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ear. “I want to talk to you.”
    She laughed breathlessly and turned in his arms, inching her
fingers up his arm.
    “About what?” she asked.
    Her owners. Why she was at Tony’s house. The fact that every
male in the bar had looked upon her with lust yet she’d only responded to him.
Who Josh was to her. But the question that came out had nothing to do with any
of those topics.
    “About what it’ll take for me to find my way into your bed.”
    She grinned, stood on her tiptoes and linked her hands
around his neck. “That’s a line I haven’t heard before.”
    He returned her smile. “Will it work?”
    She tugged his head to hers, pressed her mouth to his ear. “No.”
She pushed away from him. “I’ve got to get home.”
    Rafe watched her walk away. A wave of panic hit him. She
couldn’t leave him. Two strides brought him in front of her. Hands on her hips,
he lifted her and pressed her against the wall. He swallowed her shocked gasp
with a kiss, one she resisted for only a moment before opening to him. Slipping
his tongue between her parted lips, he explored the wet depths he’d only
touched briefly in the bar.
    He led the kiss with deep, rolling thrusts of his tongue,
forcing her to accept him. She did, following him in the raw exploration of
mouths. He licked her teeth, memorizing the uneven edges, the uniqueness of
her. He allowed the texture to imprint itself, before turning his attention to
her cheeks. With the tip of his tongue, he swept the inside, brought more of
her flavor into his mouth.
    Her essence filled him, became a part of him. He widened his
stance to steady his legs and pressed her more firmly into the wall with his
hips. Instincts rose, ones he had no business feeling, but the need to leave
his mark on her grew with each breathy moan he pulled from her. The urge
worried him. But he couldn’t deny it, not when his skin tingled and ached with
the need to feel hers rubbing against it, sweat slickened and in the throes of
passion. It was lust—plain and simple—but the fear of dying if he didn’t get
inside her wasn’t a normal reaction. It was damn scary one. Didn’t stop him
though.
    She sifted her fingers through his hair and tugged at the
strands until the tie slipped free. With her hands fisted in his mane, she
treated him to the same deep, sensual exploration he’d given her. The stinging
along his scalp betrayed how tightly she tugged his hair. He didn’t mind the
pinch of pain or the hungry way she kissed him. It pleased him. So did the
guttural groan she shoved down his throat. The raw sound appealed to his primal
side. It was also one he’d never heard a female make while kissing him.
    While she loved his mouth, he traced her sides. The cotton
top made the tips of his fingers itch. He shoved it up until bare skin met his
touch. The tingles spread into his palm but with each inch of her body he
touched, the uncomfortable sensation turned pleasurable. More, he needed more.
He slid his hand around her sides to her lower back, then down to inch past her
waistband. Not resisting him, she lifted her bottom, giving him access. He
slipped one hand inside the tight confines of her shorts. The feeling of warm,
soft flesh under his palm quickened his breaths. He squeezed the rounded cheek
and she moaned, the cry muffled against his mouth.
    The noises from the open bar behind them reminded him how
close they were to others, males who would look upon Jasmine with lust. He
growled, yanked his hand out of her shorts and urged her to wrap her legs
around him. She did, hooking her ankles at his lower back. With the help of his
cats and their heightened senses, he navigated the narrow hallway without
breaking their lip-lock and turned into the office.
    In the back of his mind, he knew this was a mistake. The
woman kissing him as if she were starved for his taste was an unknown, somehow
involved with royal felines. She might even be associated with the group who
ran the trafficking ring that