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this?”
    She stared at him, refusing to answer, refusing to tell him she was craving it.
    “Maybe I’ll fuck his name out of you.”
    He knelt between her legs again, his fingers delving into the slick wetness between her legs, stroking it up and over her. “Baby, you are definitely in need, aren’t you?”
    Then he moved over her.
    With one hand planted in the bed next to her upstretched arms, his other wrapped around his cock, he hovered above her, dominating and controlling every moment, every touch. She heard him suck in his own breath as he guided his cock to poise at her entrance. He teased her, rubbing the head up to her clit and back again. She writhed, pleading with her body, offering herself in silent invitation. Take me. Please take me.
    She gasped as he settled down over her, his movements stilling as he brushed the hair back from her face and nuzzled her neck.
    “Tell me,” he whispered in her ear.
    “Please,” she begged.
    “Tell me, and I’ll be gentle.” His voice cajoling and coaxing.
    Wolf knew how to sweet-talk his way into her pussy and her heart. But she also knew he didn’t want her to give in. Not really. So she did the only thing she could. She shook her head.
    He lifted his head to stare down at her a long moment, and she could see the look in his eyes, he practically willed her to obey. When she kept her mouth firmly shut, he grinned and lifted back, settling on his knees between her legs.
    “Rough it is, then.”
    Grabbing her behind her knees he pushed her legs up, pinning them up to the bed, and she caught her breath. He stared down at her, his cock lined up with her entrance.
    “Last chance, kitten.”
    She could see the heat glittering in his eyes, the feral savage need to take.
    When she stayed quiet, he paused one last moment before he plowed into her in one savage thrust. She gasped as he planted himself to the hilt and held himself there, rock hard. They stared at each other as he pulled out and slammed back into her, his hips bruising her thighs. He began his pounding assault, slow at first, and then faster with more power. She watched as a sheen of sweat formed on his skin as his muscles flexed with every driving roll of his hips as he thrust into her again and again. He was like a fierce sleek animal dominating her into submission.
    She felt her traitorous body relenting, welcoming him with a new flood of lubrication. She couldn’t stop herself as her inner muscles clenched down in its own pulsing cadence. She could see he felt it too, and for a moment she thought he’d break, but then she watched him clench his teeth struggling to regain his unyielding control.
    Mastering it, he changed his pace, sliding deep in a slow torturous drive she was sure was designed to send her spiraling past any limit she tried to hold on to.
    Her hands itched to feel his skin, to stroke his muscles, to touch the light sheen of sweat she could see at his temple. The handcuffs rattled as she tugged involuntarily at her restraints, and her inner muscles clamped down on him, touching him the only way she could, the only way she had left.
    “Uh-uh, sweetheart. Don’t think you can control this, control me.”
    “I’m not, I—”, she broke off, overwhelmed with surging need. “Please.”
    Leaning over her, he gripped a handful of her hair, his mouth coming down on hers while he continued his brutal relentless onslaught until the need for oxygen took precedence. He broke free and dipped his head, his eyes going to where they were joined.
    Oh, God, could there be anything better?
    She loved everything about the way he was with her, the way he let that animal inside him out when they were together, turning all dominate; an alpha taking its mate. His name was so appropriate. He was a wolf. And tonight, he was her wolf.
    It didn’t matter that he wasn’t supposed to be here. It didn’t matter what anyone else thought of their crazy relationship. All that mattered was having each other, and the