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idea shifters could do that. “You’re,” she inhaled sharply, grasping clumps of the sheet at her sides, “confused.”
    He placed a hand to either side of her legs, continuing to move closer. He sucked in air and a low rumble sounded from his chest. The sound so raw and primal, she pressed her legs together to keep from drenching the sheets. “I’m not confused.” He sat on his heels in front of her. “I know what you want and I know what I want.”
    She blinked at the harshness of his features. His lips caught her attention. They formed a full straight line. Determination and ownership filled his gaze. “What, um, what do you want?”
    “You.”
    He hooked a hand behind her neck at the same time he leaned forward and kissed her. His lips met hers. He swept his tongue into her mouth, licking and igniting her most basic urges. She let go of the sheet. Gliding her hands over his powerful arms, she hitched a breath into the mind-muddling kiss. His skin was so hot. Every muscle felt hard as stone. She ran her nails around the back of his head, digging her fingers into his short hair.
    Her pussy throbbed in need. God. How could she think clearly when he was slipping his tongue in and out of her mouth, curling it over hers? Soft growling and heavy breathing filled the room. She leaned back. His body draped over hers with his clothes and the thin sheet as the most annoying barrier between them.

 
     
     
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    Fuck, she was easy. She’d never wanted to get naked this bad in her life. She widened her legs, allowing his big body to rest there, his erection pressing at the heart of her need.
    She wasn’t a woman driven by desires. Nope. But this man was making her crazy. She’d had a handful of hours under his roof and she was more attracted to him than any of her ex-fiancés.
    This was too much. Too fast. She yanked away from their kiss. He didn’t stop. He kissed his way to her collarbone, sucking lightly at the curve of her neck. Fiery lust shot through her system. She lost her breath with the sizzles going from her nipples to her pussy.
    “Luke,” she moaned. God. Even his name sounded sexy.
    “Say it again,” he growled, tugging at the shirt she had on and snapping buttons open. “Say my name like you can’t wait for my cock to be inside you.”
    “Jesus, Luke,” she breathed brokenly.
    “There. I like that sound.” He rocked his hips, and his stiff erection pushed at her panties, rubbing the thin material on her clit.
    She moaned. A shudder weaved through her. “ Oh, my .”
    The shirt came open. He tugged the material away from her chest, pushing her tits into the open. He latched on to her nipple, licking and sucking and flicking his tongue on the sensitive bud. He enslaved her with his tongue. Lapping circles over her flesh. Then he bit her hard. She swore she felt his fangs puncture her skin.
    Pleasure scored every pore on her body. She couldn’t get enough air into her lungs. Too many sensations. All of them driving her crazy with lust. He captured her other nipple with his lips, grazing his teeth over the mound of her breast. Another bite. Tug. Lick. Her body went up in flames.
    She pressed him to her chest, wanting more of his mouth on her. All over her. He snarled. The sound sent a vibration to her clit. She wiggled her hips. A soft gasp rolled from the back of her throat. He thrust his erection against her pussy, the material of her panties once again rubbing on her clit.
    “Luke,” she groaned. How could her brain tell her they shouldn’t be doing this now? Her body disagreed. His cock inside her sounded damn good. But she didn’t know this guy. So what, he was a shifter? She hadn’t had more than five minutes of conversation with him. Most of those five minutes, she’d been the one talking. “We can’t.”
    The words had just left her mouth when he stopped. He glanced up at her face. She didn’t know what he saw, but he pulled away, running a hand through his hair and