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problem was his cat was becoming antsy, and that was a dangerous thing, and not just to her.  He needed to resolve the matter and quickly before someone got hurt.  He sucked on her neck as he released his hold on her arm, but still cradling the back of his head in his hand.  He ran the other hand over her, down her arm, rubbing where he'd grasped her so tightly.  Then down to her hand, stroking over her fingers before running it over her stomach and up towards her left breast.  He cupped the mound, feeling her nipple pebble as it pushed against his palm through the material.  He kneaded the ripe flesh before tugging on her nipple, nostrils flaring as he caught another scent.  Groaning against her neck as he picked up the ripe scent of her arousal. Jaden continued to suck and lick her skin as he tugged and kneaded her breast as he edged her backwards.  He was moving them towards the cover of the big oak, the one he'd been hiding in as she'd passed underneath it.  He let go of her breast and used his hand to cushion her back so the bark didn't dig into the delicate skin of her back.  Once he had her there, and they were relatively sheltered, he kissed along the length of her neck.  Moving back towards her mouth again, this time it opened as he ran his tongue along the seam.  Pushing inside the warm, moist heat of her mouth he twined his tongue with hers, tangling and retreating.  Hers followed each time he pulled back and then his lips locked onto hers, as his hands once again came up to fondle that breast that had fit so snuggly into his palm.
     
    'Jaden? ' he heard the hesitant voice in his head, and he broke away in surprise.  His dark amber eyes clashing with her slightly dazed ones.  How had she managed to get in his head again?  And how the hell had she gotten his name?
    Frowning he pulled back further, putting his hands behind his back, then into his jeans pockets as he paced before her. 
    "How do you know my name?"  He asked her curiously, watching her wipe her palms down the front of her shorts.  A sign of her anxiety and he cursed under his breath, turning away.
    "I don't know, it's a name that I associate with a voice.  That's your voice that I hear in my head, right?" She bit her lip, eyes darting to either side.  Her feet began shuffling, as if she was about to take off.  His chest rumbled and her eyes shot to him again, a frown creasing her brow.
    "Don't even think about it.  Trust me, you don't want me chasing you."  Maya blew out a breath, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before her hands came up - resting on her hips as her shoulders straightened.
    "I'm not scared of you," she told him haughtily, nose in the air and he grinned.
    "Oh really.  Your scent tells me something else entirely," he purred, moving towards her again.  He leaned down and ran his nose slowly down her neck and up behind her ear.  Breathing deep, a rumble of satisfaction sounding in his chest.  Her hands came up to push him away, but he pinned them to his chest with his own, not budging an inch.
    "I can smell your anxiety," he ran his lips up and down her neck and purred. "But I can also smell your arousal." He felt her stiffen and laughed as he pulled back and once again looked into those startled baby blues of hers.  It was the first time he'd gotten a good look at her eyes, and they were beautiful.  A dark, midnight blue, surrounded by black spikey lashes.  They were a contrast to her golden wavy hair.  He held her in place as he examined her features broodingly.  One hand now holding her chin as he turned her head to examine her properly.
    "Jesus, would you like to check my teeth while you're there?  I'm not a piece of meat to be examined.  Get off me you oaf," she snarled, kicking out at his chins.  He raised a brow and ignored her outburst as he continued cataloguing her features, amused despite himself.  She really was a little hellcat, spitting and sniping at him.  Training her could be