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Taste him.

I hated my body’s betrayal, the way my nipples ached to be plucked and twisted painfully. I loathed the fact I’d already gathered a scent of my pussy juice slickening my thong, no doubt soaking my jeans.

Yet I was overwhelmed with yearning, the kind that soared through my body, blocking out every aspect of rational behavior. I fumbled until I managed to disengage the lock and the second I threw open the door, he stormed inside, refusing to take no for an answer.

“Tell me what happened,” Stone demanded, slamming the door behind him. The sight of him was larger than life, his usual dangerous demeanor even more so in his faded blue jeans and leather jacket. Even the stunning ink of his tattoos seemed to stand out more, personifying a man to be reckoned with. He took a step closer until we were mere inches away, his chest rising and falling.

There would be no denying this man.

This… beast.

A moment of rational thought settled in, the rebellion that had kept me strong my entire life. My instinct was screaming over and over again that Stone was dangerous. I did everything I could to block out the longing, gritting my teeth.

“Nothing for you to worry about. I can handle my own life.” The look on his face was predatory, screaming of possession. I was pulled into a moment of darkness of his making, the connection we shared unbridled.

As if we were mates.

As if I belonged to him.

“You will not lie to me, Vanessa. I will know every single time you lie, and you won’t like the consequences if you do.” He glared at the gun, his nostrils flaring. “What. The. Fuck?”

“Just some asshole attempting to scare me. Nothing more.” I moved to the coffee table, easing the gun onto the glass. I was still shaking, his presence more troubling than I could dare admit.

His breathing ragged, when he spoke his command was more demanding than ever. “You will tell me who and I will hunt him down.”

“Jesus Christ, Stone. You’re not my hired gun, thank you very much.” I folded my arms, taking cautious steps toward him.

He shook his head once, his entire body tense. “Tell me.”

“I don’t have to tell you a damn thing.” The flash of anger in his eyes created instant tension.

“I hear you almost got yourself killed by those men in the bar.”

“Funny how you know what happened.”

He hesitated, huffing as he looked away. “I have friends in the police department.”

“Do you mean the officers who rushed to the scene or the detective that was here just a few minutes ago questioning me?” I studied his reaction as he clenched his jaw.

“As I said, I know people.”

“I just bet you do.”

I’d riled him even more, his chest heaving. I maintained my ground, refusing to allow him to challenge me. He had no right.

You’re a fool. He can protect you.

The voice inside my head was already pissing me off.

“You don’t want to fuck with that kind of a man, Vanessa.”

“What kind is that exactly?”

He inched closer, shaking his head. “Goddamn it. What are you doing in Denver, Vanessa?”

“I already told you, I accepted a position with a firm in town. Is that okay with you?” I hated fighting with him. I loathed even feeling the need. He wasn’t my enemy.

“You told me nothing. As a matter of fact, you refused to even mention the name of the company you’re working for.”

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