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“It’s different as a human,” he said.

“Are you nervous?”

“Little bit.”

I led him over to the bed and sat beside him. “Listen, you know what to do with a woman. And you don’t have your tail, but I have a feeling that you might still have the same concerns about having to warm me up for the main event.”

He glanced down. “Possibly.”

“You’re fucking cute.” I pecked his cheek. “But let me give you a little guidance.” I climbed into his lap. “The last thing I want right now is cute. I want you to fuck me like the beast I know you are. Can you do that, Lars?”

The next thing I knew I was on my back on the mattress. Only for a moment, as he balled the denim of my shorts in his hand, lifting my hips off the bed. The fabric tore away, and he tossed it aside.

Oh, damn.

That purr turned into a growl as he pushed my tank top down, exposing the lace of my bra. His tongue was on the edge of the lace, and my nipples tightened. I moaned, a plea for him to lower those lips and take the sensitive nubs into his mouth.

His hand slid up to my throat. Sasquatch Lars had been willing to play, but there was something much more primal about him in his human form. Something that needed to be taken seriously and fight for dominance when his friends had protected him and his enemies hadn’t taken him seriously.

I was here for it.

I could be the person who made him feel that way. And I could still play with him. It would just be different when he was like this. I wriggled under his grip, daring him to tighten it. I got a growl in response. His lips were on my skin, and the vibration reverberated through my body at such a frequency I thought it would be enough to make me come. Moon knew he had me soaking wet with anticipation of what came next…

I’d worried that I’d be disappointed with him as a human, and everything about him was totally unexpected.

With his other hand he lowered the lace. My nipples turned to stone on contact with the hot night air. He took his sweet time, lavishing attention on one breast, playing with the piercing, that hand sliding away from my throat down to the other boob. He lifted his head, gazing at me.

“Once I have you all to myself, I’m going to spend a day tracing every single one of these tattoos.” He ran his finger so gently over the edge of one. “I’m gonna do it until I memorize all of them.”

I swallowed hard. “You can do it tonight.”

He shook his head. “Don’t have the patience. The scent of your arousal—” the R came out as a pure growl “—is making me crazy.”

“What are you gonna do about it?”

“I’m gonna fuck you until you scream loud enough that those hunters run for their lives.”

“Promise?”

“I do.”

“What are you waiting for?”

Lars grabbed a handful of my fishnets, ripping them to shreds.Yes.He pushed my panties down my thighs, no longer waiting for anything, and I wriggled the rest of the way out of them. Another one of those growls vibrated from deep in his throat as he pushed my legs apart.

“I want to feel it.” I could barely get the words out.

“What do you want to feel?”

“You do that…make that noise…against my…” I didn’t even finish saying before his lips were on me. He licked the length of my sex, and his body vibrated somewhere between a purr and a growl. It was a whole new noise and it sent lava flowing through my veins.

His mouth was on my clit. It throbbed as he swirled his tongue around it slowly, just like he’d promised with my tattoos. He was memorizing how my body reacted to his touch.

I clenched handfuls of the comforter as my hips came up off the bed. That purr-growl intensified, and I let go with a scream.

I squeezed my eyes closed, and all I could picture was Lars in his natural form.

But he was human. Achingly beautiful, misunderstood, and human. As I trembled from my orgasm, he rose to his feet, his big fingers trembling as he tried to undo the buttons of his shirt. I wanted to help him, but my bones were jelly.

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