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the bed as he undressed her. The buttons flew apart under his hands and he broke the kiss, only to follow the progress of his clever fingers, kissing his way down her body. The bra had a front closure and he undid it with his teeth. A growl and a nip later and her aching breasts were bared to his gaze, and his hungry mouth.
    She whimpered and squirmed as the dual forces of Keith’s mouth and the magic that arose so naturally between them lit fires inside that she never wanted doused. Her skin was alive with the magic only he could bring and her body needed—desperately needed —him. Only him.
    She grew too impatient to wait. Her fingers fumbled with the closure of her skirt and the pantyhose she’d worn beneath. He let her do as she wished as long as she allowed him freedom to kiss her wherever and whenever he felt like it. He helped occasionally, tugging the fabric away when she got stuck. Between them, they managed to get her mostly naked except for her panties.
    She was breathless and more than ready. All he’d done was kiss and fondle her and she was panting for him. She needed to be filled. Never before had she been so attuned to a lover and she feared she never would be again.
    “Keith,” she pleaded with him to get a move on but he wouldn’t be rushed.
    He took his time kissing her breasts, nibbling her nipples and arousing her with the brush of his shifter magic over every inch of her body. He worked his way downward, pausing only to push her panties down over her hips.
    Finally. She lifted to assist him in removing the fabric. She wanted it gone. She didn’t want anything between her skin and his. She wanted him with a desperation unlike anything she’d ever felt before.
    “Give it to me now, Keith,” she begged. “I don’t want to wait.” Her voice sounded ragged to her own ears.
    “You will wait, kitten.” The denial was voiced in a gentle tone that felt a stroke of velvet over her senses. “I need to know what you taste like. Remember?” He paused to send her a devilish wink and she suddenly recalled the conversation they’d had at dinner about how cat shifters identified their perfect mates.
    He’d said they tasted it. What she hadn’t connected at the time that he meant this particular kind of tasting. She didn’t argue as he spread her legs and took a seat between them. Moving downward over the slight swell of her belly, he placed nibbling kisses over her skin. His fingers parted her as his mouth zeroed in on the most sensitive spot on her body.
    The first swipe of his tongue over her clit sent her into orbit. He held her through the small orgasm and it wasn’t long before the steady pressure and rhythm of his tongue had her climbing the peak once again. But he didn’t let her climax again. He held her on the edge as his velvety tongue moved lower, into the cream that waited, already gushing for him.
    He pushed inward, mimicking what he would do later with his cock and she nearly wept as the magic sparked again, this time inside her core. It was unbearable and addictive. She wanted the feeling to go on and on and on.
    But he left her empty a moment later.
    “Shifters don’t carry STDs but I’ll wear a condom if you want me to. Of course, I’ll have to find one first.” He gave her a rueful grin as he moved up her body so that he could meet her gaze.
    She thought about it for a moment. “I can’t get pregnant right now. Mages have ways to control that.”
    She felt her cheeks flush with heat, discussing such intimate matters with a man she’d only just met. But it felt like she’d been waiting for Keith all her life. He was something special. And if the magic continued to flow between their skin when they touched, she didn’t want anything separating them. Not even a condom.
    “Then we’re good to go?” He seemed as eager as she was.
    “As soon as we get rid of those boxers.”
    “Oh.” Incredibly, his cheeks flushed. “I almost forgot.” He shucked his boxers as she