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whispered against her skin.
      “Damn you, Kyle. Stop teasing me.” She writhed on her back, the desire etched into her features. It was the slightly parted lips. The hardened nipples thrust in the air. She was more than ready.
    He placed the tip of himself against her opening, lingering for a moment before he thrust his cock toward her core and retreated. Again, he drove into her body, filling her. He kissed her again, enjoying the way she tightened around him. She was so tight. So moist. He didn’t know how long he’d last before she’d make him come. With her legs wrapped around his waist, he stroked deeper and gripped her buttocks for maximum penetration.
    Pressure built in him, rising higher and higher. Before the night ended, she wouldn’t question his intentions anymore. Her hands grasped his shoulders again, and her cries slipped him over the edge. She spasmed, whispering his name urgently.
    In the aftermath, their bodies slick with sweat, he wondered why something so beautiful between them had been taken away. By Liam . He kissed her lips twice, savoring the sensation. He just wanted to lay here with her arms stroking his back while he rested his face at the quickened pulse point at her neck.
    They needed to be together. And he’d do his damnedest to convince her of such. Too many memories had been stolen. He knew with all his heart Liam couldn’t take her from him anymore.

    The voice remained. It continued to plague Emma even as she rested in Kyle’s arms. The siren call to harm him stirred in the back of her mind, but she brushed it away. As she snuggled closer to him, she wished they were back in Hadley. Alone in her house with only the worries of a short weekend ahead of them. No Liam. No rabid werewolves. Only the two of them together, forming a cocoon of warmth in each other’s embrace.
    She listened to his slow-beating heart and smiled when hers matched his. With all the trouble around him, she knew he wouldn’t slumber. He rubbed his hands down her arms, stirring her blood. Why couldn’t they have this moment to themselves now that she had him again?
      Doubts clawed at the beauty of the moment. Would Kyle be able to defeat Liam when he confronted him? What would she do if Liam bested him again?
    She’d tear every part of his crooked soul from his body.
    Warm lips kissing along her shoulder drove away the dark murmurs. Kyle lifted his head and announced, “They’ll be coming soon.”
    “I know.” Reluctantly, she stretched and stood to put on her clothes. The quiet of the desert offered an uninhibited view of the sky. How long had it been since they’d made love under the stars? She hoped it wasn’t the last time.
    Within a few minutes, she was dressed and ready for the rough road ahead, and together with Kyle, they headed for their next position—hidden away inside an old rusted truck on the property. With a shotgun resting in Kyle’s palm and an arsenal close at hand, they wouldn’t have long to wait before a rain of explosions ended the silence. But they didn’t fire the first shot. A crack of gunfire in the distance announced the time had come.
    “They’re here,” he said.
    He grabbed her hand and offered a reassuring squeeze.
    “Take this.” He handed her the .45. The bone-chilling weapon weighed down her hand. She ran her fingers over the trigger as the internal voice purred, This is the best time to strike. Kill him with his own gun.
    Emma wanted to drop the weapon and bolt. She didn’t trust herself. The voice was stronger now. Much clearer. Liam was coming.
    Her stomach pains were fewer, but sharper now, even after eating a bit of food at the diner. Even worse, she felt a fever coming on. Another sign of her impending doom.
    “Not now,” she mumbled. “Not like this.”
    “Em, what’s wrong?” He reached for her again, but she twisted away.
    “He keeps talking to me in my head.” Her voice had quieted. Almost to an angry whisper.
    Kyle stiffened. “Who keeps