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“Kitsune.” His glowing gaze narrowed. “Kitsune came before fox.”

“That distinction will comfort me while I shoot you again.”

I aimed.

Yoichi blurred to me. One second, he stood several feet away. The next, his hand closed around my wrist.

And. . .his skin. . .touched mine.

Oh, fuck. . .

Everything inside me ignited.

That tiny touch felt like I was being triple fucked by men—one sucking on my nipples, another pounding me from behind, while I rode the other and he stroked my clit.

Just. . .from. . .one touch of his hand on my wrist.

I screamed in pleasure. “Oh!!!!”

“Exactly, mate.” He pulled me closer to him, and took the gun out of my hand. “Now you know the truth.”

Oh fuck. Touch me some more.

The ache at the back of my neck sharpened until it felt as if invisible teeth pressed into the spot. My breasts swelled heavier. My nipples drew so tight that pain and pleasure became the same thing.

Slick flooded between my thighs. So much that it ran down my legs, warm against skin chilled by the rain.

The hollow place inside my lower belly tore open.

My body clenched around nothing.

“How the hell did you get more bullets?” Yoichi tossed the gun to the street. “I’ve known witches and have never met one like you.”

“Your touch. . .”

“You like that, little witch. And you know why?”

My bottom lip quivered.

“Say it.” Yoichi’s other arm wrapped around my waist before my knees struck the ground.

More of him against me brought even more pleasure.

“Oh.” I grabbed his shoulders.

Heat exploded and spread through every vein, nerve, and bone.

His scent filled my lungs.

Mine.

The thought came from somewhere that did not use words. It rose from my blood. Instantly, my magic knew that this dangerous, arrogant creature belonged to me.

Mine.

A deep growl left him as he gazed into my eyes. “Mmmm. Now you understand.”

Those words vibrated through me.