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still alive. He gave her his tongue and she sucked it greedily into her mouth, pressing her tight, aching nipples into his chest with a groan. A sharp pang of need sliced deep in the wet, pulsing core of her.
    Their nakedness became her number-one concern as she twisted in his arms until she was able to straddle him, only realizing at that moment that he sat perched on the fallen trunk of a large tree.
    He held her close as she kissed him again, so close his warmth became hers, his strength a cocoon surrounding them both. His long cock was hard and hot against her belly. She lifted herself, rubbing up and down on him until he growled at her like the animal he was beneath the surface of his beautifully sculpted human form. He made her want to be an animal too, and run away with him into the wilderness where the evil of this night could never find her again.
    “Ahh,” she moaned, tilting her head back. “I wish…”
    He buried his face in the curve of her neck, nipping lightly just beneath her ear. “What do ye wish, mo leannan ?”
    She didn’t know what the rumbled words meant, but they sounded so good, like the endearment of a lover. “I wish we could stay like this forever. I don’t want to go back.” She shuddered, once again seeing the blood and death, feeling the evil that had threatened to reach inside her and rip out her soul. “I don’t ever want to go back.”
    “Shh,” he whispered. His hand settled over her breast and she groaned, letting his touch pull her back to the here and now.
    “More,” she urged. “ Please .”
    Beneath her, his thighs tensed and his erection twitched against her belly. “Ah, sweet. Ye dinna know what ye’re asking.”
    She shook her head and rocked her hips, drawing the head of his cock to the slick entrance of her pussy. “Yes I do. For once, I know exactly what I want and I’m not going to be afraid to take it.” She kissed him, slipping her tongue inside his mouth. She loved the taste of him. Wild and hot. After long moments, she gasped and broke away to look into his beautiful light eyes. “Dougald, please. I need to be fucked. I need it so bad.”
    “Jesus, mo leannan .” The hand on her waist tightened and he seemed to growl. “I want to fuck ye more than I care to breathe right now, but I canna do it and hold back the wolf. Do ye understand what that means?”
    No, but she didn’t think she cared. The only thing she cared about was this straining, aching, demanding feeling inside her. The confidence he’d given her and the way he was able to shut out everything else that had happened to her tonight until she only felt… him .
    “I want you,” she whispered. “Nothing else matters. I want you any way I can get you.”
    Twining her fingers in his hair, she marveled at the soft, silky texture of it and how only a few minutes ago it had been short, coarse fur.
    Breaking away, she let her hands continue to roam over the sleek muscles of his chest and then looked up into his eyes. “Dougald…what are you really?”
    His eyes flashed almost silver. “I’m one of those myths nobody believes in anymore.”
    Balancing her knees on the log, Lucy lifted her body until he was positioned just right. She slid down, feeling every long inch of his cock penetrate her, fill her. This was no figment of her imagination.
    She smiled and tugged on his hair to draw him closer, her breath coming in faster, shorter puffs. “I believe.”
    His answering grin was decidedly wolfish. He looked at her as if he hungered and she was the last tasty morsel on earth. As he clasped her hips with both hands and thrust upward hard, she couldn’t help but feel a frisson of fear arc through her.
    But it was quickly forgotten when he finally lowered his mouth to her hard nipple. He tormented her with hard flicks of his tongue and sharp nips of his teeth until she cried out, and then he moved to treat her other breast to the same erotic attention. All the while rocking his hips into her