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and
screamed until her throat felt hoarse, screamed as pleasure shook
through her with perfect, primal intensity.
    He rode out her convulsions, then slipped
away from her with a groan. He reached down and stroked her, his
thumb barely brushing her clit. His still-erect cock pulsed against
her thigh. “Want to see what they stocked the room with?”
    It didn’t seem fair that she could be
trembling in the aftermath of climax and already hungry for him
again. She rolled onto her stomach and arched her back a little,
half hoping he’d forget about the cabinet and thrust into her
again. “I want whatever you can give me.”
    “ You’re a greedy bitch.” He
laughed and bit the soft swell of her hip where it curved into her
ass. “If you hadn’t fought her so hard, she’d already be
napping.”
    It was a mistake she wasn’t
planning on making again. She rocked back and struggled against a
frustrated growl. “So tire her out. Tire me out.”
    He trailed his fingers slowly down her back,
skating over her ass, finally sliding down to her cunt. He caressed
her gently, then pushed two of his fingers inside. “Like I said…
greedy.”
    “ Fuck --” She clenched
around his fingers and whimpered when he shifted them. “You didn’t
come, why aren’t you in me still --”
    He bent over her, licking tiny spots of wet
heat across her back. “Because I know how to pace myself.” He
pulled his hand away, then thrust back in, this time with three
fingers.
    Zoe groaned and rocked back
again, harder this time. The wolf was already in love, if only
because she was finally getting what she wanted, what she needed . The woman had been more hesitant to give
herself so completely to a stranger, but now…
    As she squirmed under his
perfect touches and whimpered, Zoe found herself thankful
they hadn’t spent time on polite talk about their careers or their
interests. The wolf was already in love. If Connor had had the chance to prove
himself intelligent and entertaining, the woman would be,
too.

    Connor gritted his teeth and rested his
forehead against the back of Zoe’s shoulder. All he wanted was to
be inside her, to slake his lust in the wetness of her pussy. But
the wolf inside her had gone too long without a mate, and he needed
to keep his head -- and his hard-on -- if he wanted to keep up with
her.
    She whimpered again, and he murmured against
her skin. “Tell me.”
    “ Need you --” She arched her
body, rubbing her back against his chest as if trying to cover
herself in his scent. “Please, please --”
    Jesus Christ. “You want me
again?”
    “ You feel so good…” She
twisted her head back until her lips found the line of his jaw.
“You taste good. You smell good.” Her teeth scraped against his
chin and she moaned. “I want to be yours.”
    He kissed her, hard, then dropped to the bed
beside her. “Then take me.”
    She crawled over him, but she didn’t sink
onto his cock. Instead she straddled his stomach and braced her
hands on either side of his head. Her tousled hair fell around them
in a curtain that smelled of her sweat and vaguely of strawberry
shampoo. “Can I kiss you?”
    He rose up on his elbows, his eyes on her
luscious, unpainted lips. “I think I’d be offended if you
didn’t.”
    The nervous sexual energy around her hadn’t
diminished, but she kissed him with a shy sweetness that was
completely at odds with the rest of her body language. Her hips
ground against his stomach and her ass bumped against his cock with
every rocking movement, but her lips moved slowly over his, her
tongue sneaking out to touch his only hesitantly.
    Connor raised his hand to her jaw and urged
her mouth open. She jerked a little when he wound his tongue around
hers, then relaxed against him with a soft moan. An unexpected
thrill of desire shot through him, and he groaned. Her soft kiss
was more arousing than finger-fucking her had been. He thrust up,
rubbing his shaft in the valley between her ass cheeks.
    Her