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insane.
    “Spread your legs, little bitch,” he instructed, speaking with his teeth clenched together while he struggled to maintain his composure.
    His cock swelled eagerly, making it damned hard to think straight, let alone instruct her.
    All he smelled was the sweet pungency of her lust, not filtered with any of the hesitation he’d detected moments before. Her short legs couldn’t kneel over him and give her room to rise and allow his entrance. He didn’t want to give her a quickie. And 19
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    if she kept rubbing him like that before he entered her, he’d explode the minute her sultry heat wrapped around him. Giving the little bitch control and power like that would never help in showing her how to submit to him.
    “Squat over me.” He gripped her hips, lifting her off him. “I want to watch you slowly take all of my cock.”
    “I can take it fast. Feel me. I’m ready.” In spite of arguing with him, she squatted over him. She followed his instruction but then grabbed his hand and placed it between her legs.
    Her black hair was soaked, and he parted it gently until he stroked the soft, velvety flesh hidden underneath.
    “Oh yes!” She let her head fall back, pressing her feet on the ground on either side of him while she squatted just over his cock. The damn thing was doing a dance in its eagerness to get inside that heat.
    He clenched his teeth, ordering himself to be still. Erin had honored his command to refrain from using her gift without his consent. He wasn’t a brutal man when it came to bitches. Their pleasure mattered to him as much as his own. And Erin’s eagerness was so fresh, like a newly blossomed flower—although there was no question in his mind that her blossom had been plucked long before. Nonetheless, she hadn’t ever truly experienced really good sex. Her assuring him she could take it fast was proof enough of that. He guessed she’d had experience with quick, hard sex—wham, bam, thank you sweet bitch. What he craved showing her was drawn out, hot, sultry sex that would leave her breathless and aching to see him again.
    “I’m sure fast and hard is the way you like it best.”
    “Yes. Fuck me as hard and as quickly as you can.”
    “Nope.”
    Erin lifted her head slowly, although her eyes opened quickly. Her lashes fluttered over her dark orbs as she stared at him. He waited to smell the hesitation, the sign of her disobedience. It took more effort than he wanted to admit to pull his fingers from her soaked heat. But he grabbed her waist, holding her over his cock and keeping her from moving while he met her heated gaze.
    “What do you mean, no?” she whispered, suddenly looking scared.
    Worry mixed with her lust. But that was it. She nibbled her lower lip, balancing herself over him while he held her, contemplating how to answer. If he told her his suspicions, at this point, she’d deny them.
    “I mean that you aren’t going to get it fast and hard.” He adjusted her over him, letting his gaze drop to the closely shaven black curls that covered her sweet pussy.
    “Lower yourself on me slowly. You are going to feel every inch of me stroke all those tiny muscles inside you that are screaming for relief.”
    “Slowly?” She said the word like she didn’t understand the meaning.
    “Yup.” In that moment, he learned something about Erin Spalto.
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    Sex was an escape for her. More than likely a means to run from her den and her suppressed existence. He saw how Nicolo and Dimitri treated her. Their love for their youngest littermate showed easily. And more than likely, if he had a younger female in his den who was as hot as Erin, he’d keep her on a tight leash too.
    She’d told him she’d had sex with American werewolves. But not with a Malta werewolf. His guess was that she ran to strangers, sniffed out the horny ones and tumbled quick and hard in isolated fields to get herself off. More than likely she’d never been slowly seduced,