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the sheets. She’d hardly seen Ash move. Weres had lightning reflexes, she remembered from training. Still, she hadn’t expected him to be able to take her down so easily.
    Broad-tongued strokes trailed from her baby toe and followed up her leg. She moaned at the heat of them, the chill left in their wake. Ash responded with a deep rumble in his chest.
    A sharp nip against the side of her foot sliced through her pleasure with a shock of panic. Her foot jerked. “Wait. Do you—? Is this dangerous, a wolf and a human?”
    She’d read these guys could lose control under intense conditions. Big surprise, sex hadn’t come up in the briefing. A rookie mistake, but better to ask late than never.
    Ash lifted his head. He crawled forward with exacting care, tugging off her underwear almost as if he hadn’t heard her. His lips skimmed over her belly. Climbing higher, he teased her nipples— oh, god— with his teeth before rising to brush his lips over hers.
    “I’m twelve times stronger than most human males,” he murmured. “I’m always careful.” Ash trailed his fingers over her collarbone and over her chest. “Skin this soft deserves to be worshipped, not mauled.”
    Thumpa-thumpa-thumpa-thumpa.
    Knowing it wasn’t fear but desire that sped Sheri’s pulse only made it race faster. She’d invited this guy to her room thinking a crazy one-night stand might be the remedy she needed to feeling jerked around and tossed aside. A walk on the wild side with a guy who looked at her like she was literally good enough to eat? She’d never been in anything resembling this position before.
    Still, they didn’t have wolf packs in the northeast. The reality of exactly what kind of wild side she’d dipped her toes into finally grabbed her by the shoulders. And she wanted it.
    Adrenaline made Sherri’s anticipation soar. She curled her fingers in the thick waves of his hair, wanting to pull him forward. Desperate to find the limits of this new rush inside her.
    Ash nipped at the peaks of her nipples again. Worked them with his tongue and then kissed her, finessing two fingers into her, and making her moan. Touching places she hadn’t known existed. “Oh. That’s... Wow.” Tremors spread through her core, making her legs shake. No man had touched her so intimately or with such confidence.
    He threw his head back with a growl, exposing a long, scruff-covered throat. “I want to taste you,” he growled. Sliding down her body, he puffed hot, ragged breath against her abdomen. “May I?”
    Oh, hell, yes he could. “God. Please.”
    He hunched over, applying that same molten tongue to her clit. He slipped his fingers in and out, sucking gently, steadily, until she thought she might die from the pleasure gathering between her thighs. “I’m close.”
    Hell, she’d been close in the elevator. Now she was turned around, near tears, needy for release, and livid to know that her favorite vibrator would never be good enough again.
    She squeezed her eyes shut, overwhelmed by sensation. She’d never felt this kind of pleasure. So many nerve endings lit up at once, she thought she might explode.
    When she grabbed Ash’s hand, all movement stopped. With a little tsk he pulled his fingers away. Sherri lay throbbing and empty, in an embarrassing state of heaving breath and squirming body.
    “I don’t think so. Not yet.” With heavy lids he sucked one finger, then two, as if the taste of her contained something special. Something to be savored.
    No man had ever savored her. She’d never been special.
    “Ash... Come on.” She pushed away her thoughts, focusing on his lips. His eyes. The ripple and twitch of each sculpted muscle when he swallowed.
    “Mmm.” Ash leaned forward, pressing himself flush against her. One hand and then the other slid under her back, drawing her into his lap. “I want you... to ride me.”
    “Yes.” Please. Now. Yesterday.
    He nuzzled under her chin, brushing her neck with his stubble-coated jaw.