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"Cristo" He reached to grasp her ar her up his body to claim her lips with a force just short of pain "I throw in the towel, cara," he growled, his accent thick "I can bear no"Shouldn’t a king be able…" Her eyes widened with shock as Salvatore reached to jerk down his boxers, and with one s his hips to pierce her da his hands up her back, Salvatore sucked the tip of her breast between his lips, relishing her low love around hi him tremble with the effort to wait until she was accustoood," he rasped "Rideher hands on his chest, she lifted her hips, drawing hi hiripping her hips as he waged war against his looasm

Dammit He was famed for his sta his own release But never before had sex called to both the athered on his brow as he concentrated on the uarded, flushed with passion, and her eyes dilated as she quickened her pace

His hips lifted tothe air as her fingernails bit into his chest, drawing blood

The air was scented with her arousal, her slender body bowing above him as she tipped back her head and lost herself in the pleasure

"Salvatore," she cried softly, a frantic edge in her voice as her clio"

"I…" She rip on her hips, pu deep into her with a relentless tempo "More"

"Asthe back of her head and tugging her down so he could kiss her with savage pleasure

Their tongues tangled, their bodiesdesperation Then, just when Salvatore feared he was going to explode, he felt Harley stiffen, her cry of coers in her satin hair as her cli upward as he unleashed his passion in a flurry of unrestrained hunger

His wolf howled in satisfaction as his orgas through his entire body

His

His woman His mate

The other half of hi a curse as he realized just how deeply he’d slept

Not entirely unexpected He’d been forced to burn through his energy at a dangerous pace while he was injured His body demanded the time necessary to recover Even if it left him vulnerable

Instinctively his ar to risk his own neck, and quite another to risk hishands found nothing but ruishher s froed on jeans and a white T-shirt as he noted the khaki shorts and shirt he’d stolen for Harley wereon the running shoes and shoving his hands through his tangled hair "When I get my hands on her, I’ll…" Salvatore stiffened as the scent of cur tainted the air "Shit"

Gathering the gun and dagger left on the nightstand, Salvatore cautiously slid fro the late afternoon shadows as he inched around the hotel to study the nearly e lot

Two aunt huly face The other was a young cur with clipped brown hair and the ht lifter

"A blonde, you said?" the huave an i with a dark-hairedfor a bribe, the o on"

The cur bunched his muscles, predictably oblivious to the hints Curs didn’t do subtle

"Don’t jerk et in this hillbilly hellhole?"

Stiffening, the s into the Dumpster and headed for the "

With a lol, the cur had rab his shirt and lift hiround

"And maybe you should answer my question before I rip out your throat"

"Jesus Christ, what the hell’s up with your eyes?"

Muttering a curse, Salvatore was crossing the parking lot What rong with the stupid cur?

The first rule in the demon world was to always avoid the attention of mortals Those who flaunted that particular laould soon find the Commission could devise punish forith blinding speed, Salvatore clubbed the cur on the back of the head, cal over his unconscious for, but you looked like you could use some help," he drawled

The hu "Who are you?"

"Theyour throat ripped out"

With a shudder thenot right with hi afrom St Louis," Salvatore smoothly lied