her anyway and used her as a whore for all of them. But Dante offered her the world and asked for nothing in return. Nothing except a few words that would unite their physical bodies. âAnd our children?â she asked him. âWe have a large nursery for them in Minnesota.â She cocked her head. âYou realize theyâll most likely be human and not cubs.â He looked perplexed by that. âThen Iâll read Mr. Spock.â Pandora laughed. âHeâs the character from Star Trek, not the child expert. No wonder youâre here.â He brushed the hair back from her face and gave her a sincere, heated look that melted her. âI will do whatever I have to to take care of them. I promise you. Human or cub, they will be protected as my offspring and they will have whatever they need to grow strong and healthy.â She pressed her marked palm against his. âThen I will mate with you, Dante Pontis.â Dante couldnât breathe as he stared down at her and those blessed words rang in his ears. He should be running for the door. But if he did that, heâd never have sex again. Sex with only one woman. He was really paying the piper for all the years heâd been tormenting Romeo about being mated. And yet he couldnât quite muster up true fear. Some hidden part of him liked the idea of Pandora being his. Lacing his fingers with hers, he walked backward toward the bed, pulling her with him. He used his powers to turn down the bed and strip their clothes from them before he lay on his back and pulled her over him. The mating ritual was older than time. It was instinctive to their species and it would bind them for the rest of their lives. The only way to break it would be for one of them to die. Whoever survived the union would then be free to try and find another mate ⦠if there was another one out there. It was extremely rare for any Were-Hunter, Katagaria or Arcadian, to find a second mate. Pandora bit her lip in nervous trepidation. All her life, her thoughts and energy had been spent on worrying about the actual act of sex. Since she was promised to a Katagaria pack, sheâd never really thought much about ritual mating. Now she was almost scared as she tried to take Dante into her body. This was a lot more difficult than she would have guessed. Every time she tried to straddle him, his cock went astray. Dante smiled gently. âCan I help?â She nodded. He shifted his hips, then guided her onto him. They both moaned in pleasure as her body took him in all the way to his hilt. This was it. A man who ought to terrify and repulse her was about to become her mate. She would have children with him and somehow they would bridge the differences between their cultures and personalities and become the sole physical comfort for each other. If she had to have a Katagari lover, she couldnât imagine a better panther to have as her own than Dante. Pandora could barely think as she felt heat coming from their joined hands that held the mating mark. She moved against him slowly, then spoke the words that would unite them. âI accept you as you are, and I will always hold you close in my heart. I will walk beside you forever.â Dante watched her intently as he felt every inch of her body with his. Heâd never thought to have a mate at all and had relegated himself to a future bereft of children. Now the thought of having his own cubs warmed him. She was his. A hot, demanding possessiveness unlike anything heâd ever known before tore through him as he watched her ride him slow and easy. Not feral like a pantheress. Human and yet not. Who would have thought that Dante Pontis could be tamed by such a small creature? And yet her tender touch seared him with a humanity he wouldnât have thought possible. The beast inside him was calm. No longer searching, it lay at peace as if she fit some part of him heâd never known