"Mine," I snarled, rearing up over her, and she answered the word with a soft smile and a squeeze of her legs and arms and sex around me.

I arched, my head hitting the roof of the car, and came with a bellow, a month's worth of impatience and tension spiraling out of me as I kicked my hips and filled my mate with my scent, my seed.

Sunny moaned and fluttered as I filled her, sagging beneath me, giving me the sweetest, softest place to land, my lips finding hers automatically for lazy, licking kisses. Her legs softened around me, her heels on my ass, and her hands tucked around my shoulders to hold me on top of her. The car engine made a huff of effort, as if in camaraderie.

Sunny's lips were clumsy against mine, but constant and gentle, passing and brushing and sipping, carrying the kiss on for long minutes before she seemed to have found her fill.

I attempted to twist us, to give her body a break from my weight, but she grunted her objection and squeezed her knees around my hips until I fell still again.

"Don't move," she mumbled, pressing her face into my throat, humming happily as I nuzzled her head and my tusks caught in her hair. She always seemed to like that.

"You're bossy now that our roles have changed," I chuckled, then sighed as she stiffened. "Petal?"

"Just thinking," she mumbled from beneath me. "But also not quite ready to start thinking yet."

That suited me if it kept her calm, but I purred on top of her until she was limp again.

"What now, Khell?" Sunny asked.

I lifted up slightly until I found her face in the shadow beneath me, her hair a mess of golden tangles and slightly staticky from the friction against the car upholstery. "What would my mate like now?"

Her eyes lit up briefly and then skirted away just as quick.

Yes, we still had talking to do. She still had to accept this new shift. We barely knew each other yet.

But we would and it would all come at my mate's pace, or as slowly as I could stand to allow. It was impossible not to feel confident of this with her warm and soft and wet with satisfaction against me.

"I don't want to go back to the cottage," Sunny said slowly, eyes still tilted shyly down. "Would you…"

"Ask, petal," I said when she hesitated too long and started to twitch with fretting.

"Would you come home with me?" she blurted out, gaze flashing up at me.

I grinned at her and purred roughly. I was still hard, buried inside of her. I wanted to fuck her again just for asking. But her car was running, and MSA might have objections to our unplanned activities in the middle of the road.