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clamped down, and her orgasm burst over her. “Sloane!” She heard the scream, didn’t care. The waves of rippling pleasure owned her.
    Sloane rose and loomed above her. “I have your taste. It’s mine. You’re mine.” He plunged into her, hard and deep. Lowering his chest to hers, he ravaged her mouth, filling her with their mingled flavors. Bracing on an elbow, he lifted her hips and drove all the way into her body, so full it took her breath away.
    Pulling from the wild kiss, he sucked in a breath. “Take me. All of me.” He locked his eyes on her, driving in. Hitting a place that was his, only his.
    She clutched his shoulders, his ripped muscles covered in hot skin and slicked with sweat. “Give me everything.”
    His face went stark, eyes hot, jaw bulging, the cords on his neck standing out as he powered into her. He gave her everything as he filled her, taking her to heights of need she couldn’t express and couldn’t control. Kat twisted until his powerful shoulder, slick with sweat, flexed over her mouth.
    The insane need to mark his skin as he had hers took command. Kat turned and skimmed her mouth and teeth over Sloane’s bulging biceps. Despite a thin whisper telling her not to do it, she bit down on that raging muscle.
    His taste rushed her with tangy heat as his cock hit home deep inside her. Some tiny part of her tried to surface with outrage at her actions: She was biting him.
    “Oh fuck, baby. Do it harder.”
    His arm swelled as she clamped down. His fingers dug into her hip. Streaks of pleasure twisted and tightened. Her body bowed as he fucked her. So close, so…
    “More.” He shifted to one arm, cupping the back of her head and bracing her to his shoulder. “Mark me.”
    His erotic order ripped away any shred of resistance, and she bit down firmly. His fierce growl of approval blazed through her, setting off her white-hot orgasm. The ferocious pleasure forced her mouth off his shoulder to gasp for air. Sloane slammed in and jerked hard, shoving her across the bed as he released into her, his cock marking her as completely as her teeth had marked him.
    Minutes later, Kat was boneless as Sloane gently kissed her. “You marked me.” He glanced at his shoulder.
    The light imprint of her teeth marred his skin. She’d lost control, maybe hurt him. A thread of shame niggled. “I didn’t intend to.”
    Sloane’s eyes penetrated hers. “Your lips and teeth on me were so fucking hot.” His cock throbbed inside of her, proving he meant it. “I wanted your mark, told you to bite hard. When your teeth clamped down, I fucked you across the bed. Came so hard I thought I was going to die of hardcore pleasure.” He twined his fingers with hers. “You marked me, baby. I’m yours.”
    Warmth flooded her, drowning out the sliver of worry about the future. They had now, and that was pretty damn special. Kat traced the scar bracketing one side of his mouth, then the other by his eye. “I—”
    Her cell phone rang, cutting off her words. Mentally shifting, she said, “That’s Marshall’s ringtone.” Why was her brother calling?
    Sloane pulled out of her, leaned over the edge of the bed to grab her pants and handed the cell phone to her.
    She took it, pushed up against the headboard and answered, “Hi, Marshall.”
    “Hey, Katie, sorry it’s late. This is the first chance I’ve had to call. I talked to David about the picture.”
    The picture. With everything that had happened, it’d slipped her mind. Her mouth dried. “What did he say?”
    “That he doesn’t recognize the guy in your hospital room, and said the guy probably walked into the wrong room.”
    “He’s lying.” Kat pulled her good leg up, hugging it to her chest.
    Sloane’s heavy arm settled around her, drawing her into his side. “What’s going on?”
    “Is that Sloane?”
    “Yes. Hold on, Marshall.” Once he agreed, she took the phone from her ear, muted it and met Sloane’s gaze. So much had happened in the last