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It was not a kiss disguised as a delicacy or a kindness. This was a kiss of survival, one of pure starvation. Wolf’s hands moved to my neck as he held me still, devouring me with his mouth.

And I wanted him just as badly. I clawed at his jacket, pulling him closer as if our entire bodies touching was not enough. I wanted more of him, wanted to satisfy the heat and desire that erupted like a volcano.

Wolf moved against me with powerful force, not bothering to be gentle. Why would he? He could feel how badly I wanted him.

I bit his lower lip, pulling it into my mouth. Wolf let out an animalistic growl and pushed me onto my back, immediately covering me with his body.

He slid between my legs, his hips settling just below mine as he let his weight press into me. I wrapped my legs around him, clutching him closer.

He kissed me again, his mouth finding my jawline and his teeth grazing my earlobe.

I wanted more. Hells, I wanted so much more.

“Wolf,” I grunted, trying to grab his attention.

He didn’t stop.

“Wolf!”

He moaned a response, his kisses finding my chest, my collarbone.

“Feed,” I whispered, pulling his face up to meet me.

His body stilled against me.

“Huntress.” It was a groan of complete and utter surrender, one that melted my stomach and heated my core.

“Don’t make me tell you again.”

I wasn’t sure why I thought I could have the power in this situation with my back on the wet forest ground and Wolf’s entire body pinning me there, but I needed him to understand.

This wasn’t a mistake. It wasn’t a half-drunken idea in the heat of sex.

It wasmydecision.

He pulled back so I could see his face. “I’ll only take enough to satisfy the hunger.”

I nodded.

“And if you want me to stop, you say the word, okay?”

I nodded again.

“I need to hear you say it.” His voice cracked.

“Yes, I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”

And then he was kissing me again, devouring me like he had never kissed anyone before in his entire life.

When his teeth grazed the sensitive skin of my neck, I shivered.

Wolf’s hand found my chest, just above my breast, and held me there, as if he were holding himself back.

I only felt the heat from his touch, let him feel my own desire as it flowed through our bond.

He moaned, hardening above me as he kissed my neck.

And then his teeth sank into me.