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shirt
parted. He released two more buttons and she could see that his pectoral
muscles had a light mat of black hair on them. She loved a man with chest hair.
    Damien reached down and eased his belt open before pulling
it out of the loops, leaning forward and draping it across her belly. The
smooth leather still held his body heat. Serena gasped as she felt her cunt
juices seep down her pussy lips and onto the desk below. He smiled wickedly,
dipping a finger in the small but growing pool and carrying the damp finger to
his lips for a taste. He sucked his fingertip, and it was as if he’d sucked her
clit into his mouth. Serena arched up from the desktop with a sob.
    He opened the button on his trousers and carefully eased the
zipper over his prominent erection. She could see his cock pressing against his
white silk shorts. She met his eyes as his hands traced a path back up his
shirtfront to ease open more buttons. Damien bit his lip, and she could see
that not only had his cock elongated but so had his teeth. His canines now
resembled those of a wolf rather than a man.
    “Yes.” Serena hissed as she realized her teeth had
lengthened too.
    She wanted him to bite her, and she wanted to bite him in
return. She wanted to mark him as hers. His rumble of arousal nearly undid her
resolve not to beg. He ripped off his shirt. She’d been right about that
six-pack. His body was as ripped as the shirt lying on the floor. He stepped
out of his shoes, pulled off his socks and then he let his pants drop to the
floor before he kicked them aside.
    She whimpered. He really was a god. Nobody should look like
that unless they’d been airbrushed first.
    “Damien…” her hoarse whisper trailed off as he moved toward
her again.
    Damien took the tie from around his neck, trailing it over
her taut, exposed nipples, which made her jump at the sensation left behind. He
leaned over her, delicately tracing her areola and nipple with his tongue. He
blew a gentle breath against the damp flesh, and the already tight bud began to
throb.
    Serena shook her head helplessly. He was going to drive her
insane, and she wanted to go there. What was he doing to her? His tongue made a
rapid-fire tattoo on her nipple, taking her right to the edge yet again. Damien
stopped and waited while she shuddered.
    “You have the power to end your own torment, Serena. All you
have to do is admit you belong to me. We both know that you do—you just have to
acknowledge it.”
    “No!” She shook her head violently. Why did he demand this
from her? “You are such a bastard! An arrogant bastard!”
    “Stop being so damn pigheaded. I want to mount you and you
want to be mounted. Make it happen, Serena. Tell me you’re my bitch. Just admit
it.”
    “I belong to me!”
    “No, you belong to me . You are mine to care for and
protect. You are mine to fuck. Mine to fight with. Mine to give me pups. And
mine to love.”
    Serena froze and stared into his dark-brown eyes. “You don’t
love me. You don’t even know me.”
    “I know you, Serena. I know your scent. You’re my True Mate,
as I’m yours.” She shook her head in disbelief, which he took to be denial. He
growled. “Yes, you are. Damn, but you’re stubborn.”
    Damien covered her lips with his and sucked her tongue into
his mouth. He nipped it. Their tongues dueled, and she twisted so that her
breasts rubbed his chest. He moaned into her mouth, wrapped his arms around her
and pulled her tight against him. She could feel him pressing his thick cock
against her sensitive pussy through the silk shorts he still wore. His leather
belt teased both her belly and his as he ground against her.
    Serena wanted to touch him, but she was still restrained,
increasing her desire and her frustration. His mouth slipped to her neck and
she bared it to him without a single worry. He nipped her throat teasingly
while rolling his pelvis into hers. Serena was so close to an orgasm she could
almost taste it.
    “Damien, for God’s