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kitten, it will take more than a shower to get me out of it.”
    His kisses were firm against her heated skin. All she could do was relinquish her body and succumb to the surreal feelings running up and down her spine.
    “Is it because…you’re a shifter?”
    “Partly so.” Dane slid his hand up her back and ran his fingers through her hair. He pressed his lips against her sensitive earlobes. “When I fuck a woman, I imprint on her. The coupling and exchange almost always leads to her feigning for more. Once my impression and scent leaves the woman, she’s no longer affected. Until then, her body is mine.”
    “How long does the imprint last?”
    “About a week. Longer, deepening on how frequent the sex occurs.”
    “Okay.” Trina swallowed. One week of her sanity was all she had to give up for sex one time with a very attractive shifter male. She’d cash the check, sign the dotted line, be his wife on paper for the duration of the agreement, and when it was all over she would go back to her ordinary life.
    “The imprinting occurs naturally during sex and there’s no way around it. Imprinting also wards other shifter males away.”
    “Well, you’ve done adequate background check on me to know that I have no boyfriend…let alone a shifter male friend.”
    Dane chuckled. “It wards more than just boyfriends away.”
    “Sounds like magic which I never knew existed,” she teased.
    “Let’s test it out, shall we?”
    His fingers expertly squeezed the clamp on her bra and dragged it downward under her shirt. He lifted her top over her head, threw it aside, and led her backward onto the chaise.
    “Perfect.”
    His breath was cool against her bare breasts. She felt them harden like thimbles as he palmed her right breast and proceeded to please her.
    “Dane…” She gasped at the feel of his tongue against her nipple.
    He shifted the pleasure between both breasts. Licking, sucking, and nipping until she was tender and arching into him. They had barely gotten started yet and she was already feigning for more. Her thighs were spread wide to accommodate him. She couldn’t help herself and she ground her center against his hardened rod. Something stirred deep inside her as he licked and tugged on her nipples. Deep moans escaped his throat sending vibrations across her chest.
    His lips began to move south. She pressed her palm against his chest. “Wait. We need a condom.”
    He parted from her slightly and the heat between them subsided little by little. “If you insist, but we don’t carry disease.”
    Apparently, Trina didn’t know a lot about shifters. They revealed only what they had to for the most part.
    “And what about pregnancy?” she asked.
    Dane grinned slightly. “I can smell the chemical imbalance of birth control pills in your system.”
    “You smell everything, don’t you?”
    “Even a lie,” he said. “By the way, your condoms won’t fit me.”
    Trina met his gaze. Was he for real or just being a macho man? “Show me.”
    “As you wish, kitten.”
    He left her on the chaise and began to undress. The first thing that left him was his shirt. He took his time undoing the buttons while his gaze remained fixed on her. His chest had not an inch of fat. Tattoos were strewn across his pectoral muscles and shoulders. There was a fine sheen of dark hair on his chest and a trail of it led down into his jeans. As he unzipped them, she licked her lips, her eyes honing in on every little detail about him.
    When his boxers and jeans dropped to the floor, she got confirmation of the truth of his statement. Even in a semi-erect state, he was thick and solid in girth and ample in length. Her pussy clenched in impatience and the need to have his big cock pounding into her gripped her.
    How long had it been since she’d been with a man? Over a month? Many asked her out on dates now and then. She’d never been one to deny herself something she wanted, yet she didn’t consider herself loose. Her recent