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Instead, he only moved closer. He grabbed her hand.
    “Feel,” he said, pressing her hand against his crotch, “feel what you do to me.”
    Marissa jerked her hand out of his, wiping her hand on her skirt as if she could wash away the sensation of touching him.
    “Stop this,” she said. “You’re disgusting.”
    Kirk’s face contorted and darkness and rage overtook him. “I wasn’t so disgusting a few months ago, was I?” he said, pressing up against her, his hand mauling at her breast.
    “Kirk, no!” She tried to knee him in the crotch. He was too quick, though, and grabbed her leg, spreading her wide, and shoved his hips between hers. “Get off me!” she screamed, struggling against him. Though tall and thin, Kirk was wiry and rather strong, and he held her pinned against him.
    How had he gotten so strong? He’d never been this powerful before.
    He took her leg and wrapped it around him, the force tearing the hem in her skirt.
    She tried kicking at him, trying to poke him with her stiletto, but it didn’t faze him. He barely seemed to register the fight in her.
    “Oh, so you want it rough,” Kirk said, dry humping her so hard she cried out again and tears burned her cheeks.
    “Please, Kirk,” she said. “Don’t do this.”
    “You always loved what I did,” he snarled in her ear, biting at her throat. She fought as his tongue lapped over her bared skin. He didn’t break the skin, thank God, but it felt like he tried to.
    “The lady said no,” came a voice from behind him, and suddenly Kirk flew through the air, landing a few feet away from her on the ground.
    She stood frozen as Neil attacked him.
    Like a crazed animal, Neil started pummeling Kirk, growling as he attacked. Kirk came up, throwing punches at Neil, but Neil was quicker, dodging each punch and landing his own, some in Kirk’s face, some in his side.
    Kirk fought back with more strength than she’d ever suspected he possessed. He snarled at Neil, his own canines seeming huge and massive in the moonlight.
    What the hell?
    Neil lunged at Kirk, pummeling him. Marissa could barely keep up with who did what, even though Neil seemed to dominate the fight. The two men, in the heat of the fight, growled at each other, Neil’s a thunderous roar, and Kirk’s more of a hiss, like a cat. Neil landed a few more strong punches, accompanied by a kick, and Kirk lay on the ground, unmoving.
    She ran up to Neil. “Stop,” she grabbed his arm.
    Neil glared down at Kirk. “Ever touch her again, and I’ll kill you.” In a flash, the shifting of the moonlight changed in the back yard, and for a brief second, she swore she saw a long muzzle on Neil’s face as he snarled at Kirk.
    Kirk laid there, hissing as blood came out his nose. “This isn’t over.”
    Neil moved in a flash, punching him hard in the face, and with the punch came a crack of bone as Kirk’s nose broke. “Never come near her again!”
    The back door slid open, and two men dressed like SWAT team members erupted out of the house.
    “This him?” The one with blondish hair glanced at Neil
    Neil nodded.
    The second, this one with cropped dark hair, approached Kirk, leaning down to examine him. “He’s young.”
    Dale and Kristy came out then, and a couple of party members joined them, but Kristy shooed them back inside, pulling the door shut.
    The second man scooped up Kirk, and Kirk struggled against him, trying to jerk out of his arms.
    “Don’t make me ash you,” the man growled.
    Kirk spit in his face. The dark headed man blinked, and with a quick punch knocked Kirk out.
    The first man rolled his eyes at his partner, then focused on Neil. “We need to talk.”
    Dale and Neil accompanied the first man inside, while the second one hauled Kirk out of the backyard through the side gate.
    Kristy put her arms around her. “Come on. Let’s get you a drink.”
    As they headed inside, the blonde SWAT guy looked her over. “Do you know that guy?”
    “He was my ex-boyfriend,