Bad Kitty
and did the
unthinkable. He lapped at her fragrant skin for the taste he
couldn't resist.
    Musk and honey flavored his tongue for a
brief moment before he closed his mouth around her flesh and
sucked. While he had enough control not to mark her with his bite,
he needed to mark her somehow nevertheless. This was enough for now
to offer a visible sign and a reminder to her who she really
belonged to. Eventually she had to learn he wasn't letting her
go.
    She sagged against him and he tightened his
hold to keep her from falling. Several pulls later he released her
neck with a pop and buried his nose in her hair a fraction from her
ear.
    "Say it again?"
    "What?" she whimpered.
    "My name."
    "No."
    "Say it," he commanded.
    "Rafe," she whispered.
    His gut clenched at the breathless word. He
had a feeling no matter how many times she said his name, it would
never be enough.
    "I need to touch you."
    "You are touching me." Despite her attempt
at sarcasm, he heard the slight tremble in her voice and the nearly
invisible shake of her limbs. His stomach tumbled at her reaction,
forever etching this woman in his mind.
    "Bend over."
    "Rafe." This time the word
came out like a small plea. She might have meant it as a no, but he
wasn't about to assume such a thing. There was no way either of
them could deny the connection sizzling between them.
Sexually , they
would be matched.
    He placed his palm at her shoulder and
slowly slid down to the middle of her back. The heat of her skin
through the flimsy shirt she wore only encouraged him to keep
going. At the edge of the hem he hesitated until he caught the
telltale tremble that told him just how affected she'd become.
    The wolf roared forward and wrestled him for
control. Rafe fought him back. This was no time to let things
spiral completely out of control. Still, the animal instincts rode
close to the surface as he dipped his fingers to the naked flesh
beyond the shirt.
    He closed his eyes and held his breath. Dear
God. The simple touch of silky skin under his hand nearly drove him
to his knees.
    Kitty whimpered and wriggled a few
inches.
    "Shhh. Hold still or the wolf will go
insane," he pleaded.
    Fortunately she listened to him for once and
stilled.
    His skin itched and his
body ached with need outside his comprehension. He was beyond
playing with fire at this point. Still , his fingers caressed her backside
as gently as possible. The alarm bells in his brain tried to warn
him to stop before it was too late but he found her impossible to
let go.
    A sudden shudder swept through Kitty and
Rafe dug his fingers into her backside to steady both the wolf and
the woman. He easily stood at the edge of a cliff and one false
move from either of them and they'd plunge headfirst into a
shitstorm of trouble. When he was satisfied he could go easy he
slid another few inches along the satin smooth expanse of her right
buttock. He'd pretty much seen everything there was to see when
she'd been injured but it didn't stop the craving to spread her
wide so he could look to his heart's content.
    His original concern for her grave wounds
had managed to outweigh his desire, which kept him in line. Now the
only thing holding him back was a thin imaginary line that neither
he nor the wolf could afford to cross. A growl rumbled deep in his
chest—a simple warning from the wolf that he wouldn't tolerate the
shackles for long.
    When his fingers reached the apex at the top
of her thighs he didn't stop to question or coax. He simply slid
between her lush legs and into the pool of moisture that awaited.
The rumble turned to a whine as his vision blurred around the edges
and the colors of the room blinded him with contrast.
    So wet.
    "Jesus, Kitty."
    With those two words her silence ended. Her
whimpers fell one right after the other as she gyrated against his
hand. "Can't. Not right. Oh God," she cried, all while her body
sought more from him.
    With her open and ready for him, Rafe nearly
lost it.
    Have to stop. Have

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