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to unbutton her khaki uniform top.
    He dropped his hand and stroked himself back to full hardness as she removed the rest of her clothes.
    She placed her hands on the back of his chair and started to climb onto his lap. He helped position her, and she slid down, impaling herself with his hardness. She shuddered, arched in his arms.
    They found a quick tempo to make love. Their hands slipped against sweaty skin, their breaths came in huffs, their flesh slapped together. Savannah rode him thoroughly—took from him, used him—and he loved every second of it. When she clamped down and cried out her climax, he let himself go.
    He stood, gripped her hips and turned. He was still buried deep inside when he laid her back on the top of his desk. He spread her thighs wider and pulled out before slamming inside. Her breasts swayed with each snap of his hips.
    “God! Kurt! Yes!”
    He snarled, unable to keep the animal reined in completely. His canines grew and scraped against his lower lip. He wanted to bite, to claim her. Instead he ploughed on and took his woman—marked her with his scent, and when he came, marked her with his seed.
    Savannah gasped trying to draw full breaths into her lungs. Kurt was still collapsed on top of her.
    Damn… Hell, that had been absolutely thrilling. Never had she experienced such…raw hunger.
    And she wanted more.
    Kurt lifted his head, his eyes filled with worry. He cupped her chin ever so gently. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
    She smiled. “No,” she assured him. “That was wonderful.”
    Satisfaction replaced the worry in his gaze. “Good… Good.”
    She started to giggle. She couldn’t hold it back. She had seen his face when she had first stepped into the compound. The pleasure and need in his gaze had caused her body to tingle with awareness. She’d practically vibrated while the sheriff had filled the men in on what they had found out at the Church.
    When they had been left alone, she had thought they could have a quick roll in the hay. But what had taken place—that had been so much more.
    “We need to get up,” she told him when she got control of herself and stopped laughing.
    Kurt grunted as he lifted off her. “Jeez.”
    “Yeah.”
    They dressed slowly, stealing kisses every few minutes, sharing little touches. It was nice. This relaxed time while their bodies still hummed with from their lovemaking.
    Just as they had finished dressing, a knock came from the office door. Kurt grinned when Savannah jumped.
    “The sheriff’s ready to leave,” Ryan told them through the door.
    “On our way!” Kurt hollered back. He reached forward and straightened Savannah’s collar. “I still want to see you tonight,” he said.
    Savannah lifted a brow. “Try to keep me away.” And she meant that. She wasn’t nearly finished with Kurt, may never let him go after what had just happened. She gave Kurt a quick kiss and headed towards the door. She glanced over her shoulder with her hand on the knob. “You might want to take a nap before tonight. You’ll need your energy.”
    Kurt’s chuckle followed her through halls as she made her way to meet the sheriff at the front door, where he stood talking with Tony and Ryan. Ryan winked at her when she joined them.
    She refused to blush. No way was she going to be embarrassed. She stuffed her hands in her pant pockets. Damn it, she knew her face was red.
    Sheriff Webb patted Tony’s back and waved her on. They exited the large beautiful compound and hurried through the cold air to their vehicle.
    “Alpha Babcock asked that we handle any contact with the Church. He doesn’t want the shifters involved. Openly, anyway.”
    “Okay.”
    “Colt’s boss is headed up here. As soon as he gets here he will come down and file a missing persons report. He’s listed as Colt’s next of kin on all paperwork.”
    “So there’s no way that his dad called him home?” she asked him.
    “No, Colt is estranged from his family. Colt’s dad lives