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    The moment Alpha Kohen leaves, Bemy releases me and spins my chair to face him. I barely have


    time to breathe before he presses his lips to mine. This k*ss is passionate and a little out of control.


    Bemy doesn’t hesitate or hold anything back. He’s holding me so tight that I can’t even move to wrap


    my arms around him. I start getting lightheaded and he must be too because he finally pulls back,


    breathing heavily. I can feel him purring deep in his chest. Still squeezing me tight, he’s as breathless


    as I am when he breathes out his confession.


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    “I love you.” He sounds absolutely ted. I am probably so bright red that I could outshine a stop sign.


    Even Bemy looks a little flushed for once. I somehow end up in a slightly hysterical giggle.


    “I can’t believe I said it first.” I admit. Bemy leans back to look me in the eye, his own eyes are


    practically glowing with pleasure.


    To be honest… I can’t believe you said it first either. Although I might have thought about it a few times.


    I wasn’t sure how you would… well. I wasn’t sure it was the right time.” He says awkwardly.


    “You thought I’d freak out and hide in a corner or run away.” I say bluntly. Bemy winces a little.


    “Maybe?” He says hesitantly. I roll my eyes.


    “It’s fine. You’re probably not wrong. I have quite literally run away enough times to deserve a bit of


    doubt when ites to this kind of thing.” I agree reluctantly. Bemy shrugs but he doesn’t really


    seem bothered by it. In fact he looks very distracted. He leans down to press a k*ss against my n*ck.


    He moves to k*ss me properly again but my hesitation must show on my face or in my b*dynguage


    because Bemy stops and puts what I would have to


    describe as the smallest possible amount of distance between us.


    “What’s wrong?” He asks softly. My eyes dart to the kitchen doorway. He follows my gaze and


    understanding crosses


    his face.


    “Ah.” He says simply. I nod.


    “Megan or Darrien could walk in and I’m just… this is just…” I trail off and hide my face against his


    chest.


    “You’re shy, and this is a bit much for you.” He finishes for me. I nod without uncovering my face. I feel


    Bemy press a k*ss to my hair then he releases me and steps away. I almost topple off of my seat


    without him to support me. I didn’t realise I was leaning on him so much. Bemy catches me and


    steadies me. He then takes my hand and tugs me to my feet. Without a word he leads me to his office.


    Once we’re inside he turns, closes the door and locks it. I didn’t even know this door COULD lock.


    Bemy immediately turns back to me and his hands drop to my waist.


    “Better?” He asks, his tone hopeful. I can feel the burn on my cheeks as I give a jerky nod. Bemy’s


    answering smile is devastating. He pulls me closer until my handsnd against his chest. He leans in to


    k*ss me and I find my hands creeping up into his hair. Bemy groans against my lips and his hands


    slide down my back. They brush down until theynd where my butt and the back of my thighs meet


    causing me to let out a gasp. Bemyughs softly and uses his grip on me to lift me up. I let out a


    surprised squeal and hook my arms tighter behind his head, essentially crushing myself against him.


    Correction, essentially crushing my ch*st into his face. I automatically let go to give him some space


    and I immediately feel off bnce and find myself clutching his shoulders.


    “Shh, I’ve got you.” He takes a few steps forward and he lowers me onto his desk. With me sitting on


    the desk, we’re


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    almost the same height and I can see that he doesn’t have to bend as far to reach me. A fact he


    immediately takes advantage of.


    I have no idea how long Bemy and I have been k*ssing but I know that I feel like it’s about a million


    degrees in here. At some point, Bemy’s hands have made their way up the back of my shirt and his


    hands are hot on my waist and my legs are twisted around his waist while I haven’t released my tight


    clutch on his shirt. He pauses so that we can breathe and presses his forehead against mine. He sits


    back and disentangles us enough that I can see his face properly. I unhook my legs from around him


    and his hands drop to sit on my thighs.


    “I love you.” He says for the second time. I’d probably blush or look away or something but I might be a


    little hypnotised by his eyes because I can’t seem to look away or even care about anything else.


    “I love you too.” I manage to get the words out without ducking my face and Bemy looks like he’s just


    won the lottery. So I guess that makes it worth the embarrassment. Actually, I really hope that saying


    the words out loud gets less embarrassing over time because if it makes him that happy to hear it, I


    want to be able to say it without needing to hide under a rock afterwards.


    “You know that telling Kohen today was a very definite method of fulfilling the Shifter courting rituals.”


    He grins at me


    and I furrow my brow in confusion.


    “What do you mean? I thought it was meant to be some public acknowledgement or whatever.” I point


    out. Bemy


    shrugs.


    “Sure, but you told another Alpha. It might not be public, but between that and you agreeing to help the


    other Shifters… I’d say you’ve got it covered. I’m going to have to try harder. I’ve fallen behind.” He


    frowns and I roll my


    eyes.


    “You know I’m not worried about that. You’ll figure it out.” I reassure him.


    “I’m finding it difficult to worry about anything much right this second.” He agrees as he strokes a hand


    up my leg then back down again. I shiver at the touch.


    “You know, I’ve had a bit of a fantasy about this for a while.” He practically purrs the words. I tilt my


    head in


    confusion.


    “This?” I ask. He just smiles at me.


    This. You, on my desk, blushing and in my arms.” He leans in closer again and I can feel his warm


    breath on my n*ck as he brushes my hair back over my shoulders and continues to press his lips


    against my pulse which is racing again. Seriously, it cannot be healthy for my heart to be doing this so


    much. Can hearts explode from beating too hard? I suspect I’m going to just embarrass myself more,


    but I can’t help but ask


    “Do you… do you have a lot of… fantasies?” I ask awkwardly. Bemy moves to k*ss the other side of


    my n*ck and


    mutters against my throat.


    “Oh yes, definitely. Do you want to hear them?” He offers. I manage a half nod.


    “Well, back when we were in the kitchen, I was thinking-” I cut him off.


    “Stop!” I drop a hand to his ch*st and push him back a little. He sits back with a bit of a smirk on his


    face.


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    “Sorry. I think if you finish that sentence I probably won’t be able to go into the kitchen for a month


    without wanting to hide. So maybe… not now.” I tell him. Bemy raises an eyebrow.


    “Not now… So you do want to know?” He asks. He actually sounds a little shocked. I shrug.


    “Well… yes. I mean, I want to know what you want, what you think about. Just maybe not now. Thest


    few days, this morning… It’s been a lot.” My mind is a whirlwind of emotions. Everything happens so


    fast, I can’t seem to keep up with it all. Bemy nods his understanding.


    “I get it. Hmm, maybe I should write it down. I’m starting quite a list.” He winks at me and this time, I do


    duck my face. Bemy justughs and helps me to my feet. I’m not even a little bit surprised to find that


    my legs are a little wobbly.


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