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She did this to him.

Every damned time a confrontation rose between them, every damned time they began striking sparks off each other, his cock hardened like iron and his senses became consumed with the need to touch her, to taste her.

They were combustible, he’d always known that. Last night had only proven it.

“I believe I did far more than just stomach it,” Falcon spoke from behind Raeg, a curious, waiting sound in his voice, almost a question. “I was only awaiting an invitation for more.” He sighed heavily. “Instead, I see you’ve managed to anger Summer yet again. How did you manage it this time?

Raeg wasn’t certain what had flashed in her eyes—a vulnerability? A flash of pain? Secrets, to be sure.

Her secrets made him crazy. There were always hints of them, shadows of them, but learning them was next to impossible.

“An invitation?” she directed the furious question to Falcon. “You wanted an invitation

? People in hell want ice water. Your chances are about as good as theirs.” Her gaze shot back to Raeg, filled with anger and disdain. And that damned shadow of pain.

She was hurt far worse than he’d suspected, and God knew he hadn’t meant for that to happen.

“I’m not stupid enough to wait for a fucking invitation,” Raeg growled, sliding one arm around her waist and jerking her against him.

He didn’t give her a chance to curse him, to think, or to consider a damned thing. Swiftly lowering his head, his lips covered hers, parted them and tasted the fiery sweetness of a kiss he couldn’t seem to get enough of.

Like setting a match to gasoline.

* * *

She should be kicking his ass out of her house, off her property, out of Georgia.

Summer whimpered. Her inability to resist Raeg’s touch, Raeg’s kiss, and the dark dominance that filled him, shocked her. It shouldn’t be like this. She had never had a problem resisting any man when she wanted to. There hadn’t been a kiss or a touch she couldn’t deny no matter the circumstances, until Raeg and Falcon.

Now, she ached, she burned for them, even when she wanted to hit Raeg over the head with a frying pan.

Her fingers clenched in the material of his shirt as she felt her knees weakening, her senses clouding with need as her body sensitized, preparing for the overwhelming pleasure she’d experienced the night before.

Another whimper left her lips as he cradled the side of her face with one hand, holding her in place while his kiss ravaged her senses. One arm moved around her hips, pulling her against him, the hard length of his erection pressing against her lower stomach.

She tightened her hold on his shoulders as his kiss tormented her. His tongue forged past her lips, licked, stroked, feeding from her need as she felt his hunger burning out of control. Releasing the material of the shirt that covered his arms, she moved her hands to his chest, tearing at the buttons, desperate to touch him. She needed to touch him, feel the warmth and heat of his body.

Fabric tore, the sound barely penetrating the dazed lust that had her shuddering with hunger as his groan urged her on.

Pushing the material apart, she let her hands stroke down his chest, feeling the rasp of his chest hair against her palms, the heavy beat of his heart, the heat of his flesh. Stroking lower, she encountered the band of his jeans and the wide leather belt cinching his hips.

She wanted more of him, wanted to stake her own claim on his senses just as he’d staked his on hers.

Struggling to release his belt, she tore at the leather, then the metal buttons until the denim parted and she could free the hard length of his cock.

“Damn, Summer.” His head jerked back from his possession of her lips, dragging in a hard breath as the groan escaped his throat. Thick and hot, heavy veins pulsed beneath silky flesh. Iron hard and powerful, the memory of the pleasure he could give her had her stomach clenching, her womb flexing, as silky heat spilled to the sensitive folds between her thighs.

Staring up at him in dazed hunger, Summer licked her lips slowly and, as he watched, his gold and brown gaze gleaming with lust, went slowly to her knees.

Raeg gripped the base of his cock in one hand, his expression turning fierce as he slid the fingers of the other into the hair at the top of her head. Raeg didn’t intend to wait for her to take possession of him either. The second she was on her knees, she found her mouth filled with his wide, flared crest as it pushed past her lips.

“Ah fuck!” he cursed, his thighs tightening beneath her palms as she braced herself against him, his gaze darkening, flaring with savage lust now. “How fucking pretty. I’ve dreamed of fucking your mouth.”

The earthy male taste of his cock infused with a hint of a storm, intoxicated her senses.

She could feel Falcon watching them, hear the subtle sounds of him undressing, and it only pushed her arousal higher, the feeling of drugged lust deepening.

Raeg’s fingers tightened in her hair, the little sting of sensation against her scalp as he thrust between her lips, dragging a muffled cry from her throat. And she only wanted more.

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