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dragging her nails over his chest and biting her lip before tilting her head back to meet his eyes from under her long, curved lashes. “I’m counting on it.”
    She ground her hips against him, and Maverick didn’t need any more information than that.
    He spun around with her and dropped her on the couch and then climbed on top of her, caging her on all sides.
    Then he licked his way from the tip of one finger up her arm to her neck. When he reached her ear, he bit the lobe, sucking it as he did, and when he let her go, the lust in her eyes burned like embers.
    With a satisfied grin, he stood, closed and locked the door, and came back to his mate.

4
    H armony had never felt like this before. Just utterly overcome with lust, like it was a cloud surrounding her and all she could breathe, feel, or touch was Maverick.
    Her body had been waiting for this since the first time she’d met him, and every kiss since then had only added to it.
    And then she’d seen his face without the fuzz, and it wasn’t even just that it was handsome. There was this inexplicable, soul-deep recognition of that face, and a deep voice in her said, Mine .
    And now she was going to get what she wanted.
    Even it was just some hot fling, she’d been waiting long enough for this and it was time to have it.
    And who cared what anyone else said about it? He was hot as hell, dominant as fuck, and right now, being held down and taken was just what she wanted.
    Maverick growled in approval as he came over her again after shutting the door. His hands on her were possessive as he traced her curves before putting a hand on the collar of her shirt.
    She was reaching for the hem to pull it over her head when he tore it straight down the center with a loud ripping sound.
    Her eyes went wide, but his went straight to her bra as he ran his tongue over his lips lustfully. She eyed her poor T-shirt as he chucked it to the floor. Oh well, she could buy another one.
    Then the bra was yanked from her, popping open at the clasp as he jerked it away from her skin and shoved his lips over her breast as if he were starving for the taste of it.
    He suckled hard, making her arch and gasp. But he was straddling her, his weight making it impossible to escape from the pleasure he was giving, so she stayed there, arching and gasping as his tongue roughly gave her breast everything it’d been looking for.
    When she was breathless and close to going, he moved to the other breast and did the same, swirling his tongue roughly, sucking just as hard as she liked it. Just on the verge of pain, but not painful. Her body was coming alive beneath him, and she could hardly wait to have him inside her.
    He growled as his hand fumbled with the front of her jeans. She bit her lip. These were her favorite.
    “Wait, Mav,” she said, hoping to maybe avert the upcoming carnage, but before she could do anything about it, he’d ripped those open as well, tearing them down the sides and taking her panties with them.
    What the hell? Did he have claws? She’d never see anyone rip a pair of jeans with their bare hands.
    But he’d done it without hurting or bothering her at all. And now it was totally unfair because she was completely naked, trying to cover herself with her hands, and he was still fully clothed. And gorgeous and buff and looking like a super model.
    It took a lot to make her feel self-conscious, but being naked this quick with such a hot man could certainly do it.
    But he shook his head, lowering his eyebrows, and pinned her hands over her head so he could take a good, long look at her. Keeping her hands up, he lowered his head between her thighs and licked her intimately. She actually felt him smile against her pussy.
    “You’re already wet,” he said. “I can take you.”
    She gave him an odd look but nodded.
    “Not yet,” he said, moving both her hands to one of his so his other hand could trail over her wet, aching breasts, down over her soft stomach where he played for