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sheathed himself. Then he positioned himself over her. His breathing was unsteady.
    “Here we go, darlin’. Get ready to feel me in that tight little ass of yours.”
    The broad head of his cock pressed against her anus. His hips flexed and slowly, one tiny bit at a time, he pushed himself inside her. When the head popped in past the ring of muscle, he began to stroke her clit again, driving her higher.
    All her pulses throbbed and fluid gushed from her cunt as Jesse’s cock continued to press into her rectum.
    And then he was in, all the way. He leaned over her, balancing himself on one hand while the other continued to stroke her screaming sex. With a deep breath, he began to move his hips, stroking in and out of her. Peering up through slitted eyes, she saw the sweat coating his face and the tightness of his jaw as he fought for control.
    “Let go, Jesse,” she rasped. “Do it now. Now!”
    “Not until you’re ready,” he spat out through clenched teeth.
    “I’m ready,” she cried, her hips moving with his. “Please.”
    “All right, then.”
    He increased the pace of his rhythm. Then, with one final pinch of her clit, he thrust her into her orgasm as his own overtook him.
    On and on it went, shudders racking her body until she thought her bones would break apart. Above her, she felt Jesse shake with spasm after spasm. At last, as his tremors subsided, he collapsed on her and held her through the aftershocks.
    After a long time, he lifted his head and feathered kisses over her face. His eyes searched hers intently. “Please tell me you’re not sorry.”
    How could she be sorry about something so incredibly wonderful? The realization of her fantasies was even better than the dreams themselves. “I’m not sorry.”
    Relief smoothed out the worry lines on his face.
    “But you must be exhausted. You finished your shift and you need some sleep.” She couldn’t help the little grin that turned up her mouth. “You only came over here for your key, remember?”
    “I think I really came over here hoping to get more than that.” He traced the edges of her lips with his tongue. “Darlin’, you’ve been driving me crazy for too long. You couldn’t get me to go to sleep now unless you knocked me out.”
    He slid his penis slowly from her and lowered her legs with great care. “Give me a minute to clean up and catch my breath. We aren’t finished for the night. Not when I’ve waited this long for it.”
    She watched the flex of muscles in his exquisite ass as he walked toward her bathroom. Her body still limp from her incredible climax, she realized what big trouble she was in.
    She still harbored a natural desire to protect him from the dangers he faced each day, but now something had been added. In giving him her body, she’d cracked open the wall she’d built around her heart. But Jesse Farrell would never, ever knowingly want to mate with a shifter. And she couldn’t bear the thought of the revulsion she’d see in his face if she revealed herself.
    What should she do now?
     

Chapter Two
     
    Alexa wondered if the rain would ever stop. Almost a week now and she’d hardly seen a break in the clouds. Maybe they were in for another forty days’ flood. It certainly made her romps in the woods behind her house wet and muddy, not refreshing the way a light mist tended to do. Even in her wolf form, she didn’t like the loud crack of thunder or the jagged bolts of lightning that split the sky.
    She sighed and picked up her glass of wine. Four days had passed since the night Jesse showed up at her door. Four days since their hot, bone-melting mating. But 1:00 a.m. came and went with no sign of the junk car with the souped-up engine that he used for work.
    Where was he? Was anything wrong?
    He must be on stakeout or something. Damn.
    Her body still heated at the memory of his touch, begging for more of the unbelievable sex. Then she mentally slapped herself.
    Leave well enough alone. You know there’s no