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her chest was any indication, her breathing was becoming more regular.
    He expected nothing less than the reaction she’d given him. There wasn’t another human woman alive who wouldn’t be running for their safety right now. Of course, she was probably more receptive to his differences because of her own.
    He nosed the door partway closed and concentrated on shifting. His fur shrank and disappeared, tickling him as it did so. Joints and bones popped painlessly and with practiced ease as they returned to their human positions. She didn’t need to watch the actual shift just yet, there’d be plenty of time later.
    Caelan rotated his head, working out the last few kinks, and walked, naked, back to her. She still hadn’t moved, except to close her eyelids, and for that small show of trust, he’d be grateful. Not that she’d have had time to get away in the few seconds it took him to shift, but she could have tried.
    Her brownish-pink nipples were beaded tight and he longed to take one in his mouth and suck it.
    His shaft grew, the purpled head bobbing against his abdomen when he reached down and stroked it.
    “Do not even think about touching me with that thing again.”
    He laughed and met her gaze. Her features were filled with a mixture of anger, fear and lust. The lust was apparently winning because the spicy scent of her arousal bombarded his nose, filling his senses with her essence.
    “I think you’ll be begging for it in a few minutes. Your pussy is already creaming for me.”
    He bent down and scooped her up off the floor, ignoring her startled squeal, leaving the blanket behind. Her skin was warm, soft and way too tempting against his. Tieran sighed, as if accepting the impossible, and snuggled into him. She traced a fingertip around his puckered nipple.
    Caelan growled deep in his throat. “I wouldn’t do that, my own.” He laid her on the bed and loomed over her, silently begging her with a look not to be scared.
    He didn’t need to beg. Her big eyes met his with no trace of the fright she’d gone through just minutes ago. He snorted softly. She really needed to lose the contact because it wasn’t hiding the different hue of her eyes. Not up this close anyway, and certainly not from him. She could have red eyes and he wouldn’t care.
    “I know I saw two of you last night at the bar.”
    “You did.” He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked hard, drawing the bead along his tongue, and heard her breath catch. “Eli and I are twins.” He switched to the other breast, laving that nipple with the same attention.
    “Is he a… Oh, God.”
    With two fingers, he penetrated her slick channel. Her body bowed off the bed. Caelan knew exactly what she wanted to ask. He could have saved her the trouble, but he wanted to hear her say the words. He scissored his fingers, caressing the delicate inner walls of her pussy, reaching for her G-spot.
    “Is he a what?” He added the featherlight pressure of his thumb to her swollen clit and circled the swollen bundle of nerves.
    “Don’t stop, don’t stop!” Her head tossed from side to side on her pillow.
    He chuckled. “I told you you’d beg.”
    “Don’t be an ass,” she hissed, grinding her teeth and trying to move against his hand.
    He threw his other arm over her belly to keep her still.
    She whimpered and blew unsuccessfully at the sweaty bangs plastered to her forehead.
    “Is he a what?” he prodded.
    “You’re torturing me.”
    Caelan flicked lightly on the nubbin. “And I love the sweet pout on your lips. While that might get you what you want from me most of the time, it won’t work right now. Is. He. A. What?”
    “A werewolf!” she yelled, her eyes shooting flaming daggers at him. “I swear to God, if you don’t let me come…”
    “I prefer to think of us as shape-shifters,” he answered calmly, ignoring her sworn retribution.
    Her eyes widened with incredulity. “Did you, or did you not, just turn into a wolf? Which