Page 39 of Hunt Me Down


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Bears were pretty easygoing, unless you got between them and a meal.

But white tigers were the rarest of the shifter breeds. Bloodthirsty. Relentless. Incredibly powerful.

Perfect.Yes, the more she thought about it, the more perfect Jude became for her.

He can match me. I won’t hurt him.

Maybe she should be afraid. When she’d seen him in tiger form, perhaps she should have been scared. He could rip her body open with a swipe of his claws. Use those razor-sharp teeth on her.

But she wasn’t afraid.

Seeing his power and his strength—no,she didn’t fear him at all.

But she did want him.

Jude kicked the door closed. Water dripped from his hair and trailed over his face. “Yeah, I caught his stench.” He flipped the locks into place.

Her breath jerked out. If he’d caught the scent, it had only been because the bastard out therelethim catch the smell. She knew the other shifter could manage to control his scent. He’d sure masked the scent before.

But for the stalker to come after her like this...two nights in a row.He’d never come after her so quickly before. Not back to back.

“He got away,thistime.”

He was good at getting away, every time. “Did you see him?”

A shake of his head sent water droplets flying. “He was too fast. Don’t know what beast that asshole carries, but he’sfast.”

And strong.

And out there, waiting in the darkness. Planning his next move.

Why wouldn’t he just leave her alone?

“You’re mine, Erin. Blood, bones, and beast—all mine.”Words he’d spoken to her that terrible night. Growled in the darkness. Erin shook her head, trying to drive the voice from her mind.

“You okay?”

She licked her lips. Stared at him.You’re mine.The asshole’s voice rang in her head. His? The hell she was. The towel dangled in her hand.

Blue eyes glowing with need swept over her body. Jude wanted her.

She wanted him. Why fight it anymore? She wouldn’t hurt him.

He couldn’t hurt her.

Her heart shoved against her chest. She dropped the towel and went straight to him.

“Erin, what are you?—”

She stood up on her toes and grabbed the back of his head, sinking her fingers into that wet mane and pulling his mouth down to hers. Then she kissed him. Mouth open, tongue seeking, hunger pounding through her.

His cock pushed against her. The shift and rain hadn’t done a thing to cool his arousal. His dick was long and thick, straining, and she rubbed against him.

Tonight, she’d get wild.

A growl rumbled in his throat. His tongue swiped against hers, and his hands wrapped around her. Big and strong.

Her nipples tightened into stiff points. Her panties grew damp. And Erin knew she needed a bed.

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