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pushed her head into his hand.
    You’re not going to get around me like that.
    Cal bit back his smile and took his hand away.
    Did I tell you to stop?
    He sniggered and tickled her again.
    Oooooh. Is there a guide book I need to read? Table
Manners for Werewolves ? A Hundred and One Ways to Howl at the Moon ? How
to Shit in the Woods . Oh, that one really is a book. I’ve read it.
    He laughed. “I can teach you everything you need to know.”
    Like how to turn back into a woman?
    He didn’t miss the plaintive note in her voice and it
reminded him they were only halfway there. “You need to be patient this first
time. It will just happen.” Please let that be true. “Remember how you
feel when it does, and then the next time you change, search for that sensation
inside you.”
    Liv jumped up onto the bed and lay down, head on her paws.
Cal settled beside her and pushed his fingers into her thick fur.
    The bang on the apartment door made them both jump.
    “Open up right now,” someone shouted.
    My landlord. Creepo. Ignore him.
    “Creepo?”
    He wanted me to give him a blowjob this morning in return
for letting me off my rent.
    Cal rolled off the bed, went looking for his pants and shirt
and tugged them on. Anger roared down every vein and artery until his body
thrummed. He strode to the door and yanked it open. A short, ugly, bald guy
with a beer belly widened his eyes in surprise and then glared at him.
    “Where’s Liv?” Creepo asked.
    Cal felt Liv brush up against his legs. He glanced down and
saw her looking up at her landlord.
    “Aha. I knew I’d heard a dog. Pets aren’t allowed. Hey, what
kind of dog is that? It looks like…”
    The low rumbling from Liv made Cal smile. He tickled her
ear. “Want me to rip his lungs out through his throat, honey? Or maybe you’d
like to.”
    Cal turned his smile back on Creepo, though the guy didn’t
seem to find it very cheery. He backed away, his face losing color with every
step, and then turned and ran. Cal slammed the door.
    Just in time. Liv was changing back. Wow, so soon? Cal gritted his teeth as he watched, his fingers digging into his palms. Please,
please, please let her be okay. After each limb returned to normal, and the
fur disappeared back into her body, Cal breathed out. Finally, Liv lay sprawled
on the floor, panting. Cal scooped her up into his arms, kissed her on the
cheek and carried her back into the bedroom. Thank Christ.
    Liv was unbuttoning his shirt before he’d lifted his hands
from her.
    “Sex. Now,” she blurted.
    Her hormones were all over the place, but then so were his,
and Cal wasn’t going to argue. Except as he pulled his pants off, he thought
maybe he should have done. The look in her eyes was almost scary.
    “Liv—”
    “Don’t talk.”
    She pulled him down and kissed him, and Cal forgot what he’d
been going to say. He vaguely remembered it was important, but as Liv’s tongue
explored his mouth and her hand wrapped around his cock, that seemed pretty
important too. And when her mouth deserted his and her hot tongue licked a path
down his throat, over his chest by way of each nipple, only to linger on his
navel—well, by that time he’d forgotten his own name.
    Liv’s breasts cradled his cock and he couldn’t breathe
without gulping. When she pulled back and licked the pearl of pre-come growing
at the tip of his shaft, Cal— oh yeah, that was it —made a sound that was
far too un-alpha-like. His fingers crept into her hair and he lifted his head
to watch her licking him.
    Not a good idea. His balls tightened and Cal had to think of
something bad to bring him from the edge. Like explaining to Liv about what sex
would be like when they were both wolves. How he’d enter her when he wasn’t
even hard because he had a bone in his cock to help, and once he was inside,
he’d then swell, and once he started to come, it could last thirty minutes and
neither of them would be able to move because they’d be locked together.