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was hiding from a pack of shifters. That she was glowing in the bliss of her first one-night stand.

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    Striker
    S triker felt something warm and soft against his chest. His eyes opened. It wasn’t a dream. Presley was real and she was lying in his arms.
    She breathed lightly, her shoulders rising and falling. Her blond hair cascaded over her collarbone, covering her breasts.
    God, she was fucking incredible. The way she tasted. The way she let him fuck her until the sun came up.
    He groaned. He had always wanted to claim his mate. He knew it wouldn’t be like anything before. It wasn’t sex. It wasn’t getting drunk and hooking up at the end of a date. It wasn’t a one-night stand. It was forever.
    His bear growled. He was ready to do it again. He felt the energy course through his limbs. He needed her again. He was desperate for her. Hungry to be inside her.
    He brushed the hair from her neck, stirring her. He saw the smile on the corners of her lips. Oh, those soft, luscious lips of hers.
    “Good morning.” He rolled her under him.
    She grinned. “Good morning.”
    His bear felt good, satisfied. He felt the hardness bulge between his legs, as he nudged her knee to the side.
    Her breath caught as her eyes filled with lust.
    He waggled his eyebrows. She immediately smiled and slipped her arms around his neck.
    Her legs wrapped around his waist and she drew his erection against her slick folds, grinding her hips into his.
    “Fuck,” he growled into her neck.
    She was hot and wet and he wasn’t going to wait another second to be inside her. He pulled up, pushing himself into her heat.
    “Oh, Striker,” she cried.
    He knew it was intense for her, but she smiled as they found their rhythm and he pumped against her harder. She clawed at his back, lifting her hips higher, begging for him to make her come.
    He smiled, knowing she was a good mate. Coming when he commanded. Offering her body in every way.
    “Please, please,” she whimpered. “I need it. I need to feel it.”
    “Oh I want you to come, baby.” His teeth nipped at her shoulder. “Come for me like that.”
    When he knew they both needed their release, he slammed into her roaring over the bed. She came undone in his arms. Her body quivering. Her core wrapped around his cock, vibrating and pulsing. He held her in his arms while she convulsed around him, accepting his shifter essence, sucking it deep in her body. It was fucking ecstasy.
    He knew he had found everything he had been looking for in a mate. Presley was the one. He collapsed on top of her, finding sleep again, while his body filled hers.

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Presley
    P resley opened her eyes . Striker was asleep. She had managed to push him off of her. He didn’t realize how heavy he was against her. His arm draped over her stomach.
    The sun was filtering through the blinds. She had no idea what time it was, only that she had never spent a night like that in her life. She felt different. She felt as if her body hummed with something musical. Was it possible there was more to this than amazing sex?
    She watched him sleep and planned a strategy of how to creep out of bed without waking him. She lifted his hand, rolled away, then placed it on the pillow. Striker took a deep breath, but didn’t stir.
    She tip-toed to the bathroom. She couldn’t imagine what she looked like. She imagined her body had to be bruised and raw from the way she let him handle her, but stared in the mirror. Her cut was almost completely healed.
    It wasn’t red or swollen. She pulled the butterfly bandage from the gash. How was that possible?
    She felt her neck where she remembered Striker’s teeth pressing against her skin. It wasn’t red. Her thighs, her stomach, her breasts all looked perfectly fine.
    For an instant she wondered if she really had dreamed the entire scenario, but she turned from the bathroom and spotted her naked host sprawled across his bed. No, it wasn’t a dream. Every bit of it had happened.
    She crept back to