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up, which made sense with his appetite. A shiver coursed through her as she thought of how much she enjoyed his insatiability…for her, and hers for him. She could probably blame that on the mating, as well.
    “Spit it out, Darby.”
    “What?” she questioned.
    “Whatever is spinning through your brain now,” Calloway prompted.
    “Is there anything the watchers haven’t witnessed or read about when it comes to physiological changes due to mating? I’ve read about the biological changes that occur when a human mates with a shifter, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t things we haven’t been made aware of yet.”
    “You’ll heal faster, but you guys must know that,” Calloway offered.
    She nodded. “The enhanced senses. The faster healing from injury. The blood injections I’ll need from you if I become pregnant.”
    “When,” he corrected. “You know there’s no using birth control for us.”
    “When,” she amended, and her hand automatically dropped to her lower stomach. Good thing she’d had her implant removed from her arm weeks ago and had opted not to replace it. There was no need for any contraceptives anymore. No condoms, no pills, no implants. No method of preventing conception at all.
    “Not yet,” he said as if he knew the question in her mind. “I’ll know when you’re ovulating. We both will. Our sex drives will be to the point we won’t be able to do anything but fuck during that window of time. Then it will be up to nature whether or not you conceive.”
    “I’m not sure we can have more sex than we have been.”
    He gave a bark of laughter. “You have no idea. When you’re fertile, we won’t leave the bed. I won’t be able to leave your side and will do my best not to leave your body. Your skin will be ultrasensitive, rendering you incapable of tolerating anyone else’s touch.”
    “And you?” she whispered, leaning in and biting her lower lip as she envisioned the portrait he painted.
    “I won’t tolerate another’s touch either. That’s already me, Darby. The man I am with you isn’t the one the rest of the world sees or knows. I’m not a social man. I prefer the quiet.”
    She laughed. “My constant chatter must drive you crazy.”
    He shook his head. “The sound of your voice is a delight to my ears. I’d spend a thousand hours listening to you and still beg for more. You’re my mate, Darby. My other half. The only woman in this entire world meant to be at my side.”
    Darby swiped tears from her cheeks, his words hitting her hard and making her heart expand. She and her father loved one another. It wasn’t as if love had been denied her and Calloway was the first to give it to her. But this, what they shared, it was different, unique. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. It ran deeper than the heart and would last longer than a lifetime. They were connected soul-to-soul, and that bond would only strengthen over time.
    “Do we have time to make a stop?”
    His heated gaze assured her he understood what she wanted. This was their connection, the connection of all mated couples. A knowing that didn’t require spoken words. He pulled off at the next exit. She thought briefly of teasing him with brief flashes of skin or touches, but the way his cock flexed behind his zipper showed her he was already primed and ready to blow.
    She didn’t pay attention to anything but him. His cheeks were flushed, his breathing louder, hands clenching and releasing on the wheel. She swallowed, licked her lips then swallowed again. She wanted to taste him, to lean over and rip his jeans open and take him into her mouth. She smelled the dark spice of his desire, and it only kicked hers higher. Her juices dampened her panties as her body prepared to take him.
    Suddenly, he turned and growled at her. One strong wrist flicked the key off, and she realized they were parked. They were in the shadows. She saw trees and thick grasses then didn’t care as he jerked his seat