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all?” he questioned.
    She shook her head. “No, I don’t know it all. But I do know that in two days, one way or another, we will have a new Alpha. If there is a challenge of any form, it will tear this town apart.”
    He sighed because she was right again.
    “And if he is challenged?” she asked. “What happens if that does happen?”
    That was a tricky question. He knew what he thought Dylan would do but he didn’t think she would like that answer. “I can’t answer that. You would need to ask Dylan.”
    She pressed her lips together before sucking her bottom lip into her mouth in thought. His cock responded immediately as he stared at her mouth. Damn it, they were having a serious conversation and he still wanted to mount and claim her.
    Just the thought that she was brave enough to ask questions no one else had made him want to strip her naked and pound into her.
    She licked her lips and he stifled a groan.
    The fantasy from the night before came back. Her on her knees in front of him, pleasing him with her mouth and hands. His cock was leaking against the front of his jeans and he shifted, trying to relieve some of the pressure.
    Her cough brought his thoughts back to the current time. When he glanced back at her, she was staring at his lap. His erection was obvious under the zipper of his jeans.
    “Really?” she asked, peeking up at him.
    He grinned and winked. “What can I say?”
    She chewed on her lip more and he groaned.
    Her eyebrows drew together in confusion.
    “Stop with the lip thing! You’re killing me here.”
    Her eyes widened. “Hmm,” she teased, and darted her tongue to swipe at her lips.
    He wasn’t a saint. His control could only be tested so far. He jumped off the chair and was on her instantly. He straddled her legs and pushed her back against the couch.
    “You’re playing with fire, Nikki Stratton,” he warned. Any indication she wanted this to go forward and he would be all over her.
    He jerked when she ran her hands up from his knees to his waist.
    “Oh God, just kiss me,” she told him, tilting her head back.
    “Hell yeah.” He celebrated for a quick second before leaning down and slowly closing the distance between their mouths.
    She arched up, trying to meet his lips. He grinned as he cupped the side of her face. “Are you sure?”
    She growled and tightened her hands, now resting on his upper legs. “Stop teasing,” she demanded.
    He had no idea where he found the gentleness with which he kissed her. Their mouths met and she opened under the pressure of his. Their tongues touched tentatively at first then more forcefully.
    She responded beautifully, reaching up and pulling him closer so his hard cock brushed over her stomach. He moaned at the friction and she swallowed the sound.
    He closed his eyes and let himself go, kissing and rubbing against the woman under him. It wasn’t until he felt her push him back that he realised she had been yanking at his shirt trying to get off the cotton material.
    He leant back quickly and ripped the shirt over his head before removing hers as well.
    She traced the tattoo over his heart before leaning forward to lick at the eagle. He shivered at the feel of her tongue on his skin.
    “Marine,” she murmured against him.
    As gently as he could with shaking hands, he held her head to him. She left the eagle to run her tongue down his pecs, over his nipple, to the tribal tattoo that covered his left side.
    His erection pulsed in need as she continued on exploring. Finally, before he blew, he slipped off her and guided her to lie down on the couch.
    He kissed her again, enjoying the taste of coffee and pure woman. It was heady, this need that she had awakened in him. He wanted to worship her from top to bottom.
    Just as slowly as she had done to him, he learnt every inch of her. Using his hands and mouth, he teased her soft skin, causing goosebumps to pop up.
    She lifted enough to help remove her white silk bra and pressed against his