"I can't skip biology," Roxie gasped as Walker ran his hand up her shirt, cupping her breast.

"Yes, you can," Walker said, "I'm pretty sure we both know enough biology by now to get a passing grade. "

Roxie moaned into his mouth as Walker plunged his tongue inside, dancing with her tongue and getting lost in her scent.

"You want me to smell your arousal...

Roxie pulled away a tad, "Walker, I'm not allowing anything.. "

Walker's look of confusion and concern only made Roxie shudder. She was thinking the same thing. What was happening to them? Nothing made sense.

"Well, I...smell you," Walker crooned in her ear, "and I need you..."

"Did you go to Connie's?"

"I did."

"Why?"

"I don't know, mouse.."

"Yes, you do.."

"I need something familiar to get me away from you."

Roxie stepped away from him and he pulled her back in, "Don't go. Come with me."

"Where?"

Before she could speak, Roxie was in Walker's Jeep and they were racing downtown, passed the stores and shops, passed houses and temples, schools and playgrounds—right to the spot they'd spied the family of deer not even over a week before.

"It's so peaceful here," Roxie said, "I,-"

"I need to feel you, mouse," Walker said, as he tugged his hard cock out of his pants, the want—need--in his eyes drew Roxie in.

"Right here?" Roxie whispered as if someone could hear her in the closed, running vehicle, but she was already tugging off her boots and pants.

"Here or the stadium bleachers?" Walker teased as Roxie stuck her tongue out at him, straddling his lap and sliding down his length, both of them grunting when he hit the back of her channel, "Fuck.."

"I really didn't let you smell me, Walker," Roxie whimpered as she rode him with passion—this was a far cry from the other times when it was just unadulterated sex.

"How many times do I have to tell you how good this feels?" Walker groaned as he held his mouse close to his chest, looking around momentarily to make sure no one was watching.

"As many times as you want.." Roxie moaned.

"I—Roxie...shit..." Walker pushed up a few times, rolling his hips to meet her lunges.

"Do you always have to be in control?"

"Tying me up again?"

"You like this—admit it.."

"I am certainly not denying it.."

"Are you into being tied up?" Walker took a risk and asked her while they were in the throws of ecstasy.

"Get out of my head.." Roxie giggled.

Walker smirked, "Good...that's next on my list then."

"He's not yours..he's mine.."

"She's leaving, Walker...she's not coming back..."

"No.."

"Huh?" Roxie continued rocking back and forth, filling herself with him, up and down and down and up—her orgasm closing in and his cock plumping inside of her core.

"Don't leave me," Walker pleaded.

"I'm not going anywhere right now," Roxie laughed as she straddled him harder, crying out as he pulled her closer, kneading her ass with such pressure that made her yelp, "Are you branding me?"

"No," Walker's eyes narrowed as he glared at her neck, "This is branding you."

Fangs out, Walker pulled up and sunk his teeth into Roxie's flesh—her body quivering as her climax ripped through her. Walker suckled her juices greedily as she milked his cock—his own release hitting like a slamming door.

"Walker..." Roxie pleaded.

"I know...I am not supposed to...I know..."

"You'll get sick," Roxie panted as her pussy shuttered out the last of her flow, "You'll get sick. I'm not your mate and you're not ready.."

"I don't care..." Walker said, feeling their combined juices leak out of her and onto his thighs. He lapped at the trickle of blood oozing from her neck, "I want to taste you—taste me."

Feeling nauseated anyway, Roxie hissed as her fangs broke free and she leaned in to draw the blood from Walker who held her to him—tighter than he had before.

"Mmmm.."

Roxie took from him, her nausea ceasing as she consumed Walker's juice.

"Take from me..take all of me.."

Roxie held onto him as she did just that—making sure to take as much as she could, becoming more and more euphoric as the seconds passed.

"We have to go to the elders." Walker said.

"Why?" Roxie licked her lips, but she couldn't lift her head. She was so spent.

"I need more time with you, mouse," Walker admitted, "I want to push the ball out a month at least."

"

"You need more time with me?"

"You...time...us..." Walker nodded, not letting her go even when he softened in her, "I need it."

"You were able to heal me," Walker said, "Mates can heal—healers heal...Is your nausea gone?"

"It is..." Roxie smiled, placing her head on his chest and then popping up again, "Walker..."

"Let's have one more."

"How many more do you want?" Roxie giggled, "We have three..."

"I want an army," he smiled at her as her legs wrapped around him, "I want you to give me so many children..."

"We need a bigger house."

"Yes?" Walker said, awakening from the vision.

"Take me back to get my car, please," Roxie wiggled off of him, dressing and staring out the window.

"What? What is it?" Walker tucked himself back in his pants and put his seat belt on, "Roxie?"

"Stop with all of this!" Roxie waved her hand around, "It isn't funny."

"Stop what?" Walker asked as he watched her from the corner of his eye, "What am I doing wrong?"

"I am not your mate—you aren't mine!"Roxie heaved, striking both of them deep within.

All she could think about now was all of the times he'd teased her, pranked her, lied to her, bullied her and all of a sudden he wanted her?

None of it made sense.

"I'll be at your guest house tomorrow after five," Roxie told him as he zipped through the streets, angry with her—with himself for letting it go this far, "I won't let you down when it comes to my work."

"Fine," Walker sneered, "You're still going with me this weekend?"

Roxie rolled her eyes, her heart breaking for no reason.

"Yes, I am."

Walker smiled. She couldn't stay away—she was just scared.

He could feel her fear.

"Yes, I am scared," Roxie admitted, already knowing his looks, his mannerisms, his demeanor, "I can't explain this."

"I don't blame you," Walker said, "I hate you, you hate me. Can you imagine us having children together? The elders wouldn't dare.."

"You look so much like your mommy," Walker smiled.

"I love mommy..." A yawn escaped the young child.

"I love mommy, too, little one..and I miss her..."