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was almost reverent as he bent his head, but there was no reverence in his kiss as he claimed her lips. There was no patience, no gentle strokes to calm her. Instead he plundered, parting her lips with a hard sweep of his tongue and driving within so his tongue could mate with hers.
    She groaned, the sound signaling her surrender and opening the floodgates. He angled his head, hand hard in her hair to hold her still as he deepened the kiss. Fire shot through her veins straight down to her pussy as his tongue slid and stroked along hers. The scent of arousal filled the air, hers and the deeper, wilder note of his. Teasing…tantalizing her, he broke from her lips and worked hot, open-mouthed kisses down her throat. Feverish, as though he were riding the edge of his control.
    She drove her hands into his hair and reveled in the feeling of the heavy silken strands against her fingers. She’d always loved his hair, wanted to run her hands through it, wrap it around her fist. She did, and pulled his head back, arousal making her movements urgent as her wolf bayed for release, for a connection with the male she sensed so near.
    He reared back at the pressure, looking down at her. The standoff lasted less than two seconds before she released his hair and he took her lips again. She sighed, the sound lost in his mouth. Arousal hummed through her. Her hips rocked against his, the fine fabric of his pants became rough and coarse against her hyper-sensitive skin.
    “Can’t wait,” he gasped, sliding his hand around her neck to cup her throat. Instead of pissing her off as it normally would, the casual dominance thrilled her, made her blood sing and her body clamor for more. Her brain didn’t register what he was about as his hand moved down, hard fingers hooked into the front of her dress.
    Fabric tore in a hard swipe, his claws caressing her skin but not cutting as he sliced the dress free, making short work of the straps. Her bra followed suit, shredded as it slipped from her body to leave her lying naked beneath him.
    He growled, the rough sound wholly human as he leaned down. A gasp was torn from her lips as he swept a rough tongue over her nipple. Warm and wet, it circled the little bud until it stood proud. It didn’t take long, her body reacting with a willing eagerness that surprised her. Any other partner and it took forever, but Max seemed to know exactly what buttons to press to get her going. He played her body as though he knew her deepest, darkest secrets. With a small sound of satisfaction in his throat he closed his lips around the turgid nipple, pulled it into the warm cavern of his mouth and sucked.
    She whimpered, back arching to offer more to his attentive mouth as she shoved her hands back in his hair and held him to her. Desire shimmered through her, the ripples of pleasure extending to her needy cunt. Lifting her leg, she wrapped it around his hip and pressed closer. Her hips rocked against his as she rubbed against the thick bar of his cock, desperate to find some relief. What was the matter with her? She’d never dry-humped a guy in her life.
    He pulled away from her breast, lips slipping from her nipple with a soft ‘pop’. “Beautiful,” he murmured as he worked his way down her body with soft kisses, his ability to use words of more than one syllable further underlining that the man, not the wolf, was running the show.
    Her stomach clenched as he ran his stubble covered jaw over it lightly, the quick flick of his tongue over the sensitive crease between hip and thigh making her jump. Heat welled, the cream of her arousal sliding from her to coat the lips of her pussy. She moaned, as his hands slid over her body to cup her breast and tweak the nipples, small bites of pleasure-pain as he slid lower down.
    Big shoulders thrust her thighs impossibly wide. Her embarrassment at being spread open wide, her pussy on display for his perusal, lasted all of a second as he leaned forward and blew a cool breath