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Shae scanned the shore for a lifeguard, but Eiji was already moving past her to approach the fool. “Eiji, what are you doing?”

He didn’t answer, but tapped the man on the shoulder. “Get out of the water.”

Shae slapped a hand over her mouth to cut off a snicker. Talk about straight to the point.

“Who you think you are, pal, the police?” the man demanded. His face and shoulders reddened as if he were ready to explode. Eiji seemed unperturbed.

“Leave the water now, or I will make you,” Eiji repeated.

Something of her landlord’s seriousness and his ability to carry out his threat appeared to get through to the guy. As fast as he’d blushed, he paled, but still he tried putting up a front before the kids, who were all laughing at him by now.

“Why don’t you go ahead and make me, tough guy?”

The challenge had scarcely left the dude’s lips. Eiji did some kind of move on him too fast for Shae to track, and he had the guy over his shoulder, wading to the shore.

Damn. I so need to get with this man!

Shae followed. “Eiji, you shouldn’t be interfering with other people. You know they crazy out here.” Her halfhearted advice fell on deaf ears.

A lifeguard hurried up as Eiji dumped his burden into the sand. “I think he’s drunk.”

The lifeguard nodded and thanked him. Eiji took Shae’s hand and led her back down the beach toward their stuff. She shook her head at him as they walked. “Always on the job or what?”

He eyed her. “Would it be better to wait until he hurt one of the children?”

“Touché.” She bit her lip and ran a hand up and down his arm. “Wanna call it a day and go back to my place?”

Eiji’s gaze dropped to her cleavage. “
Hai
.”

* * * *

Shae had had her share of lovers, so she wasn’t new to sex by any means, and yet, she hadn’t been with an Asian man before. Not that she thought it made any difference. Eiji was hot as hell with his thick black hair and his eyes almost as dark. His solid build, delicious hard muscle, and his tall frame worked together to light a flame of burning desire, more than she remembered experiencing before. Of course it could just be that—lust—and nothing more. His accent helped, too, and the way he had looked into her eyes earlier that night and taken her hand in his. Five foot seven was not tall, but she’d always felt big because of her personality and confidence. Eiji made her feel brand new and small. Damn, how she liked that, the flutter in her belly, the fast pace of her breath.

By the time they arrived back at the house, they were both dry from the hot California sun. Shae’s need hadn’t lessened in the least, and from the way Eiji followed swiftly on her heels into the house, neither had his. They dropped their things in the living room, and she continued on through to her bedroom.

She stopped at the entrance and faced him. “We’re doing this, right?”

“We are.” He reached up and touched a lock of her hair, pushing it back from her forehead. She captured his hand and held it, then walked backward into her room until she reached the bed. All the while, she kept her eyes on him. He followed, his gaze never wavering from her as if he were a predator.

Still looking at him, she kicked off a flip-flop, and the other followed. An animal, that’s what she’d been thinking of. Eiji sometimes put her in mind of those shifters. Sure, she agreed that they should always be put down for the danger they posed, but she had never denied how hot they all were.
Mm, yeah. Eiji is like that, but better.

He didn’t have the cocky self-assurance like all the shape-shifters she’d met. Not that Eiji was shy. She knew better than that. He wasn’t clumsy or less coordinated than the rest. Tilting her head to the side a little, she considered him. He breathed in deep, that big chest expanding and making her mouth water. When he walked, the steps he took made no sound at all.
Yes, that’s it. He’s like a sexy ninja who doesn’t need to show off about it.
She almost laughed out loud at her thoughts.

She undid the buttons on her sundress and pulled it over her head. Eiji’s eyes almost glowed at seeing her bikini again. Shae worked hard on her body, so she knew it looked pretty good. She waited for the inevitable compliment, but it never came. In fact, his facial expression never changed from its usual calm indifference.

“Eiji?”

His fingertips skimmed over her bare arms and across her belly. A thumb brushed her thigh and then stopped just short of her mound. “
Anata ha eroppoi.

“Rope?”

“You are sexy.”

Then she saw it, the way he blew out breaths through his nostrils, the rapid rise and fall of his chest, the intensity in his eyes, and the tension in his shoulders. Eiji liked what he saw, all right, and it took all the self-control he could muster not to jump her, but he didn’t have to resist.

She tugged at the button on his pants. “Come on, baby. Let me see what you have for me.” A tremor passed through her. Although she felt she could work with any man to bring them both to mutual pleasure, she was like many women. She liked big cocks. The bulge in Eiji’s pants drew her hands, and she stroked him through the material. A shudder of need weakened her knees, and she sagged against his chest.
Nice!

He undid the button on his own and dragged his zipper down. Next went his swimming shorts, and her mouth watered at the revelation of his lean hips and the smattering of dark hair that came into view. Eiji’s cock had to be eight inches, if not an inch more, and the girth let her know she’d have to stretch wide to get her lips around it. Precome beaded the tip, and she sank to her knees to lick it. Eiji gasped and pulled her away. At first she thought she’d insulted him, but when he lifted her up and placed her on the bed, she knew Eiji wanted to pleasure her first. He shed her of her bikini within seconds, along with the rest of his clothing.

While she lay on her back, he rested a knee on the bed below her and parted her thighs. He stroked the sensitive skin at the back of her legs, and the inner flesh. “I do not have as much control as I would like.”

His voice rumbled deeper than it had been previously, and the timbre raised goose bumps on her arms. Eiji bent to kiss the back of her knee. When he stuck his tongue out to sample the skin, she moaned.

“It would be better that I walk away,” he whispered and kissed her clit. She shook from head to toe. He pushed back the folds of her softness. “But you are so wet, and you smell so good.”

“E-Eiji.”

He licked her cream, and she scratched at the sheets. Damn, he went straight for the kill and made her so weak, she wanted to give him everything. She raised her legs higher and held them up with a hand behind each knee. Eiji licked her from the base of her pussy to the top, and then he clamped down on her bud to suck hard. A wave of pleasure rocked her body, making her scream his name again. An orgasm built inside her, but she wasn’t the type to just lie still and let a man do all the work. She wriggled away from him and crawled up the bed. Eiji let out a growl that sounded like a real animal and followed. Just before he pounced, she feinted to one side and jumped on him. A move she’d learned in training had him on his back and her on top of him. She pushed his hands out to the sides of his head and straddled his hips.

Eiji’s eyes blazed. “You are sneaky.” His cock twitched beneath her ass.

“I don’t know what you mean.” She lowered her butt onto his shaft and ground into him. He groaned. The next instant, she thumped onto her back, and he lay above her. He claimed her lips, his tongue stabbing savagely into her mouth. She kissed him with as much hunger and raised her hips. Eiji slashed a leg over hers, pinning her to the mattress. She broke the kiss. “No fair using your strength against me.”

At his look of triumph, she gave him a wicked grin. The moment he paused to wonder what she was up to, his hold on her hands loosened, and she broke free to reach between them. Stroking his cock and teasing the head with her thumb, she took control of the man two times her size. Shae flipped him off of her and grabbed hold of his cock again. She licked the head, tasting the salty come. A shudder passed over Eiji while he stared down at her. She took him deeper between her lips and moaned against his shaft. He drew in a sharp breath.

“Mm, I know you like that, baby, don’t you?” She ran her tongue along the thick length and curled it around the tip. He said something in his language she didn’t understand, but she could guess.

“Your mouth,” he murmured between clenched teeth, and he reached out to stroke her cheek. He let her pump him with her hand and work him with her mouth for a long while, but when she ran a thumb over his balls and noted they began to tighten toward his release, he pushed her roughly away.

Shae sat up to protest, but Eiji was off the bed in a heartbeat. He hauled her into his arms and wrapped her legs around his hips. She scarcely had a chance to draw in a breath before he plunged his dick deep inside her pussy. A hand knotted in her hair behind her head, and an arm like a steel band encircled her waist. Eiji thrust hard and fast and began pounding in and out of her at lightning speed. She screamed, but he drove her head down and claimed her mouth. The invasion with his hot tongue robbed her of speech. He took her with a violence that demanded submission. Her core muscles spasmed, ripples of an orgasm shattering her ability to do anything other than feel. How had she thought she could get the best of him? She couldn’t. Not in a million years.

He stood on legs set apart, strong and steady. He didn’t waver even a little as he drove his big cock into her wet pussy. She whimpered and held on, digging her nails into his shoulders. He thrust and thrust again, and then he slammed in and held still.


Chikusho!
” He jerked out of her, but held her close to his chest. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It was good.” She climbed down from his arms to go to the bathroom to find something to clean them both up. They’d been too eager, and she knew better. She kept condoms in her purse for situations like this. He’d pulled out, but not before he’d come a little. When she returned to the bedroom, she found him pacing, running hands through his hair. His brows slashed low over his eyes, and his set jaw told her he was pissed at himself. In the short time she’d known him, she hadn’t seen him so worked up.

At her step, he spun around to face her, and she gaped at the stiffness between his legs. The man wanted more after all that. Not that she was complaining. She walked over to the dresser and searched her purse for a condom. He moved behind her and rested hands on her shoulders. For a minute, she thought she saw something odd in his eyes, but his lids lowered over them. He dropped his hands to her breasts and kneaded them, rolling her nipples between a forefinger and a thumb. She moaned, pushing her ass into his thigh. He explored farther, running a palm down her belly and between her legs. A gentle squeeze had her keening for more. Her juices had already begun to flow again.

“Give it to me,” he commanded, and she handed over the condom.

Eiji tore into it, and she enjoyed the show of watching him roll the protection down his thick member. She licked her lips, both anticipating being full of him and a little nervous. When he was done, he turned her to face him, the mirror at her back. He raised her with ease and thumped her ass on the dresser. Her pulse raced as the fire he’d exhibited before rose yet again. He thrust her knees up until she hooked her heels on the edge of the dresser.

“I can have it again. Yes?” His words might have been a question, but they sounded more like a demand, and the force of his dominance sent chills racing each other over her skin.

“Yes. Please take me, Eiji.”

Her use of his name seemed to set him off the same way his use of hers did for her. He spread her legs wider and fitted his big body between them. With an expert movement, he parted her pussy lips and drove deep into her channel. She cried out in ecstasy. Again and again, he drove inside, stretching her walls and filling her up. She worked her fingers in his hair and sought out his lips. They kissed, moaning into each other’s mouths. Shae’s nipples ached as they scraped against his bare chest, so stiff with her rising desire. Ripples of pleasure rolled through her body, and she gyrated her hips in time with his thrusts.

For long minutes, they fucked, and she clung to him, loving every time he pounded into her pussy. He was so rough, like he held little restraint over his lust. Before he came, he pulled out, and she would have complained, but he raised her into his arms again. With a set stance, he ground into her snatch and took all of her weight, but even that wasn’t enough for the two of them. Eiji set her on her feet and pushed against her back. She spread her legs and leaned over, holding herself up with her hands flat on the floor. Eiji stepped behind her and bent his knees to give himself easier access to her ass, and then he lunged deep again. His fingers dug into her hips, and the slap of their bodies together resounded in the room. Shae echoed it with her cries of ecstasy. Eiji’s hold firm, he pushed fast and hard into her. His low growls sent chills up and down her spine. Her breasts jiggled with each impact, and she reached between her legs to stroke her clit. A hiss escaped Eiji, and he rested a hand on her back, but didn’t slow down for an instant. When her orgasm began to build, she tweaked her clit faster, keeping the steady rhythm.

“I-I’m going to come,” she panted.


Hai.
” He spoke some other words in his native tongue, which made her wonder if he’d forgotten how to speak English in his excitement. Shae let the words tumble over her and gave herself to the pleasure of her climax. Seconds after she came, Eiji made a small sound at the back of his throat and found his release as well.

He straightened, then pulled free from her. She struggled over to the bed, gasping for breath. The
slap
of the condom coming off his cock preceded the ripping noise of another packet being opened. Shae had scarcely raised a knee to climb onto the bed before Eiji was there behind her, an arm around her waist. He hoisted her to the top and laid her on her side. He moved in to spoon her from behind and crossed her arms over her chest. She didn’t think his cock was still hard, but the stiff member found its way to her treasure, ready to go. Her drenched nether lips gave him easy access to glide inside her. She whimpered. No man had taken her with such relentless abandon. From her experience, no man
had
such stamina or could stay hard so long.

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