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Ava’s spine had nothing to do with fear.
    “You told me to come.”
    Landon straightened, as though suddenly recalling his less than human posture, but his new stance was no less threatening. He took a step toward her then stopped, feet braced, glowering down at her. “I don’t remember telling you anything like that.”
    Ava wet her lips and his eyes tracked the movement. “You did,” she insisted.
    There was no question that she was in heat. The feline had taken over entirely or she would never be able to say what she was about to say without stammering, blushing and collapsing in a mortified heap. Ava cleared her throat. She wasn’t going to say this twice. She tipped back her chin, looking straight into his eyes.
    “You told me to come to you if I needed to be fucked.”
    He didn’t react beyond the almost imperceptible stiffening of the muscles across his shoulders. For what felt like an eternity, he gave no response, watching her with heated green-gold eyes that revealed nothing.
    Ava held herself perfectly still under his gaze, afraid if she moved the moment would shatter and he would toss her out on her ass. She flinched when he took a step toward her, startled to have the statue resolve itself once more into a man. Another step and he stood directly in front of her, separated by mere inches but careful not to touch.
    “I did say that, didn’t I?” he mused, husky and low.
    Ava caught her breath and held it, her eyes falling closed as he leaned in until his face hovered over the curve of her neck. He inhaled deeply and Ava felt herself mimic the action without conscious direction from her brain. The scent of him hit her nostrils and shot straight to her clit. A gush of fluid drenched her thong and Ava gasped, breathless again, sucking in another lungful of him.
    “Do you know what you’re doing?”
    She couldn’t answer. Did she? How would she even know? She’d forfeited brain function in favor of sensation the second she walked in the room and now he wanted her to contemplate the repercussions of her actions? Impossible.
    Ava nodded, eyes still closed, praying that was the right answer, the answer that would make him touch her.
    “Good.”
    When he did touch her, it wasn’t where she wanted it. Where she needed it. His hand closed like a shackle around her wrist. He touched her only there, and with the cool brush of his breath blowing against the side of her neck. His thumb rubbed a small, rhythmic circle against the pulse-point on her inner wrist and Ava felt her entire being narrow to that point.
    She wanted to leap on him, tearing both of their remaining clothes off. Knock his feet out from under him and beat him to the ground. She wanted him fast and rough and hot, but she stood motionless, hypnotized by his stillness, captivated by his unyielding control. Helpless to hurry him, she let herself feel.
    The hand circling her wrist was impossibly warm, the air he blew against her skin icy cool. He was firm but gentle. The patience of his current stillness refuted the frenzied wildness that had been in his eyes when she walked in, but she knew it was still there, lurking just below the surface, waiting for him to lose the battle with the beast. Ava couldn’t wait.
    She opened her eyes. He was still bent over her, inhaling her scent, his muscular chest right in front of her face.
    Ava leaned forward and bit him right above his nipple. Her human teeth sank into his skin, hard enough to leave a mark, but not hard enough to make him bleed. Landon hissed and snarled, spinning her away from him to break her hold. Ava released him with a wicked little laugh. He jerked her back against him, her back to his front, one arm a tight band across her bare stomach as the other still caged her wrist. The stiff fabric covering his erection pressed into the small of her back. Ava leaned back against him, rubbing sinuously.
    “You’re a feisty one, aren’t you?” he growled, his breath stirring her hair.
    “What