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flick over one of my nipples. I writhed in his arms, barely able to stand, when he picked me up, draping my legs over his forearms.
    It was only a few steps to the bedroom, but during that short walk down the hall, I thought about what I was doing. I thought about why I couldn’t stop myself. I thought about him leaving in the morning. And I realized if Drew left and I didn’t experience this with him, I’d always regret it. I needed this as much as he did.
    He laid me on the bed, his eyes scanning my body. He crawled on top of me, kissing my hip, nipping at my navel.
    “Penny, I want you. I fucking want you.” He shook his head, growling deeply.
    “Oh God.” His fingers dipped between my legs and began to work the last piece of fabric separating my body from his. As soon as I kicked the lace off my ankles, he dove between my legs. I bucked at his tongue. I purred as it swirled and twisted in a glorious path.
    “Penny,” he growled.
    I clawed at the top of his shoulders. My orgasm was building to epic proportions, but I couldn’t take the lie. I wanted to hear my name on his lips. Especially when those lips were between my legs.
    My body started to vibrate and shake as he pulsed in and out of me, kissing and sucking my nub.
    My head rocked back and forth as I arched toward him, giving him my center. Clenching around his tongue. Showing him how powerful he made my orgasm. I screamed as it ripped through me, exploding from my center, then rippling down my thighs and to my toes.
    Drew kissed my inner thigh, sucking as I rocked and bucked at the sensations taking over my body. The soothing feeling settled in my limbs and then quickly turned to fire. I wanted more. I wanted him… every damn part of him.
    He grinned, happy with what he had accomplished. His lips moved up my stomach to my breasts.
    “There are so many things I want to tell you.” He stroked the top of my head.
    “Me too.” I reached for the waistband on his boxer briefs and shoved them over his knees and off his feet.
    I sighed when I felt his erection between my legs. He leaned down to the floor and grabbed something from his jeans pocket. I thought I heard the sound of a foil packet rip.
    “Wait, Drew. I need to tell you something before we… before.”
    He kissed me slowly. “What is it?”
    “My name.”
    He laughed. “I think it’s cute. What about it?”
    He kissed my throat, and I could feel the pressure of his tongue make a straight line between my breasts.
    “I didn’t know who you were last night. I was scared.”
    He nipped along my ribs. “And you’re not now?” he taunted.
    “Maybe I should be. But I want you to know my name. My real name.”
    His forehead furrowed. He propped himself up on his palms. “What is it? What aren’t you telling me?”
    “Francesca. My name is Francesca. I lied to you last night.”
    “Holy shit.” Drew sat back on his heels.
    “What? What’s wrong? I know it was wrong to lie, but I didn’t know if I could trust you. And if you’re going to say my name, I want to hear my real name.”
    “Darlin’, you have no idea what you almost just did.” He looked serious and there was a hard line between his eyes.
    “What? I don’t understand?” My body was heated to the core from his touch and his tongue. I knew revealing my name was a surprise, but I wanted to get back to what we were doing. I wanted him inside me. I wanted to feel what it was like when two shifters were together.
    “I’ve been looking for you, Francesca.” His eyes hadn’t left mine.
    “You have?” It didn’t sound like a pick up line. He was trying to tell me something.
    He ran his hands through his black hair. “I can’t fucking believe this.” He sat on the edge of the bed.
    “What? What’s wrong? What happened?” My hands touched his shoulders, almost searing on his skin.
    He tilted his face. That beautiful, sexy, strong face. “Francesca, you’re my mate.”

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Drew
    H er jaw dropped and her eyes widened.