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“Don’t scream and don’t fight me.” His tone was commanding.

“Shit,” she breathed out. There was no way that statement, coming from that big

guy, was good news.

His hands rose slowly as he gripped her arms over her elbows. His touch was

gentle as his fingers curled around her and he backed her off the sidewalk. He used his

hold on her to maneuver them between two houses. A wood fence stopped her when

her back brushed it. The streetlights didn’t reach between the houses so she stood there

with him in the dim light.

“Don’t talk. I’m not going to hurt you.” He had a husky, deep voice.

“I—”

“Shush,” he whispered.

Her heart hammered as her lips sealed together. She had a pretty good idea why a

man would back her into a dark area between two houses and tell her to be quiet. Her

gaze raked up and down his body, verifying again that he was a big bastard, and it sent

fear inching up her spine. She tried to think of something that would keep her calm

since fear wasn’t her friend when she was being touched by a werewolf. She didn’t

want him to scent anything that would turn him on.

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One of his hands released her arm so he could reach between them. Mika could

hardly make out anything in the shadows but nothing was wrong with her hearing. She

heard a zipper—his, not hers, since he hadn’t touched her pants.

“No,” she said softly. “Please.”

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he whispered. “I helped you and now you’re going to

help me. Hold very still. I promise you’re safe with me.”

She wanted to run.
A scream would be great too
, she thought. She held still though

and kept her lips locked together while her heart thundered in her chest. The man

leaned down to nuzzle the side of her face by brushing his scratchy, short whiskers

lightly against her skin. His touch was too gentle to be painful, though he needed a

shave. He lowered his face more and then his mouth brushed her throat.

Mika tensed hard, stunned. The man wasn’t attacking her but he was touching her

with his face and mouth. He inhaled deeply as a soft growl came from his lips against

her skin. She was grateful for the fence behind her that held her up when her knees

started to shake. She took a deep breath, inhaling a soft, masculine scent that reminded

her of the woodsy outdoors.

“Easy,” he rasped against her neck. “Quiet.”

Her vision adjusted to the darkness. The big, warm hand on her arm tightened as

he lifted his head, tilting it all the way back. She looked down his body and shock tore

through her at seeing Grady’s open jeans, hard flesh protruding from the hand he had

wrapped around a major hard-on.

His hand released her arm so he could grip the bottom of her shirt and his head

lowered again. Mika tore her focus from his hand on his cock and up to his face. His

dark gaze locked with hers as he softly growled at her.

“Turn and lower your pants now.”

She was frozen.

“Now,” he rasped. “I won’t enter you. I saved your life, I’m highly aroused, and

this isn’t going to hurt you at all. Do it.”

“No.” She got that word out.

Another soft growl came from him. “I’m really turned on. I just want to touch you

while I calm down.”

Her gaze dropped to his hand wrapped around the distinctive shape of his cock.

“That’s not going to calm you down. That’s going to make this situation worse.”

“You know what I am and you know about our kind. Didn’t your boyfriend ever

tell you that the only way to calm him in a highly agitated state is to get him off?” His

voice was a soft rumble. “I just want to touch you and I need to smell you.”

“So inhale.” She realized he thought she knew about them by dating one. She didn’t

correct him, doubting that he’d care since the others hadn’t.

“Not the kind of scent I need to get me off. I said I’m not going to hurt you or enter

you. I saved your life. Can’t you do this for me?”

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Shit!
He had saved her, she reasoned, and he didn’t have to get her permission. He

was big enough to make her do whatever he wanted but he was asking instead.
Damn!

She turned and her hands shook as she unfastened her jeans to slide them down her

thighs. He wasn’t hurting her and she knew that she couldn’t get away from him. At

least there weren’t four of him. She hesitated and then lowered her panties until they

bunched around her knees.

“You better not be lying to me. If you hurt me―”

“I won’t.” His voice was even deeper than it had been.

He moved restlessly against her. She tensed, waiting for his next move. She hoped

he was telling her the truth but half expected him to have lied—that he would force his

way into her body. He was breathing heavier now, faster, but so was she as adrenaline

zipped through her body.

“Spread your thighs more.”

She shifted her legs apart as far as her jeans would allow. One of his hands gripped

her hip and then slid over her stomach. She tensed and then gasped as his hand dove

lower and cupped her mound. His body moved in closer until his chest was against her

back as he leaned into her but kept his hips back. He had really warm skin since her

shirt was torn open there, leaving her bare, to feel him. The man had a lot of body heat

to put off that kind of warmth. His hand shifted and then she gasped as his fingers

explored her sex.

“Easy. You’ll enjoy this,” he softly growled at her.

He lowered his face and inhaled deeply against her neck. She jumped a little when

he licked her under her ear and that lick turned into an open-mouthed kiss. Sharp teeth

raked her sensitive skin but it didn’t hurt and he wasn’t biting. All she could smell was

wood from the fence and the masculine scent of the man behind her, surrounding her

with his larger body. His fingers ran along her slit and she squeezed her eyes closed.

She was embarrassed by the fact that she knew she was wet. His fingers rubbed in that

proof between her legs. Proof that he was affecting her. He growled a little deeper.

Shock assailed her as his fingertip drew circles around her clit. Worse, the pleasure

was intense, raw, and he didn’t let up. She opened her hands on the wall and pressed

her forehead against the cool wood. Grady’s finger rubbed her clit back and forth,

changing the motion while he applied a little more pressure. A moan tore from Mika.

Ecstasy was in the man’s fingertip.

“You smell so good I want to fuck you with my tongue and have you ride my face. I

bet you taste better than you smell,” he rasped against her throat.

Mika hated how his words made her body respond. She was turned on and if he

kept rubbing her clit, she knew she was going to come. She bit her lip and fought the

next moan. She couldn’t stop her hips from moving though. She tried to resist the urge

but her body wasn’t listening. She bucked her hips against that thick digit that was

tormenting her.

“That’s it, babe,” he breathed against her skin. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

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He moved his hand a little and one of his thick fingers pushed into her pussy. She

moaned. There was no stopping the sound that pushed past her lips. He didn’t enter

her far, probably couldn’t because he was still rubbing her clit with that hand, but he

was knuckle-deep, sliding in and out of her. She knew she was really creaming with

need now, soaked.

“Come for me,” he growled.

Mika threw her head back into his chest, turned her face against his neck, the scent

of him with her nose against his skin was all she could focus on. That and what his

hand was doing to her. He was damn good with his hand—too damn good—and was

playing with her perfectly. Her hips bucked, straining against his hand and fingers. She

tensed and then cried out softly as she did exactly what the man demanded of her. The

climax hit her hard and fast as pleasure tore through her.

His breathing increased and then he stiffened behind her, his chest against her back

going taut. His body was rock solid and then wetness spread across the inside of her

thighs. She realized then that he’d been masturbating while touching her. He groaned

as that warm wetness splashed repeatedly on her skin as he kept coming on her thighs.

His finger eased out of her pussy and he jerked his hand from between her thighs.

She turned her head away from his neck as he straightened and she opened her eyes.

She had to tilt her head to look up at him. His eyes were closed and his lips were

parted. She watched in shock as he lifted his hand that had just given her the best

climax of her life and licked his finger that had been inside her. His mouth closed over

his third finger and he sucked on it as a low growl tore from his throat.

He yanked his finger from between his lips the second his eyes snapped open. Mika

stared into black eyes when he looked down at her, their gazes locking for a long

moment. He moved back, not touching her anymore, and reached for the front of his

jeans. She was too stunned to move even as she felt the wetness on her thighs cooling

on her skin from the night air.

“You do taste better. Get dressed,” he ordered softly.

She didn’t need to be told twice, his words knocking her out of her stunned stupor.

She reached down and just yanked up her panties and pants. She felt his release smear

on her thighs as she got her pants up. The man zipped his jeans while he watched her

with that intensely dark stare.

“Get your ass home and don’t come out after dark for the next few weeks. You

don’t know what kind of danger lurks out here. Whoever you used to date didn’t give

you enough information. You’re not safe right now out on your own.”

She slowly turned to face him after she’d closed her pants. She just stared up at him,

speechless. He sighed. One hand lifted as though he was going to caress her cheek but

he let it drop back to his side.

“I marked you with my scent so you’ll get home safely now. It will protect you

from all the males out lurking tonight, waiting for a female to grab. Once you’re home,

shower and wash your clothes to remove my scent. Do not take any more night walks,

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little one. Got it? It’s mating season for my kind and all the single males are roaming,

looking for a piece of ass. They just want to get laid and won’t care if you’re human or

not. My scent will keep them away from you.”

His words astonished her. “You did that to mark me?”

She saw his lips twitch into a semi smile and then the emotion was gone in a blink

of his eyes. “Would you have preferred I pissed on you?”

Her mouth opened and then slammed closed. “Maybe.”

He did smile then. “It wouldn’t have made you come. Now go home. I have shit to

do and I don’t have time to get you there safely myself. I also don’t think it’s a good

idea if I know where you live. You’re too damn tempting. I might not be around to save

you next time so be good and stay inside at night from now on.”

He spun and walked away. Mika watched the tall man walk back to the sidewalk,

turn left, and move quickly back toward the way he’d come. She leaned against the

fence for long moments, trying to let her body calm after what he’d done to her. She

took a few deep breaths.

“Son of a bitch,” she breathed. She didn’t even know what to think.

Mika forced herself to move as she stomped away from the wall and headed

toward her house. With every step she got a little more pissed off. The man had marked

her, touched her, terrified her, and worse, made her come. She stopped. She shook her

head.
Great
, she thought. That was the first time she’d gotten off without batteries in six

months.

She suddenly smiled. It had been pretty great. The man had talented fingers and he

had been very sexy. She started walking again, shaking her head. Her night had gone

from nightmare into naughty, mild sex with a hot stranger. It could have been a worse

night.

She was almost home when she saw two men walk out from between some bushes.

She froze and fear was instant as she stared. They were in their early twenties. One of

them, dressed in sweats and a tank top, walked toward her. Neither of them wore

shoes, which alerted her that something was off about them. She met the man’s gaze as

he approached her and saw a hungry, wild look. He inhaled, obviously sniffing her,

and she saw shock cross his features. He frowned, shot her glare, and spun around to

sulk away.

“She’s taken,” he growled to his friend.

She stood there watching both men disappear back into the bushes. She jogged all

the way to her front door. She locked the door behind her and leaned against it.

“Why do I even come here?” The house didn’t answer her.

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Chapter Two

Minnie had worked and lived with Uncle Omar for twenty years and was a keg of

high energy. Her six-foot-two frame was rail thin and it had never ceased to amaze

Mika that the woman was involved with her uncle. Uncle Omar was shorter, rounder,

and so mellow he rarely got excited. Currently, Minnie was in a highly agitated state.

“That poor woman,” Minnie raged. “Can you imagine? She’s mated to that asshole