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Another stroke and then his finger was sinking slowly into her channel.

“Open up, kitten.”

The command was accompanied by a little nudge, and she realized that he was urging her thighs apart. She widened her stance and his finger slid deeper as he growled his approval.

“Yes, just like that. You’re going to be so good for me, aren’t you?”

He pressed a kiss to her neck, a tiny sucking kiss, and then another, and then she felt the faint scrape of his fangs and tilted her head to allow him better access.

“So sweet and wet and eager for me.”

She started to respond, but then his finger sank deeper and she couldn’t think, let alone speak. All she could do was whimper, and he growled with satisfaction, his finger finding a spot that made her see stars. She rocked against his hand as his finger stroked that sweet spot again and again until she was gasping, her head thrown back, and her world narrowed to that one spot.

“That’s right, kitten. Show me how much you like it.”

His voice urged her on and she couldn’t resist, meeting each thrust of his finger until pleasure crashed through her body. He held her through the storm, whispering praise until her body finally settled back into her bones.

He gave her one last caress, sliding his finger through her drenched folds before he let her go and stepped back. She sagged against the desk, staring at him as he raised his hand, his finger still slick with her juices, and licked it clean.

“Delicious.”

She was still too stunned to speak and his face softened as he cupped her cheek.

“I think that’s enough for tonight.”

The red sparks still flickered in his eyes, and when she glanced down he was just as erect as he’d been earlier.

“B-but what about you?”

His face softened even further.

“Sweet little kitten. Not tonight. Come on. I’ll walk you back to the inn.”

She nodded mutely and followed him back downstairs. He buttoned her into her navy velvet coat, then took her hand. He held it until they reached the front porch of the inn.

“We’re closed tomorrow for the Winter Festival. Most of the town will be there.”

“That’s what Alison said.” Her voice sounded strange and rusty.

“I want to take you.”

Once again it was somewhere between a command and a question, and once again she nodded.

“All right.”

“I’ll come for you around two.”

She nodded again, and he stroked his thumb over her pulse.

“Go to bed, kitten. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He bent down and brushed cool lips across hers, then sent her into the inn with a pat on her ass. She walked up the stairs to her room, her head still reeling. She undressed automatically, pausing when she pulled off her damp panties.

“Shit,” she muttered weakly, collapsing onto the bed. “What am I doing?”

She didn’t have an answer. All she knew was that she couldn’t wait to do it again.

CHAPTER 13

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