To Love a Shifter: A Paranormal Romance Boxed Set
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    My werewolf prince commands and my body strains to follow.
     
    Domenico bites my lower lip. Then he pulls back, his intense green eyes locking with mine. “Give yourself to me.” His thumb presses against that extra sensitive nub of flesh.
     
    I shatter.
     
    Domenico manages to push his fingers in further, intensifying my orgasm. I can only wrap my legs more tightly around his waist as my body doesn’t stop quivering at the onslaught of pleasure. When it’s over, I’m limp in his arms, but Domenico carries my full weight with ease. I don’t even feel his muscles tense as I grow heavy in utter exhaustion.
     
    “You’re mine now,” he whispers.
     
    I can’t find the energy to answer.
     
    An eternity later, Domenico slowly lets me slide down to my feet.
     
    I murmur my protest when he gently disentangles my arms from around his neck. I would have been embarrassed about how clingy I suddenly was if my mind still wasn’t busy replaying the last few minutes. There will be enough time later to be embarrassed.
     
    Domenico kisses my forehead, and I feel him smiling against my skin. “I have to let you go, cara. Your brother is coming.”
     
    I blink.
     
    When I open my eyes again, he’s vanished into the night and I hear footsteps approaching.
     
    “Misty?” Kevin sounds distressed.
     
    And I…
     
    I think I look disheveled.
     
    In a way that I don’t ever want my brother to see.
     
    Hastily rearranging my clothes, I run out of the alley before Kevin gets to me. One sniff and I’m out. Right now, you don’t need a werewolf’s sense of smell to figure out what just happened.
     
    “What happened?” Kevin demands almost angrily, but I know it’s his anxiety talking. Barefoot and shirtless, he seems to have run straight out of his room the moment he realized I wouldn’t be returning his call.
     
    For a moment, I mourn the loss of my phone. Why couldn’t have that darn werewolf attacked me next month? Or better yet, the month after? I can’t afford to replace my mobile phone right now, not with the baby entering our lives.
     
    “Misty?”
     
    Kevin’s alarmed tone stops me from dwelling further on my growing list of expenses. “I’m okay,” I assure him. And though I feel that I really am, my voice becomes shrill at the end.
     
    “You’re not okay,” he accuses. “Did you get attacked?”
     
    “Yes, but they’re gone now.”
     
    “ They ?”
     
    Shick. I really have to start thinking before I open my big fat mouth. Kevin looks like he’s about to have a heart attack. “I’m okay, Kev. I’m really okay. I managed to use the stun gun.”
     
    Kevin fumbles for something inside his pocket. “My heart almost stopped beating when I saw this lying on the road. Did you get them good?”
     
    Nodding, I take the stun gun from him. I think I’m going to buy another, just for good measure.
     
    “We should file a police report,” he says grimly.
     
    “Umm, no. I don’t think that’s necessary.” My lying skills are so-so, but they’re definitely not at a level that I can get away with perjury.
     
    “Those bastards could still be around!”
     
    “They didn’t get a good look at me.” This kind of lie, I’m pretty good at. Giving him a rueful smile, I say, “And I don’t think I have it in me to jog alone again for quite some time after what’s happened.” This one’s the truth, though.
     
    “If you’re sure,” Kevin says with a doubtful look at my now-just-slightly-disheveled state. “What did they do to you? Did they--”
     
    A look of horror crosses his face, and I instantly get what he isn’t able to say.
     
    “ No . God, no, don’t think that. I mean it. I’m not lying.” I can’t say the words fast enough. Kevin already has more than enough hang-ups because of what (almost) happened to Kelly at the orphanage. I don’t want him to go back to rehab a second time because he thinks he’s failed to protect me.
     
    “You

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