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shifted, bright amber and hungry. “You don’t want to be here.” His voice was deceptively soft. “Especially not with the scent of fucking on your skin.”
    “I—”
    “I don’t want you here,” he snarled, and slipped his hands into shackles that tightened automatically around his wrists.
    “We’ve marked each other, Marcus.”
    “Even more reason for you to get the fuck out of here and run as fast and as far away as you can. I can find you anywhere now. Track you over hundreds of miles.”
    “That makes me feel safe,” she confessed.
    “It shouldn’t. I ran down the woman I loved. Killed her. I don’t love you , and you’ve made me angry.”
    “Because I didn’t tell you everything?” she answered easily. “There are some things I’m forbidden to speak of. Even to a cop. Even for justice.” She crept closer.
    “Get away from me, Megaera,” he demanded, then his voice fell to a whisper. “It’s not safe.”
    “The more you try to warn me away, the harder it is for me to go. Don’t you understand that?” She was close enough to touch him and she splayed her hands on his chest. “Even now, when you’re about to Change, can’t you smell my need?”
    “You’re going to die, Fury.”
    “No, I’m not. You’re not going to hurt me. Don’t you think I would have scented your guilt on you, your sins? No, there’s nothing but purity and honor in your heart.” She leaned into him, his skin almost too hot to touch.
    Megaera pressed her lips to his collarbone and every muscle in his body flexed. “Don’t…” He closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. “I’m going to Change and I’ll be nothing but an animal.”
    “No, you said you were in control. Not your beast.” She drew her fingers down his chest and farther still, to where his cock jutted out—engorged with lust for her. “Although, it’s cruel to cage a wild animal, Marcus. Let him out to run with me. I can keep up.”
    He groaned and Megaera knew it was more the lure of her words rather than her hand stroking his cock. She knew intrinsically that she’d spoken his most secret and ardent desire. He wanted to be free.
    He needed it.
    All of the dread and fear that had coiled around her suddenly released, and Meg was left with nothing but her desires and the echoes of his. She sank to her knees, braced her hands on his hips and took the crown of his cock into her mouth.
    Meg could taste herself on his skin as she flicked her tongue over the head. She drew him deeper and when his cock jerked against her tongue, there was an answering twinge in her pussy.
    She wanted his hands on her body, his mouth, his tongue; she wanted him to claim her again. She even longed for another bite. It had sent her careening over the edge into the hardest, longest orgasm she’d ever had.
    But right now, this was for him. Megaera had complete faith he could surrender to the beast and his human moral code would remain intact. She’d been afraid of him before, but maybe this marking, this owning, had shown her things within him that he didn’t even know himself. That was her lot, after all, the ability to see into the souls of the world.
    She descended the length of his shaft, stroking him slowly only to pull back then descend again. Salty fluid had gathered on the head and she tasted it, swirling her tongue over the tip and suckling. His cock surged and flexed, his hips pushing forward to thrust himself deeper, to take more of what she was offering.
    “Megaera.” Her name was a plea on his lips. His voice was soft; there was no beast, no animal. It was simply Marcus. She accepted that the beast was simply Marcus as well.
    She pulled back for a moment, tilting her head to look into his eyes. “Let go, Marcus.” Meg’s tongue darted out to taste him, their gazes still locked as she took him back into her mouth and out again. “Give me everything.”
    Meg was used to feeling powerful, that was nothing new, but to feel like she had power over