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the nipple.
    She clawed her hands up his shoulders and clutched his head to her chest.
    The heat she felt with the other man didn’t come close to the waves of fire prickling through her as Marcus, swirled his tongue around her flesh. She growled when the smooth caress of his fangs swept across her skin, her pussy flooding with cream.
    Her clit throbbed in tune to each nibble and suck. Too soon, he raised his head releasing her nipple and looked into her eyes. Her knees buckled at the need glaring back at her.
    Her gaze followed the journey of the soft pink of his tongue as it swept along his lips—as if savoring the taste of her, and any hope of speech left her.
    His mouth stretched into a wicked smile, his dimple flashing.
    “You let him suck you here,” he said dragging the mistletoe up the center of her chest, following the small bundle with his lips.
    Tracing her collar bone, he paused to nip lightly there before moving on to her jaw.
    “You let him, touch you here.”
    With his free hand he palmed her ass and pulled her tight against his arousal.
    Her breath hitched as the small bouquet made its way up her neck and along her jaw. Her entire being focused on the traveling heat of Marcus’ mouth.
    When the soft leaves of the mistletoe grazed the corner of her mouth she moaned. She couldn’t wait to taste him.
    “But not here,” he whispered against her lips, his voice soft and dangerous.
    He dropped the bundle and rubbed his mouth against hers, not pressing in, just gentle strokes back and forth.
    She couldn’t close her eyes against the knowledge in his gaze, the unspoken question lingering behind the heat.
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    Satisfaction flared in his eyes, before he pressed down and claimed her mouth in a searing kiss.
    His tongue licked into her mouth and starbursts exploded, ricocheting through her body in an avalanche of sensation.
    Mate.
    The word flashed again and again through her mind as she lost all control, pulling him to her and plundering his mouth as aggressively as he dominated hers.
    He tasted as addictive as she’d feared—like decadent chocolate, bitter and sweet all at once.
    She almost sobbed when he pulled away from her.
    They stared at each other breathing heavily.
    “I don’t believe sex is the only thing you crave Gigi,” he whispered.
    Gently, he moved her away from the door and turned to leave.
    “I’ll see you in the morning.”
    Shocked, she stared after him slack jawed.
    The soft snick of the door closing roused her from her temporary stupor. She staggered to the bed, sinking into the deep mattress, her head spinning.
    She clutched her stomach and curled onto the mattress.
    With one kiss, Marcus tilted her entire world out of control and she had no idea how to set it right again.
     
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