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knees.
    The pain of meeting the hard concrete was nothing compared
to the agony of an inevitable shift. Not when all of the primordial parts of
him were battling for supremacy. They’d rip him apart to gain favor and take
control. It was an indisputable fact. Only one thing would soothe them,
bringing each and every one of them together, but in the doing would cement his
fate whether he liked it or not.
    Unable to do anything else, he accepted the will of his
animalistic halves and buried his face into the neck of the unconscious female,
pulling her scent into his lungs. The fragrance was like a balm that tamed and
calmed, starting in his nostrils and winding its way through his body. He
darted his tongue out and tasted the skin along her throat, lapping reverently
at her tender flesh. With that first taste of her sweetness the burning in his
bones lifted and the tingling along the surface of his skin vanished.
    Fucking hell.
    Allowing the man to walk away was one thing, but this was
something else entirely. He lifted his head and brushed a shaky finger against
a chunk of pink hair, swallowing thickly.
    “Let’s get you out of here, Pinkie.”
    She weighed next to nothing, and with her short stature it
was easy to situate her in his lap on the bike. The loud roar of the Harley
didn’t rouse her, and he realized just how vulnerable she was. Like a tiny,
helpless kitten nestled against his chest. Her small head notched under his
chin when he lifted the kickstand with his heel and shoved it into place.
    “Hang on,” he whispered into the softness of her hair and
wrapped his right arm around her waist.
    She didn’t make a sound when he guided the bike onto the
road, put on speed and took off in the direction of home. This was the
stupidest thing he had ever done, and he’d done some pretty idiotic shit in the
past. Hopefully by the time she woke he’d have a handle on himself and they
would have the opportunity to talk.
    Talk . Now that was a laughable thought.
    He couldn’t talk to her like this. Not with his rock-hard
cock straining against his leathers. The fucking thing was practically begging
her to touch it, pulsing against her soft bottom as if it were attempting to
gain her undivided attention.
    Christ.
    Sure, they would talk. After he took an ice-cold shower and
stroked himself to a good strong release…
    The air carried her succulent scent to his nose and his
muscles went taut before his entire body shuddered.
    Better make that two .

Chapter Two
     
    Something fuzzy brushed against Ava’s nose, rousing her from
a restful slumber. She grumbled and swatted at the softness with her fingers,
shifting her body slightly. Hot breath and the discernible funk of dog food
crashed into her face as something cool and wet prodded her chin, followed by
the brush of a rough, warm tongue.
    “What the—” She opened her eyes, met the stare of an
enormous beast and screamed loud enough to wake the dead.
    Scrambling wildly, she fell off the side of an unfamiliar
bed in a tangle of sheets, limbs thrashing, and struggled to gain her balance.
The fact that she was clothed in nothing more than her underwear, in a room she
didn’t recognize, didn’t register. Her focus was on the hideous canine that
plopped down on its rear across from her and tilted its head to the side as if
it were trying to gauge her reaction.
    “Stay,” she ordered in a pitifully weak voice. The massive
thing started to move and she swallowed loudly, inching toward a door on the
left. “God, but you’re an ugly one. Aren’t you?”
    The dog’s haunches came off the bed and it growled, baring
teeth.
    Not good .
    “Whoa, ugly,” she ordered and lunged for the door. Once
she’d snatched the handle, she turned it and applied pressure with desperate
fingers.
    The dog barreled off the bed and she pushed at the door.
Crying out when it gave way, she fell inside a pitch-black space. She didn’t
think twice about slamming the thin barrier closed and