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against hers, creating a friction of need between them.
    Her gorgeous skin began to glow with siren magick, turning lambent shades of mother-of-pearl wherever the light struck it.
    He was lost in her, in her taste, her touch, her tiny mewls of pleasure. Grizzlies were violent and rough, but she took it all with greedy need.
    He felt the pump of her magick everywhere she touched him. Lusty images of them sprawled out naked flooded his head. He imagined her going down on him, him going down on her, and August couldn’t say the thoughts were because of her magick alone.
    He’d wanted her for months. The magick between them came from both of them. The intense sexual energy robbed him of any and all reason but what they were doing right then.
    Their teeth knocked in their need to get at each other. She tasted of fire and water, cold and hot, making him thirsty for more. Drawing her tongue into his mouth, he sucked on the tip of it. He squeezed his eyes shut as he drowned out the words of warning ringing through his head like bells.
    Right now, he only wanted her. He needed to feel her touch.
    Her hands slid down his hard abs then slipped beneath his waistline. She was taking the lead.
    With a heady growl, he flicked her hands away and tore the button on his pants open. She was manic as she unzipped his jeans then reached between the slit of his boxers, pulling him out and holding him tightly.
    “Shit.” He swore as she began to slowly pump him.
    “Me too,” she whimpered.
    He knew exactly what she was asking for. August wasn’t gentle. His own Breed magick was out of control. He was using far too much force but was unable to stop himself. He tore her jeans button off then ripped at the zipper, tearing that too.
    “Yes,” she hissed when his fingers slid beneath her drenched panties, finding her clitoris in one bold stroke. “Oh gods,” she hissed as he continued to rub at the hardened nub with his thumb.
    Laying her head on his chest, she pumped her hips against his hand as he rubbed her.
    Their ragged breathing was the only sound they heard in the absolute stillness that surrounded them.
    She trembled in his arms, and her sex convulsed upon him as she orgasmed.
    “Keep going,” she whispered when he started to pull back.
    His thoughts were dizzy, and his cock was so damn hard that he knew he would soon lose what little control he had over himself.
    Unable to keep from panting, he rubbed her harder and harder. She orgasmed one right on top of the other.
    On her third orgasm, he finally let himself go. “I’m coming,” he hissed. “Fuck me.”
    His knees buckled as she did something with her hand that made him feel as though he had not only ejaculated but had been forced to expel his very soul from the tip of his cock.
    His whole body shook as he gave into the best orgasm of his life. It felt like forever before he could open his eyes again. When he did, he realized his head lay on her breasts, and she was gingerly running her fingers through his hair and whispering softly in his ear.
    “It’s okay,” she murmured. “You’ll be fine. Just come back to me, Auggie.”
    A region in his heart trembled as she spoke to him. Moving his hands away from her thighs, he knew he should let her go. He should back off and apologize, but he was too weak to do anything but stay exactly where he was.
    He’d never come like that in his life. He felt as if he hadn’t just orgasmed but balanced precariously between life and death.
    She kissed his brow, and for just a moment, he smiled. He felt blissed out and more at peace than he had in his entire life. “What was that?” he finally managed to mumble after another minute.
    Her laughter was infectious, causing his own lips to tip up at the corners.
    She kissed his temple softly. “That’s what happens when you mate a siren.”
    Then her hands were on the corners of his jaw. “Look at me, August. You don’t get to pretend that this isn’t happening this time, you hear