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let him do this to her. She owed him that much. God, she needed him inside her.
    She gasped when he flipped her over onto her back, then held her firm with his hand on her belly. He tortured her with his tongue, lapping at her pussy with warm, wet strokes, sucking at her clit until she was afraid she was going to die from the sweet pleasure.
    She couldn’t take it anymore. “I thought you said you weren’t going to be gentle.” He laughed. “Impatient for my dick?”
    “I want it.”
    “Tough. I’ve been waiting. Now you wait. I want you to come. I want to taste that sweet honey again. It’s like a goddamn drug, baby. Give it to me.” She didn’t like the tone of his voice, ordering her to have an orgasm. Then again, it was damned hard to not have one the way he was licking her clit, sucking it, tugging, then swirling his tongue around it. She was going to come and she couldn’t hold back if she wanted to.
    Hell, she didn’t want to. She lifted off the mattress, ground her sex against his face and let go.
    “God, Dylan, I’m coming,” she moaned, the hot rush of fluids pouring from her. He clamped his mouth over her pussy and drank from her as she crested the wave over and over again.
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    She panted, breathing deeply to gather some semblance of wit. Though he hardly gave her much time before he snaked his arm around her waist to lift her up. He flipped her over and shoved a pillow under hips.
    Now he wasn’t gentle as he kneed her legs farther apart and positioned himself between them, his cock head finding her slit. Before she could even draw a quick breath, he shoved inside her, burying himself balls-deep.
    “Oh yeah, that’s perfect,” he groaned, grinding against her ass as he fit against her, drawing out and thrusting hard.
    He was thick, pulsing with heat and she’d never felt anything so good. She rose up and back against him, needing him deeper. He placed a hand on her back, pushing her down.
    “No. Let me.”
    His growl of irritation only turned her on more, his hand large, hot and powerful splayed across her back, holding her steady. Visions of him holding her in place with his teeth while he mounted her in wolf form sent pools of desire pouring from her.
    “You always get this wet when you fuck?” he asked, withdrawing almost completely, only to slam hard against her again.
    She grunted, fisting the sheets and pushing back. The answer was no. No man had ever turned her on like this. But she wasn’t about to tell him that since her emotions were conflicted enough where he was concerned.
    In the darkness, every sound, every scent was magnified. Her senses caught and held the musky, totally male smell of his soap, heard every intake of breath he made, the slapping sounds of their moist bodies connecting together. It was hot in the room despite the air-conditioning, their bodies sliding against each other as he lay fully on top of her, swept her hair to the side and sank his teeth into the back of her neck.
    She screamed in pleasure, came in a flood of crashing sensation. He growled against her neck as he jettisoned inside her, keeping his teeth buried in her nape, possessing her, riding her.
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    It was phenomenal. She’d never climaxed so hard or so long. By the time he let go of her neck and raised off her, she felt like a limp dishrag, unable to move, let alone speak.
    Instead of leaving the bed, he rolled to the side and took her with him, drawing her against him. Admittedly, she kind of liked that.
    She shouldn’t like it. She didn’t even like him. Okay, she didn’t even know him. She was never supposed to know him. That was the whole idea with men and sex. Last night Dylan was supposed to be a quick, anonymous fuck, and he had been. Only the quick fuck had turned into something more…binding. Now she had to keep him satisfied while he made the transition. Which meant she couldn’t just up and leave or kick him out of her room. Her