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soft and caressing over her shoulders, arms, and back. If her body grew anymore soft, she’d be pudding on the floor.
    “I may not be able to answer those first two questions, sugar , but I can answer the last. If there’s one thing I’ve learned as a soldier, it’s to trust your instincts. And both of ours are s inging in perfect tune together .” He drew his lips up her neck and she arched to give him more room as she struggled to breathe.
    “You like me, Vera. Your body likes me, wants me. I can feel the damp heat of your pussy through your tight little jeans as easily as if they were a clump on the floor.”
    Her heart was pounding in her chest, her ears . When ha d she become baby to him ? She’d be lying if she said she didn’t love the sound of it.
    Fingers curling into his back, she clung tight as his tongue laved at her lips then claimed them. His kiss was hard, demanding. He cornered her body against the wall , and his tongue shot into her mouth mimicking a primitive action that she wanted inside her where she was wet and painfully empty.
    Somehow she managed to drag her mouth from his to rain kisses along his hard jaw and neck. His pulse leapt under her lips and she smiled faintly. The predator inside her relished his heat, his scent, his blood. She licked his pulse then bit over his skin. He growled a deep, pleasured sound and tightened his grip on her ass.
    She continued her torture on the other side of his neck. God, he smelled so good. She licked at him like a kitten with milk as she ran her hands over the strong muscles of his back. This man was everything that was strong and masculine in the world , and her beast was whimpering inside.
    Cool air on her ass brought her mind swerving hard back to reality. He’d managed to unbutton her pants and shove them down to her thighs, and she hadn’t even realized it. Now he groaned deep in his throat as he cupped, squeezed, and massaged the rounded globes of her ass.
    “Ahh, baby. You’re fucking perfect.”
    The first skin on skin contact was too much. She moaned high in her throat and panted as her mind tried to process all the sensations at once. He took advantage of her situation and dove down to clasp on her hard nipple through her shirt. His clever lips tugg ed and pulled on her , creating a n answering lick of heat between her legs.
    It was too good. Way too good.
    His fingers curled around the bottom of her cheeks and teased the wet cream of her through her panties.
    “Jacks,” she pleaded.
    “I know baby, I know. I’ll take care of it.”
    Those words sent her common sense slamming back into her. Control. She couldn’t lose control.
    Growling with the beast in her throat, she grabbed him by the hair and yanked him back from her breast. When he looked up at her with startled passion on his face, she kicked out one of his legs and fell with him as they tumbled to the ground.
    She didn’t wa ste any time but climbed over him, resting her aching core over the hard length of his cock. They both groaned and fought for each other like wild animals. If she wasn’t absolutely certain she’d bet he was a lykaen. No human had passion like this, could make her beast whimper for him.
    Their mouths caught and fought against each other with tongues and teeth as she caught the hem of his shirt and started to tear it up. She had to know what he looked like finally.
    Was he smooth, coiled with muscle, or hard and hairy? Her stomach clenched and she yanked up his shirt, pulled her mouth away to see a patch of dark skin dusted lightly with black hair.
    A loud banging shattered her lust like an explosion. She pulled back so quickly from him she fell on her ass and skidded away, jerking up her pants and frantically looking down at her shirt where a wet spot was formed over her nipple. She looked from him, disheveled and sexy as hell on the floor--his cock tenting his cargos, his shirt rucked up to his tight stomach, his cheeks flushed with pleasure , back to the