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" Your female, huh?" The Shifter bravely looked up. "Is your cock so small that you can't get your own women to--
Logan slapped a hand across his mouth and leaned in, nose to nose--giving the man a good look at the darkness pulsing in his eyes. "There are no laws against what we do, only opinions. Your opinion doesn't matter to me, but disrespecting this female does. Tip your head to her once more and I'll place my jacket on the back of that chair and we'll take a walk where Breed rules don't apply. Care to discuss your opinions on this matter any further?" Logan's nose wrinkle, drawing in a scent. The man backed down in defeat. Obviously not an alpha Shifter, just a jackass.
Logan's eyes slanted, as if watching me in his peripheral. "For the record, my cock can only be measured in decibels from the screams of the females it pleasures. "
― Dannika Dark , Impulse (Mageri Series, #3)
7
" I was made to protect you, female. I’ve claimed you, whether you accept it or not, and it’s an honor that I take very seriously. If any male lays an unwanted finger on you, I will break it. If you hunger, I will feed you. If you’re cold, then I will warm you with my body. If you’re taken from me, then I’ll track you. Never doubt my devotion to you.” He gripped my head firmly. “I once gave a woman my heart, because that’s all I had to give. But you, Silver, you’re the pulse that keeps me alive. I was a soft man once, but no more. I don’t know if you can accept the man that I’ve become, because all I have to offer you is my life. I want to shred Tarek apart for the fear he’s made you feel when looking at me. He’s made you afraid of something that is natural to my kind—an expression of my passion. My fangs are not just weapons.” His voice strained and I knew.
I knew.
Denying a part of him was denying him completely. Maybe someday I could look at them without flinching, but it was too soon. They represented power and passion in his world. But in my world, they were death and pain.
I stroked his cheek and he leaned into me and closed his eyes.
“Give me time, Logan.”
He slipped his hand behind the nape of my neck and brought his lips close to my ear—words melting into a soft whisper. “I’ll wait for you. "
― Dannika Dark , Impulse (Mageri Series, #3)
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" Are you hungry?” I asked. “I can fix us a plate and we can eat in bed.”
“Absolutely not,” he snapped.
“Something wrong with my cooking?”
“You fix very delicious meals, but I draw a line. A Chitah male is never served by a female; it’s the other way around.”
“So I can never cook?” I almost liked that idea, but then again…
He sighed. “It’s as it should be.”
“Compromise with me, Mr. Cross. I’m not a Chitah. You like my enchiladas, right? Just imagine how empty your life will be if you could never enjoy them again.”
I sensed his smile in the darkness. “For you I will bend, but it won’t be easy. I respect that these are not your ways, but you have no idea how upset I was at the dinner party you gave.”
“What?” My brows knitted at the random comment.
“The one you had months ago when we first met; I helped you prepare and cook the food. When you walked in and served those males, I was coming out of my skin. "
― Dannika Dark , Impulse (Mageri Series, #3)