JASON'S POV
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I can't stop myself or her as I our lips wrestle for dominance, my hands push and pull her away as I try to fight whatever she's doing to me, but I can't think straight while holding onto my mate's body. I feel I could stop and push her away any minute, but the longer she clings to me, the harder it gets. Her fingers rake into my hair and she fists her hand, yanking on it as she pulls me closer. I want her to stop, I need her to, because right now it feels like I'm cheating on my mate, with my mate, and nothing makes sense. This doesn't make sense. She pulls away for a breather, gasping lightly as her lungs full with oxygen and I pull away, holding my arms straight, my fingers dig into her waist, "Stop, just stop," I winch my eyes shut while pleading with her, I know she w
