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plucked. She writhed beneath him wanting more, her fingers finding purchase in his hair, grabbing on tightly. Her legs moved restlessly against him, coming up around his hips. Before she had a chance to lock her ankles and grind her pussy against the hard ridge in his jeans, he sat up.
    “Amber,” he growled, his deep voice dragging her from her lust-induced state.
    She licked her dry lips. “Andreas.” Huskiness coated his name as it came out. To her, it sounded desperate and needy. Like the Siren tried to plead with the big man to get on with it.
    He smirked. “You lost.”
    Pursing her lips, she swallowed down the argument trying to escape. She really wanted to dispute his words because she hated to lose. One might call it a Siren’s flaw, but those idiots were few and far between. No, she kept her mouth shut in hopes he would get on with it. For stressing how big and bad he was, he wasn’t doing a good job of following through.
    “I can see by your face you aren’t ready to concede.” His hands landed on her thighs, right above her knees. He dug his thumbs in lightly, and then slowly worked them up toward her pussy. The small circles he massaged into her jeans made her wish those strong, smooth hands were gliding across her bare skin. She could probably come from it. As it was, pulses of pleasure rocketed into her sex.
    She smiled, but kept her mouth closed. She knew if she opened it, she’d admit to Queen, Goddess, and Country that she lied in order to win, and beg him to take command of her body.
    “ I’m in charge. We both know you weren’t telling the truth and need to be punished.”
    She couldn’t help it. She burned inside with need. Pushing him was the only way her lust-addled brain could think to get him moving again. “If my punishment is you talking this to death, then consider me punished.”
    Andreas’s nostrils flared and his eyes narrowed dangerously, flashing a deep gold.
    A thrill raced through her chest at the sight. She’d never been with a shifter that intense before. Part of her wary of their tendency to claim first, and ask forgiveness later. The other Sirens in the bar told stories of seeing the eyes of the shifters they’d been with do the same thing when they were highly aroused. When they were skirting the edge between man and beast. They got the fucking of a lifetime, something Amber was totally on board with.
    His hands trailed around her pussy, avoiding it altogether. He slid them up her torso, over her shoulders and down her arms. Linking their fingers together, he raised her arms above her head. Pressing them firmly against the mattress.
    “These stay here.” He squeezed her hands lightly. “You move them, I stop.” He paused, and she knew he waited for some type of response. “Understood?”
    She was torn between saying yes and nodding. Opting to keep her mouth closed, she nodded quickly.
    A slow, wicked grin curved one corner of his mouth. “Good.” He raked his short nails down her arms, sending goosebumps skittering across her flesh. She sucked in a harsh breath as tingles spread throughout, hitting every nerve in her body, including the ones in her scalp.
    He made quick work of unbuttoning and pulling her jeans and sneakers off, dropping them to the floor. Standing at the foot of the bed, he stared at her, devoured her with his gaze. His visual caress felt entirely too real. Warmth flooded her system, her pussy tingling in response. The man was entirely too lethal and way over dressed. All she had left on were the cute lace bra and satin panties.
    As if reading her thoughts, he reached down and pulled his shirt up. Inch by inch of warm olive skin was revealed. The Venus-cut. Six-pack abs. The trail of dark hair, running from his belly button into the top of his jeans. Dark, flat nipples that puckered when the cool air in the room hit them.
    Amber swallowed hard at the sight. His shirt fell from his fingers, and then he was reaching for the button on his pants.