“No, I want you take that shit off and never put it near our bed again,” he hissed, and I stilled, my lips parting in shock. “You…don’t want this?” I asked in horror. How could I have gotten it wrong? There had to be something to the rumours. Surely I wasn’t kidding myself here. I’d picked up on the hints and drawn this conclusion. He was my mate; how could I get it so wrong? “Of course I don’t,” he snapped. “Not even my multi-function horn?” I pressed the button on the horn and it began intermittently spinning, vibrating and thrusting. Caleb stared at me in stunned silence. “And where is that
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