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Felt like I got scalded when I reached out and took her by the chin to force her to look at me. “Yeah, and who’s that?”

She rocked her head back on the wood, gazing up at me with that disorienting, enthralling gaze, the subject clearly shifting from whatever had sent her running tothis.

To the tension that strained and the desire that flooded.

Lust so full in the air I was pretty sure both of us were suffocating on it.

Thisthingabout her so intense there was no making sense of it.

“Someone who doesn’t do this,” she breathed.

I needed to shun it. End it. Step back and walk away.

Instead, I was dipping down and murmuring my lips along the soft edge of her jaw, whispering, “Maybe you should.”

An earthquake rocked her, and I nearly fucking came at the force of it.

“You already warned me you aren’t the type of guy I should be mixing with,” she rasped.

“I’m definitely not. But I can’t stop thinking about you. How’s it you got under my skin?”

My mouth traveled the delicate column of her throat when I said it, there but not quite touching.

“How’s it that I was the one supposed to be marking you, and you’re the one who left the imprint? And now I can’t stop thinking about marking myself all over you. Writing myself on every fuckin’ inch of this sweet little body.”

She inhaled a sharp, needy sound, her shoulders hitched to the door as her chest bowed out like she was begging for the connection.

“And I’m terrified that you make me want anything at all,” she whispered.

She should be.

She should be terrified.

She should shove me off and tell me to stay the hell away from her.

While the only thing I wanted to do was wrap her up. Slay whatever fucking demon had chased her here.

“What is it you want?” I rumbled at her jaw.

Her nails sank into my shoulders. “I don’t know…to feel good. To forget for a little while.”

“I’d make you feel so good, sweetheart. So good you’d forget your name.”

A whimper rolled out of her, and her scent was invading.

Cinnamon and spice.

I gripped her by the waist, and my palms rode up her sides, following the ripple of desire that rolled through her body.

“You want me to make you forget?” I grunted, kissing along her jaw.

“Yes.”

My hand curved around the back of her neck and glided up to tangle in her hair.

Angling forward, I took that sweet, sweet mouth in a possessive kiss.

Energy crashed between us, and she whimpered as she sank her nails deeper into my shoulders.

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