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made a run for the front door, knocking around the couch.
She moved as fast as she could, hoping that her sudden stunt had
taken him off-guard.
    She never made it halfway there – his arms
grabbed her first, wrapping around her waist and pulling her
backwards. He was so fast! He must have jumped the couch to grab
her so quickly — how could a man of his size cross such a cluttered
room? His arms went around her and dragged her back against him,
locking her to his chest, his warmth flooding her senses. His smell
enveloped her. His chest was naked. She could feel his skin burning
against her, his muscles powerful and rock hard.
    “ Let me go!” she yelled, abandoning
her previous control and struggling wildly, twisting and kicking at
the air. He only held her tighter, his one arm under her breasts
while the other was locked against her hips, and she could feel his
heartbeat. It was steady, consistent, and somehow so normal that it
caused her to calm.
    Then he turned her in his arms, pressed her
back against the wall and started kissing her. She couldn’t
breathe. When his lips met hers, they were soft and demanding,
skilled, claiming her ruthlessly. She was sucked into the kiss and
tried to push away, but her body melted. A wave of heat moved
through her belly and her nipples grew sensitive, rubbing against
his chest through her clothes; he reached a hand up and started
rubbing her right nipple through her shirt. It seemed to know
naturally where to go. A streak of sensual pleasure shot from her
nipples down to her crotch. She gasped. He pressed her shoulders
back, holding her pinned as his mouth took hers. His tongue forced
its way past her lips, and she tasted him, heavy and intoxicating.
She just wanted to melt into him, surrender, let him do whatever he
wanted just as long as she didn't have to think.
    Her whole world became focused in on him, his
large hands, his strong biceps and flexing muscles, the hard breath
against her neck as his lips left hers and trailed up to her ear,
swirling around the shell. Somehow he knew every spot to hit. She
whimpered, her neck sensitive to the extreme. His touch was magic,
tickling just enough to drive her crazy, making her pant and gasp
and moan – sounds that she refused to believe were coming from her
own throat.
    Suddenly he pressed his hips between her
legs. The incredible hardness of his erection rested fully against
her clit. He rubbed himself against her in a slow, circular motion.
Maddy had never felt an erection so clearly. She thought she was
going to explode....
    She couldn’t stop herself. She moved against
him, dripping wet, and he continued to move against her,
repetitive, consistent. His pressure was firm and she felt herself
moving higher and higher. She was reaching for something, searching
for it, arching against him, desperate to have it....
    Then he broke off the kiss and pulled away,
letting her slip back to the ground. She was wobbly on her feet and
kept a firm grip on his arms. She opened her eyes and looked up at
him, his face hovering just above her own.
    “ Better?” he asked.
    She smiled a little awkwardly. “Yeah,” she
said stupidly. She couldn’t think straight.
    “ Let’s get back to the car before
anyone else shows up, then I’ll explain everything,” he murmured.
He took her small hand in one of his large warm ones. She nodded
wordlessly, knowing that she didn’t have any other choice, and she
didn’t really care. Amazing what a kiss could do to a girl. She
wasn’t afraid anymore – just curious… and perhaps a little cautious
as well.
    Still shaky on her feet, she picked up the
grocery bag full of her things and followed him to the door. He
didn’t let go of her hand.
     
     

Chapter 5
     
    “ So you’re a... werewolf?” It still
sounded strange on her tongue. If he had told her this yesterday,
she never would have believed him – probably would have thought he
was insane. But she had seen the transformation with her own