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    She backed out of the parking lot and drove to the house. She was sure Alex wouldn’t mind. He’d probably help out if she told him what she was about to do. Now she needed to find a room that suited her purpose. She was grateful she’d spent so much time helping Rory with his construction business. Every bit of knowledge she’d gained was going to come in handy.

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    That night, Nikolai materialized next to the bed of the she-wolf he’d rescued after scanning first to make sure she was asleep. Fascination was quickly becoming an obsession. It was increasingly difficult to stay away from his wolf.
    Just the mere thought of her essence was enough to cause his fangs to throb. He wanted to devour her, to gorge himself in her feminine cream, and then satiate himself with her blood.
    Every night he came to see her, sometimes more than once. With each visit, he pushed the limits of his control. Merging deeply with her mind, he would psychically stroke and caress her body, arousing her mercilessly. He couldn’t seem to help himself. Every time she was close to the edge, her wolf took control. She’d start to shift, and he’d have to leave.
    While the blood bond he’d formed with her gave him some control over her mind, he couldn’t control her beast. It was too strong.
    Nikolai psychically pulled down the bedsheet, baring her naked body to his view.
    Though he’d scrutinized her thoroughly many times before, he still could not determine what fascinated him so.
    There was something different about her tonight. Something wrong.
    He expanded his senses until he found the source of the problem. There was a faint metallic scent of medicine emanating from her body. With their mental link engaged, he searched deep. Whatever she took, it didn’t hinder his ability to connect with her subconscious mind, but it rendered her beast defenseless.
    A wicked smile slowly crossed Nikolai’s face.
    Her beast sensed him and tried to stir, but the medication was too powerful. It knew he was there but couldn’t do a thing about it. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, he took advantage of the opportunity Shannon had unknowingly provided him with.
    Using phantom fingers, he gently stroked the brow of her eye, gliding his hand down her cheek. Her full lips parted beneath his touch. He ignored her obvious invitation in favor of exploring elsewhere. His fingernail ghosted down her neck, causing her to arch in response. Goose bumps pebbled her flesh.
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    He continued his exploration to her ample breasts. Her flesh cried out to him, demanding that he cease with the mind games and touch her for real. For a second, he considered giving in to temptation.
    He toyed with her breasts, and her nipples puckered. Using his mind, he played her body like a master musician, touching her all over simultaneously. Multiple mouths suckled on her nipples and between her legs while ghostly hands stroked and caressed the rest of her body. He kept a firm grip on her mind, having no fear she would awaken and catch him toying with her.
    Her body began to undulate. She opened completely to him, legs spread wide as her fingers gripped the sheet. Her heartbeat raced. The heat of her excitement caused her blood to cry out to him, begging him to taste it.
    His beast stirred as bloodlust rose. His gaze traveled over her, noting every detail: the rapid rise and fall of her chest; her tightly puckered nipples; the rosy flush of her skin as the blood rushed through her veins and arteries; the glistening red curls covering her mound.
    Her swollen clit begged to be touched. He could see the clutch and release of vaginal muscles as invisible fingers thrust relentlessly in and out of her foaming pussy.
    The more he stared, the more he hungered. A taste, temptation whispered, just a nibble. What can it hurt?
    Yes, he thought, just one small taste. Maybe if he tasted her this one time, he could discover just what her hold over him was.
    He planted a