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blood were speaking to him, his craving building. His shaft started to engorge being around her. He wanted her. He wanted to taste her, to own her, to penetrate her, and to claim her. This was wrong. She was a human. This wasn’t her calling.
    “ Please.” There was a note of pleading and desperation in her voice.
    He couldn’t say no. “Fine,” he finally said, frustrated. His body wanted this, and he wasn’t sure how long he’d have control over his mind. The red moon’s seduction pulsed in him in ways she wouldn’t understand. It was growing…his need.
    He paced as she spoke. She sat on his sofa, fidgeting with her hands. His body ached for a piece of her…but she was vulnerable. He couldn’t take advantage.
    As her words spilled out, he watched her visit a range of emotions. He wanted to have answers for her, but he didn’t. All he could do was to offer her a shoulder. He wanted to offer her something else…it wasn’t his fault. She was curvy and soft, feminine and fertile, those round hips, her full body, her extra padding, the way he felt warm inside when she was near him…he forced his bear to stay put. It was killing him. His carnal needs were fighting his human every step of the way.
    She looked at him, her eyes hopeful. She barely knew him, but he was the only shifter she knew. The only person she could trust with this new information. If her friends had learned she could be part shifter… her entire world came crashing down. This was real. Tears welled up in her eyes.
    Jagger sat beside Ingrid and let her lean into him. That was a mistake. She was soft. She was sexy. She was sensuous. He wanted her flesh. He wanted to inhale her intimate scent closer, to taste her, to thrust his cock deep into her… control it. Control it .
    When she tipped her head up to look at him, their gaze connecting, all bets were off. Her pouty lips were a bitten shade of pink and succulent. He needed to taste…to lick….to…Jagger bent to kiss the woman before him.
    When she looked up at him, seeing his eyes hungry with lust, she licked her lips and parted them. She couldn’t think clearly. All she wanted was for him to kiss her.
    Dr. Quinn was a mix of potent, raw sexuality and rock-hard brawn. His dark hair contrasted with his gorgeous eyes. Everything about him made Ingrid weak in the knees. From his broad shoulders, to his biceps that bulged, it all made her giddy. His size spoke of power. Not only was he solidly built, but he was tall, towering over her when they stood side-by-side. Biology played its part. She couldn’t control that she was drawn to his masculine form. He was a fine specimen. His kiss…she desperately wanted his kiss.
    Leaning in to kiss Ingrid, Jagger’s thoughts slowly slid out of his head. He wanted to be sensible, to think clearly, but something was happening. He was drawn to her soft, round curves. Her full thighs had him aching to be between them. She’d look adorable carrying his cubs. He shook the thought out of his head, no, stay strong. His guttural instincts pushed him forward. The way she looked up at him, licking her lips, beckoning him closer. Just a taste…

Chapter 9
     
    Jagger slid his tongue across the base of her lip, and pulled back to look at her. She wanted this as much as he did. She might not have the same animalistic urges, but there was no denying her desires. Her eyes spoke volumes, saying things her words couldn’t.
    The air crackled between them, sparks flying. The silence was only broken by their heavy breathing, both trying to find reasons not to do this, but none was good enough. They both wanted this, were both consenting adults, both were ready, both were hungry for the other.
    “ Are you sure?” He finally spoke. He needed to know. He wanted to give her every opportunity to turn away. Once they crossed that line, there’d be no going back. He wasn’t going to pretend like he would kiss her once and let her walk out. This was going somewhere; they