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any further, just held himself perfectly still, grinding his

teeth with the effort.

But he didn’t withdraw his cock.

That little fact took a couple of seconds to register. She

kept silent, not wanting to anger him further, letting him take

the time to decide for himself which way this would end.

“What the fuck did you do to me? I can’t stop.” His forehead fell against hers. “I’m so damn hard for you. I’m gonna

hurt you,
chère
.”

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She shook her head, but bit her lip afraid to speak, and

removed her hands from his shoulders, lowering them to the

pillow beside her head. This was his decision—his alone. If

he found the strength to fight the same overpowering urge to

mate that she felt, she’d lose her chance to be with him.

His gaze dropped from her face to sweep over her breasts

and lower to where their bodies joined. His nostrils flared and

his jaw tensed. His whole body shuddered. “Damn you.”

Then he withdrew—a slow slide that had her clenching

inner muscles around him to hold him inside—all the way

until only the head of his cock remained between her swollen

lips.

Natalie held her breath, waiting, hoping—dying as every

second ticked by. Her body quivered, anticipating, aching to

be filled.

Rene closed his eyes, his jaws grinding closed, again. Another shudder rippled through him, vibrating the blunt crown

poised at her entrance.

Her sex relaxed then clasped around him, emitting a succulent sound that embarrassed her.

“Ah, God,” he groaned and adjusted his hands, one at a

time on the mattress. “I can’t stop. I can’t—” He slid back

inside with a firm flex of his buttocks—this time a smooth,

easy glide.

“Yes! Oh, yes!” she cried out. She was soaking wet, oozing

a creamy invitation.

His cock lapped and twisted in it, tunneling side to side,

stretching her to take his girth.

Natalie’s bottom quivered as she held herself high to take

his strokes.

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Rene twisted gently, rotating his hips, holding back, but

unable to withdraw. His tight, rigid features reflected the

helpless urge gripping her own body to finish the act.

When next he butted against the proof of her innocence, he

opened his eyes. Searing heat and regret intermingled in the

hard glare he leveled on her. He lowered his chest and bracing

on one arm, reached beneath her to cup one buttock, pressing

down with his hips to wordlessly urge her to the mattress.

Then tucking his face in the corner of her neck, he rocked

against her, going only so deep. “Put your legs around my

waist,” he rasped.

Natalie awkwardly clasped his slim waist with her legs,

hooking her ankles behind him. She found the movement angled her hips to ease his sliding movements, and she sighed.

Her arms closed around his shoulders, and she hugged him

tight, resting her cheek against his sweat-slick skin.

Once, twice, he stroked inward, tapping her hymen.

“Ready?”

“Please,” she whimpered.

“Fuck me,”
he groaned and rammed forward, pushing hard

against it.

The stubborn membrane guarding her womb relented,

tearing away, allowing him to slide deeper until his cock filled

her to bursting.

Natalie gasped. The pain wasn’t great, just a stinging sensation that subsided as he continued to glide inside her. However, the girth of his cock stretched her tight channel as he

pushed himself deeper and deeper, his strokes coming faster

now and sharper.

His breath gusted against her neck, and the muscles along

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his back and shoulders bunched. The tension building in her

core matched the strength of the thrusts he levered his hips

to deliver. He lifted his head above hers, staring into her face.

His expression was angry and strained at the same time. As

he worked, stoking a fiery friction between them, his cheeks

reddened, and sweat broke on his forehead and upper lip.

Faster, harder—both their chests jerked as their breaths

hitched and gasped. Then the coil of desire, the one he’d taught

her to recognize, curled inside her belly, tighter and tighter.

She sobbed and ground her hips against him to take him

deeper still. “Jesus, harder, Rene! Please,” she keened.

With his hands planted on the mattress, he lifted his upper

body to give himself greater leverage and powered into her

pussy, the force of his strokes driving breath from her lungs.

Hips braced high, she welcomed the slap of balls against

the crease of her ass and the friction burning her pussy as he

hammered faster and harder.

At last, Natalie shattered, crying out as a dark wave crested

over her.

Rene spilled liquid fire into her womb, pumping to bathe

her inner channel with his release. “
Merde!
” he muttered,

pounding a fist into the bed even as his hips continued to

rock. His forehead fell to the pillow beside her.

Natalie panted like a cat, the ripples gripping her channel

slowing as the trembling in her thighs increased. She eased

her legs to the mattress.

“Shit. That wasn’t supposed to happen.”

Not what she’d wanted to hear, but then again she hadn’t

exactly expected a profession of love, either. She’d pretty

much forced him to have sex with her.

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But he’d taken her virginity—a rather traumatic event for

her, and part of her resented the fact that all he could think

about was protocol and his partner’s warning glances.

She sighed—the sense of connection broken—and pushed

against his chest. “Get off.”

“Get out” was what she meant. She needed privacy to regroup and pretend she wasn’t different somehow. She’d forced

him to fuck her. Damn near raped him.

And what about the bite? What the hell had that been

about? Even now, her gums itched and her teeth ached.

Rene’s body stiffened and he reared back. His face hardened and his eyebrows drew together in a fierce frown. “What

the fuck did you do to me? I couldn’t have stopped if a hurricane took the roof off mid stroke!”

She shook her head, unable to explain. What had felt powerful and natural moments before felt tarnished by the naked

fury in his glare. “I’m sorry, Rene,” she whispered.

He closed his eyes for a moment and drew a deep breath

that flared his nostrils. “Shit!” His hips lunged again, delivering a last shallow thrust.

“I couldn’t help it. I swear, I didn’t mean to push you so

far.”
Liar!
She’d wanted it all. Even now her pussy clenched

around him.

A deep shudder shook his shoulders and belly. “I knew better.” When he looked at her again, his hard gaze softened a

little. “I’m sorry Natalie. I’m not handlin’ this like a gentleman.” He breathed deeply, settling on top of her, and brushed

her hair off her damp forehead. His gaze searched hers. “You

don’t even know, do you?”

She didn’t like the regret twisting his lips. Guilt rose inside

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her, and with it, an acidic anger—all aimed at herself. “What?

That you’re a jerk?” she lashed back while trying to keep at

bay the tears burning the backs of her eyes.

“That you’re a vampire.”

“A what?” She almost laughed—except what he said felt

right at a very elemental level.

“That bite. You drank blood. I’m no expert, but I’m pretty

sure that means you’re a vampire. Chessa would know.” He

sucked in another deep breath and sighed. “It’s why she

warned me.”

“All these changes I’ve been going through—they meant

something? Like I’m becoming some kind of monster?”

“I don’t see Cheech as a monster,” he said softly. “She’s

pretty human. Bad tempered, grumpy—a helluva good partner.” He sighed. “She’s gonna have my ass when she gets here.

I wasn’t supposed to touch you. I’m thinkin’ I should have

kept my distance so I didn’t tempt you.”

She snorted, trying to keep things light when she was shaking inside. “You think you’re so irresistible?”

“To you . . . yeah. I’m a walking blood bank. I’m sorry. I

didn’t mean to take it out on you. You’re the innocent one in

all this.”

His eagerness to accept all the blame angered her. For a few

moments there, she’d been the one in control—she wasn’t

about to let him take that from her. “I bit you. Made you . . .

come inside me. How innocent does that make me?”

“I’m a grown man. I know better. I fucked your virginity

all to hell.”

She couldn’t help the pout that pushed out her lower lip.

“That’s a lovely way of putting it.”

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The smile lifting the corners of his lips was self-deriding

but tender, and warmed her to her toes. “You were amazin’.”

She’d wanted praise, she realized. Her body flowered

again—shocking her with the intensity of her renewed need.

“Since we’ve already passed the point of no return . . .”

He shook his head, regret pursing his lips. “I won’t compound the damage. I’m sure there’s some sort of consequence

I’m already gonna pay.”

Still, he hadn’t pulled away. His cock was stuffed deep inside her.

Her pussy tightened around him, and she bit her lip to

hold back a moan. She smoothed her hands from his shoulders

to his hard buttocks, pressing to bring him closer. “You make

it sound like . . . being with me is wrong.”

His cock pulsed inside her. “Neither of us has the full

scoop.” He drew in a ragged breath. “We should wait for

someone to answer our questions.”

“I don’t have any, right now. Can’t think, actually.” She

tightened her legs around him and squeezed inner muscles

she hadn’t known she had. “You feel incredible,” she gasped.

“Jesus, don’t do that.” His cock stirred deep inside her. “So

do you—feel incredible, that is. Hot, wet.” He sucked in a deep

breath as she gave him another squeeze. “
God.
We have to stop.”

She offered him a small smile. “I think someone’s got other

ideas.”

A smile lifted one side of his mouth. “Yeah, he’s calling me

all kinds of fool. But it’s not happenin’.”

“You said that before and look where we are,” she drawled,

feeling more confident by the second.

“Yeah, I did.” His chest expanded around another deep

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breath, and he looked away. Finally, he withdrew and rolled

onto his back, placing his forearm over his eyes. “I should

check the messages. See if Chessa’s on her way.”

Natalie didn’t like his tone—all back to business.
Does he

really think he can shut me out that easily?
She leaned over him,

braced on one elbow to rake his body with her gaze. His cock

lay against his thigh, glistening still from their combined

juices. It didn’t look so intimidating now his passion was

spent, but it was still fascinating.

She trailed her fingers along his length, causing him to

twitch.

“Don’t even think it,” he growled.

“You got to explore. Isn’t it my turn?”

His cock twitched again, evidently agreeable to the idea.

“He doesn’t follow orders well, does he?” she said, this

time stroking his length with her palm.

“A mind of his own.” His hand reached down to nudge hers

away and cover himself. “Play with something else. God, I’m

tired.”

“Liar,” she murmured. “But there’s so much territory to

cover.” His broad, hairy chest seemed a great second choice.

She combed her fingers through the hairs, tugging occasionally to make sure he wasn’t really falling asleep. Although

curling, his hair was surprisingly soft.

The hard muscle stretching beneath his warm skin was

every bit as fascinating. Curved, steely strength. She’d felt

the power he leashed when he’d picked her off the bench and

held her close as he ran to the squad car.

All that strength belonged to her now. She just had to convince him of what she knew instinctively.

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His breasts were so different from hers—his nipples not

so. The texture of the disks was soft like suede beneath her

fingertips, the centers tipped by tiny erect points.

She wondered if his were as sensitive and responsive to

the flicker of a tongue. Leaning over him, she stuck out her

tongue and touched it.

Breath hissed between his teeth, but he didn’t protest.

Encouragement enough.

Remembering how good it had felt, she closed her mouth

around his little nipple and sucked delicately, all the while

smoothing the flat of her tongue on the tip.

“Natalie,” he breathed. His fingers threaded through her

hair. “You have to stop.”

“Make me.”

Rene pulled her hair, but the stubborn woman bit his nipple. Not hard enough to puncture, but she definitely got his

attention.

His cock stirred against his thigh, and he realized with an

almost overwhelming sense of doom that it was recovering

faster than he’d ever known it capable of doing.

With each lazy lap of her tongue, a sharp, electric tug