathroom.  
    “Sorry. It’s a little—”
    “It’s fine.” Her eyes met mine, her pouty lips tugging up into a smile. “There’s a good energy here. Very calming. I like it.”
    I nodded, still unsure and feeling somehow inadequate. “Sure. Okay, I’m just going to—”  
    I pointed toward the duffel bag lying on the bed. Without waiting for a response, I hurried over and pulled out a pair of basketball shorts.  
    “So tell me, Pup,” she said as I slid the fabric up my legs. “What do you do when you’re not growling at women?”
    I snorted a laugh, much more comfortable once my bare ass was covered. “For the record”—I yanked a T-shirt over my head—“I wasn’t growling at you. More for you.”
    I turned, catching her staring at me in a decidedly lower location than my face. My lips tugged up into a smirk as her