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body. It sharpened to a piercing thrill wherever he touched her, equally as uncomfortable as the pain had been. She desperately fought the urge to slide against him. His smell was drowning her, taunting her. She knew instinctively a single lick along his skin would be among the greatest pleasures she’d experienced in a long time. This man made her feel crazy. She needed a big distraction, and she plundered her mind for a way to take her mind off jumping him.
    “What did Mama Tui mean when she said your wolf belonged to me?”
    He let her go so fast she stumbled. “This isn’t the time to discuss it. How do you feel?”
    “I feel one hundred percent.” Except for the desire to strip him and drag him to the floor. “So…your wolf?”
    Nic backed away from her. “You were attacked and almost died. You should rest.”
    “Wolf?” She couldn’t help licking her lips even as a wave of heat coursed through her.
    He sighed. “You should take a nap. We may need to move your location. I scented the sorcerer near the rear of the building and across the street.”
    She felt sick. “Oh my.”
    She moved toward the sofa and sat. She could almost feel the power leeching out of her. The helpless, empty feeling was one she never wanted to feel again.
    Nic sat beside her. He put his arm around her waist.
    “How did he find out where I live?”
    “I don’t know, but I will keep you safe. He won’t have a chance to get to you again.” He kissed her temple, setting off the blissful little ache that had quieted for less than a minute under her fear.
    She leaned into his embrace even though she knew it was stupid. They couldn’t be together, but she felt very close to Nic. You stole a piece of his soul, dummy. Yeah, there was that.
    The guilt hit her, squeezing the air from her lungs. She’d performed forbidden magic on this man, and he’d still helped her. He hadn’t turned her in to her Council. He hadn’t shifted and ripped her throat out when he realized what she’d done. He’d saved her and taken her to the healer. If nothing else, she owed Nic. She owed him forever.
    “You hungry?” he asked.
    “You take it easy, Nic. I’ll fix you something. You saved me more than once the other night. I at least owe you a meal.”
    His phone buzzed, forestalling any argument he might have given. Slowly, she walked into the kitchen, thankful she’d bought several steaks the day of the party. She’d intended to invite a few members of her Council over to begin planning for their next Council meeting. A Council meet and greet wouldn’t be a good idea now. The witches would never be able to get over the shifter in her living room.
    The same shifter her body wanted her to stroke and taste. Something was wrong with her. She felt…weird. Her body didn’t feel as if it belonged to her. The kitchen lights were too bright, and the previously quiet refrigerator buzzed irritatingly. As she moved, her silk robe pulled against her skin.
    Nic was just in the next room. Rubbing her body along his would feel really good. She dropped the packaged steaks in the sink and gripped the counter as a wave of lust hit her. She wanted to go in there, push him on the couch, and take full and utter advantage of him. Her nipples pebbled, her belly tightened, and a throbbing began deep in her pussy. She lowered her head and tried to breathe through it. She caught his scent as he entered the kitchen.
    Her voice sounded strange, almost guttural. “Why can I smell you?”
    “I don’t know, but I can smell you beckoning me with your pussy from the other room.” His voice caused her core to contract.
    “It’s almost painful. What’s happening to me?”
    “I think you took more than a piece of my soul. If I didn’t know better, I would think you were in heat.”
    She didn’t care. She let go of the counter with one hand and reached for her pussy. She had to get some relief. She would go crazy without his touch. Why was he just standing there?
    She