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Hooking her leg around his hip, Hazel shifted her pelvis into Drake’s. His cock slipped under the front hem of her a black slip to press insistently against her satin-clad cunt. The breath left her in a rush when the head pressed her clit and danced around it as they moved against each other.
“Sonofabitch!” Hazel’s muscles contracted when a swift, but incredibly intense orgasm seized her. She wanted to scream, wanted to thrash wildly and shriek at the top of her lungs. Instead, she fastened her mouth at the juncture of Drake’s neck and shoulder and bit. Hard.
His grunt followed, but instead of pushing her away, he pulled her more tightly to him, gripping her hair painfully. His hips thrust into her belly, then he shifted so that his cock slipped between her legs, rubbing her clit insistently with every stroke he made.
Over and over, Drake plunged between her legs, his arm tightening around her head. His cock pulsed and twitched. When another orgasm exploded over her, Hazel felt something warm trickle down her leg and she realized he’d come with her, on her. He marked her with his scent as if to stake a claim on her.
They stood there a moment longer before Drake pulled away from her slightly. Kneeling before her, he lowered his head between her thighs and licked the damp flesh there, cleaning her, yet using no soap or water. Hazel suspected he meant to make her comfortable without removing his scent. He looked up at her, a puzzled expression on his face. Then, shaking his head, he stood and took her hand, leading her into the night without another word.
Chapter Four
Hazel’s head spun. What had sheactuallydone? She had turned Drake into a dog, but she got the feeling there was more to it than that.
Drake never let go of her hand as they made their way back to their building, always keeping to the shadows. Morning traffic was beginning to pick up, and they were still several blocks away. When they hid under a bridge while a line of cars crossed, Hazel had time to really look him over. The light was still dim, but she could make out the powerful, chiseled contours of his body.
She had never seen a man to match him. Muscles played across his back as he crouched low to the ground, watching the early morning commuters and occasionally glancing at the lightening sky.
“If we don’t hurry, we’re going to be seen by everyone.” Drake was clearly upset, if his grumbling was any indication. Of course, Hazel couldn’t blame him. Sexy as he was, she still suspected he was uncomfortable with his state of undress. Not to mention the fact that she was an escapee from the county jail.
“If you had clothes on, I seriously doubt anyone would notice us.”
Drake turned to her. Yep, he was agitated. With her, at the moment. Hazel cringed when he looked at her.
“You saw me shift the first time. My clothes shredded. I can’t transform into my wolf self and keep my clothes.”
“But -- butItransformed you. I was trying to cast a spell on myself, and I somehow turned you into a dog.”
“Wolf, Hazel. I’m a werewolf. I’m not a weredog.”
“Whatever.” Hazel shrugged. “Do you mean you can turn into a dog --”
“Wolf.”
“Err, wolf, whenever you want to?”
Drake smiled. “It’s not exactly that simple, but yes.”
“But how --”
“Can we not do thisnow, Hazel? I’m naked, it’s almost daylight, and you’re a fugitive from justice. There are more important things to think about at the moment.”
“Sorry.” Hazel thought for a moment while Drake resumed his watch, presumably looking for a lull in the traffic so they could make a break for it. “By the way, how are we going to cover my jail break?”
Drake turned back to Hazel and grinned. “Don’t worry. I’ll think of something.”
When the road was deserted once more, Drake took Hazel’s hand and continued on. In the morning light, he seemed like a mythical creature. The erection he sported reinforced that thought. His cock was as huge as the rest of him. And, oh, what a creature it was! Hazel might be a technical virgin, but she’d seen enough to know that Drake sported a monster between his legs. It was hard for her to concentrate on where she was going because all she could do was stare at him. His cock, when she could, his ass, his broad back, rippling with muscles… he was simply scrumptious!
His whole body was alert. He seemed to be more aware of his surroundings than the average person. He sniffed the breeze several times and he even cocked his head a time or two, listening to something she couldn’t hear.
Oh. My.Gawd! The man was apooch! He reallywasa dog, err, wolf, err, canine. Whatever.
The point was he wasn’t exactly human.
But did she honestly care?
She’d figure that out later. Right now, there wasn’t much shecouldfigure out other than how much her fingers itched to play grab-ass with those tight buns of his. She wondered how much that would affect his concentration.
The route he led her through the town was winding and always in the shadows but eventually led back to their apartment building. The sky was lightening to early dawn by the time they entered his apartment via the fire escape, and Hazel was beginning to droop. Even her surge of lust couldn’t be sustained through her fatigue.
