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seat forward. A coy smile on her painted lips, she slid into the back. He followed, pressing her down onto the black leather upholstery, his body wedging between her ready thighs, his need hard and consuming, tightening his balls. He felt the dangerous pull at the back of his skull and swallowed down a growl. If he wasn’t careful, he’d turn right here. Something he hadn’t done in years.
    He bunched fistfuls of skirt and yanked the fabric up the woman’s waist.
    She laughed. “Hey, aren’t you eager?”
    Moonlight bathed her through the back window, giving her tanned skin a pearl hue. Her flesh felt warm and toasty beneath his hands, the scent slightly acrid from her frequent visits to the tanning bed.
    “What’s your name?”
    “Luc.”
    “Hmm, Luc. I like your accent.”
    She wasn’t young. Bottle blond with dark roots rising in her part line. Bleary eyes revealed her night had started long ago. Nothing like the girl he’d left at his house. But that was good. He didn’t want someone like Lily. Someone whose freshness reminded him of everything he’d never known. Everything he could never have.
    He needed a woman like this. Hard and jaded with tired lines edging her face, accustomed to trysts in backseats with strange men.
    A smile pulled at her lips, practiced and full of artifice, accustomed to smoky bars, late nights, and hard men. Precisely the kind of woman he wanted. One who wouldn’t mind a quick tumble, minus the sweet words. One who liked it rough. With the moon bearing down on him, foreplay fell short.
    She rose up to kiss him. His lip curled at her stale breath, and he dodged her mouth.
    “Don’t be like that,” she pouted against his cheek. “Can’t you kiss?” She groped her breasts through her nonexistent top. “Guys usually like these. They cost enough. Can’t you say something nice about them? Maybe play with them a bit? The girls would like that.”
    Ignoring her, he moved a hand to his zipper.Closing his eyes, the sight of Lily filled his head, her breasts, fresh, ripe… not readily available to every guy in L.A. Air hissed between his teeth and his cock swelled at the thought of her.
    “Sorry. I’m low on foreplay tonight,” he bit out, his voice thick and guttural in his mouth. He stilled at the sound, tensing, fighting the swamping sensations. His eyes flew open. Imagining Lily was a bad idea.
    “Never mind. C’mere, big guy.” Her hand closed around him and he shuddered. Not because of the way she worked her palm over him… because it just wasn’t right. He saw only Lily. Tasted her. Smelled her scent swirling around him.
    With the beast prowling for release, howling in need, he flung himself off the woman. “Go,” he snarled. “Get out.”
    “Shithead,” she snapped before vanishing out the door.
    He dragged a deep breath inside himself and collapsed against the leather seat, the back of his hand against his brow as he stared out the window at the moon, live and pulsing in rhythm with his heart. Blood rushed in his veins, and his pulse quickened, fought against his body, urging him toturn, to shift… to seek his release on the female waiting back at his house.
    He should remain where he was. Even if it meant spending the night in the backseat of his car.
    At least he wouldn’t be anywhere near the temptation that resided in the basement of his house. A woman—a lycan —he would have to kill in a month’s time if the hunter failed to deliver her alpha to him.
    She had no hope of battling her urges and resisting the shift. She would turn. A slave to her hunger. A killer. Without remorse. Without a soul.
    For his sake, he should stay away. For both their sakes. Until next month.

Chapter Five
    Luc told himself he was only checking on her to make certain she had not escaped. His steps fell silently. He ignored his reflection in the stainless steel appliances as he passed. He rarely looked at himself. Had not since his family had turned from him, rejecting him so