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not interested. You couldn’t find a more uninterested female.”
    “You forget I’m a Lykae. I can scent your
interest
.” Gods, her scent was like a drug to him, her arousal so sweet.
    Her face flushed, a light pink along high cheekbones. “Maybe I was
interested
in one of the other males on the field.”
    Jealousy seared him inside. Never had he felt its equal. He was upon her before she could raise her bow again, his callused palm wrapping around her delicate nape. “Take it back, female.” He’d been able to rein in his aggression from the game. With more difficulty, he controlled the adrenaline pumping through his veins after finding her at last. But this jealousy was overwhelming.
    “Or what?”
    “Or I’ll kiss you till you canna remember another.” He would seduce her, using everything he’d ever learned about women to coax his way inside her. “Kiss you deeply, thoroughly. Till you’re panting for more.”
    Lightning struck nearby, though she seemed not to notice. He could tell she wanted him to kiss her, was unconsciously rocking her hips to him, driving him wild. Why couldn’t she let go?
    She stared at his lips as if she were trying to imagineit just then. But then she muttered, almost scornfully, “You win the timing award, Lykae. That’s for certain.”
    “Doona understand you, Valkyrie,” MacRieve rasped. “When is it ever bad timing for a kiss?”
    What would his be like? As if she had anything to compare with it.
Playing a dangerous game here, Lucia.
    He leaned in to nuzzle her hair, his breath hot against the pointed tip of her ear.
    Not the ears!
She was so sensitive there, and he grazed his lips right over the tip.
That feels so good….
    “Ah, my lass likes that?” he asked, nuzzling again. When she sagged into him, he took the opportunity to back her into an old oak.
    He rested his hands against the tree on each side of her head, reminding her of his incredible strength. The Lykae were the most physically powerful beings in the Lore, could lift trains. He could have broken her like a doll, yet he’d been so gentle with her, even after the brutal contest earlier.
    Even after I
shot
him.
    He eased even closer, until their bodies were touching. When his gaze dipped to where her breasts met his battered chest, she felt his penis pulse harder in a rush, and a last ounce of sanity told her,
Stop this!
    She needed to get away from this werewolf, but she couldn’t outrun him all the way back to Val Hall. Besides, fleeing from an enemy was something Valkyrie tended never to do.
    Have to shoot him between the eyes if I must.
From close range. Otherwise, with his speed he could dodgethe shot. And put her in agony. “MacRieve, I’m giving you one last—”
    He silenced her with a sizzling kiss to her neck, his tongue flicking against her chilled skin. Shivering with pleasure and surprise, she gazed up at the tree limbs above her, biting her lip.
    Yet when he pressed his erection against her, she cried, “Let me go
now
!”
    He didn’t, so she gouged her thumb into one of his wounds. His dark claws dug into the tree, but he didn’t release her. “Woman, that bluidy hurts.”
    “Then stop kissing me!”
    “Nothing hurts
that
bad.” His mouth descended to her neck once more. He seemed to be not only kissing her but tasting her…
gentling
her.
    “I can make it hurt that bad,” she said inanely, striving to keep her eyes open as his tongue darted.
    “I feel only one ache in my body.” He drew back, and the corner of his lips curled. “And you’re soon to ease it.”
    So earthy and sexy.
Lucia couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt this much excitement with a male…. Her thoughts trailed off.
    No, I
can
remember the last time.
Vividly. Lucia was still paying for it. She attempted to pull away, but he clutched her to him. And Freya help her, she wanted him to.
No!
No more pretending that she was a normal woman about to have a clandestine affair with the most sexually