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Then her eyes darted from me to the door, and my heart quickened. Her entire body stiffened, and I felt my system react. When she lunged for the door like wounded prey, I was already there, my length twitching into awareness as her soft body collided with mine. I placed my hands on her back, keeping her from falling backward from the momentum of the collision. She didn't melt against me as she had before. This time, she pushed at me, like she was trying to break free from my grasp, twisting her body back and forth like that pitiful amount of effort could shake her free.

It wasn't enough to break my hold, but it was enough to bring my length to a harder stance.

I unzipped the front of the trousers, freeing myself from their tight confines as she continued to struggle against me. I grabbed her wrist and shoved her hand down against my length to give her a clear idea of where this was now going.

She gasped and glanced down, her entire body relaxing as a huge smile spread across her face.

"Oh yes! I mean no!" she said as she tensed her fingers and dug her little claws into the base of me. “Raaawr!”

Pleasure shot through me, heady and potent, as I pulled her hand away before she could do any damage and carried her back towards the small counter. I couldn't wait to take her to her own bed, where I could mount and mate her in the space that I protected, but this was the first sign she had given me that she was ready, and I wasn't going to miss a chance to seed her and saturate her with my scent. I lifted her up and put her rear up on the counter. This time, when I tried to step between her legs, she kept them shut, fighting me as I pushed them open with my hands, pushing her skirt back up even as she tried to pull it back down, wriggling like a fish. I grabbed the small fabric that covered her center and tore it from her. I tucked the ruinedfabric into my back pocket, then felt between her trembling thighs. She was slippery, her arousal not just a scent in the air.

She stiffened, her wild movements turning into soft shifts of her hips that followed the touch of my fingers as I caressed her there.

My instincts roared with an urgency, demanding that I take her now that she was lulled into complacency.

I grabbed myself with one hand, lining up my head with her hot, wet heat.

Her eyes popped open wide, and her mouth parted. She began struggling again, her hands pushing me away, her feet kicking like she was trying to get them back in between our bodies, but she couldn't; I had her pinned. I had to put a hand on her hips to get lined up again.

I thrust into her.

Her head tilted back as I sank into her heat, feeling the tightness grip around me, clutching at me with her wet, heavenly folds. She was beyond what I had imagined. I dragged out of her, thrusting back into her with a wet, hard smack as she let out a soft cry. I wrapped one arm around her back, bringing my hand up behind her head to cover her mouth so the noise would cause alarm. I pinned her against me, giving myself leverage as I drove into her, my hard rod sinking into her channel over and over again. She let out small cries into my hand as I took her hard, fast, until her heat was convulsing around me, her body shaking as her internal walls clutched at me over and over with the demands of her climax.

I sank into her and my seed erupted, filling her in hot, demanding spurts.

Someone knocked on the door.

I slowly removed my hand from her mouth, and she leaned her head against my chest, her body trembling against me.

"One moment," she called out in a horse voice.

My length twitched inside of her as I withdrew from her, and she let out a soft moan.

She looked up at me and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, before closing it with an uncertain look. I had researched human mating. I knew that what my kind needed and what hers needed were different, even if there were small overlaps. Just because I detailed my needs in a contract didn't mean I was going to ignore hers, once I figured out what they were. She hadn't put them in the contract. Until she was ready to tell me her needs, I would proceed with what she had agreed to.

The conversation I'd overheard with her friend made it clear she wasn't even aware I was claiming her space already, which was a relief. She hadn't been ignoring my invasion with the intention of rejecting me. She just didn't even know I was there. She still wouldn't know I was there if I hadn't driven away the other male.

I needed to make things easier for her, so she could decide to accept me on her terms.

"I'm already in your house," I said.

"Oh," she said, blushing and looking down. She looked back up at me through her eyelashes. "You are? Does that mean I need to try to drive you out of it?"

"Only if you want me to stay," I said.

Chapter

Three

LAMIA

"Ma'am, I just need you to sign here," the security contractor said as he held out the tablet for me to sign.

We stood in the front entryway to my house, and all I could feel was relief that this guy was leaving. He had been tromping all over, inside and out, checking every door and window, installing sensors. The entire system was connected to a small tablet that would mount on the wall next to my bed, removable so I could carry it around the house. It gave me access to the outside cameras as well as alerts for every sensor, showing which doors and windows were open and locked. The installation process had been extensive, but after talking it over with Porcha and meeting with the sales rep for the company she recommended, I had opted for their most expensive package. It took a chunk out of my bank account, but the memory of the way he had pounded the sense out of my sensibility in that bar bathroom lived rent-free in my mind.

If this is what it took to inflame him, I was going all in.

Even if it meant having to deal with a stranger tromping around my house, I knew it was a normal thing to have people come and work on things in the house, but I always hated it. It made my skin crawl to have strange men strolling around through my personal space.