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meeting skin. Hearing him, hearing the stark lust in his voice drove her closer to the
edge. More, she whispered, her entire body surging up to meet his. It feels so good
when you fuck me. Her breasts rubbed against the hairs on his chest, her nipples
pressing against his muscles, and the warm sand underneath her was like a thousand
warm pinpricks against her skin.
He fucked her hard, deep, angry, and she was loving each thrust he gave her with
his cock. When she bucked underneath him, he shoved his hands underneath her ass to
pull her tighter against his groin. Raking her nails up his spine, she thought about how
fitting the tattoo of the wolf on his shoulder blade was. It was almost like a primal
mating, the way he pounded into her flesh. His skin was slick with sweat and his
thrusts were as brutal and urgent as if he wanted to forcefully merge with her by
fucking her into oblivion. Come for me, Trent. She wrapped her legs around his hips
and clung on to him with everything she had. Take me, she urged him on. I want to
feel you come inside me. Make me yours.
A rumbling growl from deep in his chest, he kissed her neck, her exposed shoulder.
She shuddered as he gave her shoulder a flick of his tongue, and then he sank his teeth
hard into her skin. The pain was sudden and sharp and entirely unexpected. She arched
up against him, stars exploding behind her eyelids, the sensation of him biting her so
strong she cried out. The pain on her neck left as quickly as it had come, and when he
tilted his hips, his cock rubbing hard over her clit with each fast thrust, she forgot all
about it when he kissed her. She came, shockingly fast, and screamed when he reached
between them to flick his finger against her clit. The pleasure was so intense she feared
she d simply pass out if he did it again.
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He tipped his head back, a hoarse shout in his throat almost a howl. His cock
thickened, pulsed inside her pussy. Helplessly, she climaxed again, her entire body
shaking with each sharp convulsion. He pumped his cock inside her for a last, deep
thrust, spurting his come. All but collapsing, he slumped down on her, breathing hard,
his body giving last-minute twinges of pleasure, his forehead resting against her
collarbone.
Enjoying how his weight pressed her deep into the sand, she closed her eyes,
praying she wouldn t cry, but already felt tears burning behind her lids.
Damn you, woman, he whispered. Why did you make me do that?
Woman? Startled, she blinked away the tears. Why did I do what?
Fuck. He rolled off her, away from her. A flick of his wrist and the used condom
landed in the sand. She wasn t sure if she should address environmental issues right
now. His reaction puzzled her too much. Without meeting her eyes, he picked up her
panties and thrust them into her hands. Get dressed.
Taken aback, she slipped into her panties, zipped up and smoothed down her
dress. Sand clung to the back of her legs, her butt. With her fingers, she felt for the sore
spot on her shoulder. She craned her neck but couldn t see where his teeth had broken
skin. Well, she thought, he d gone a bit overboard with his love bite, but she d survive.
She sought his gaze, but he faced the sea, his back turned to her. There was a
rigidness in his posture she hadn t seen before. She walked to him, placed her hand on
his shoulder. Can t you just tell me what
No, I can t. He shook her hand off his shoulder. We have to head back.
Struck speechless, she stared after him. The hurt that dug itself into her heart as he
simply walked from her nearly undid her.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks. Oh fuck, he said, and starting running.
She had heard it too a sharp whine and a pitiful bark from not very far away. She
ran after him, stopped short a moment later when she saw Lucky collapsed in the sand.
Her conscience kicked in and a sense of dread spread through her chest. This was how
she repaid Ada s kindness, she thought. By neglecting to watch her dog while she was
busy getting busy.
Trent looked up, found her gaze. We have to get him to a vet.
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Trent had placed Lucky on the truck s backseat. Apart from muscles twitching
heavily under his pelt, the dog appeared to be sleeping.
Katherine grabbed hold of her seat as Trent started the truck and drove up the
narrow serpentine street. Instead of slowing down, he sped up faster as they reached
the straight, main road.
He pointed to the glove compartment in front of her knees. My mobile, he said,
not looking away from the road.
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Your what? She wished he would slow down. Nausea spread through her
stomach, and she recognized the first signs of motion sickness.
My cell phone, Yankee.
She found the sleek silver phone, held it out for him and focused on a distant point
outside the car.
Look for Linda and call.
Tearing her gaze away from the steady horizon, she switched on his phone, scrolled
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