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    need in his voice made her heart turn over.
    That’s when she felt his erection against her lower
    abdomen. She’d be lying to herself if she said it didn’t turn
    her on. Gabriela was glad she had the power to get him
    hot, but she knew it wasn’t because of his attraction to her.
    It was just biology and the mating heat she was putting off. It
    wasn’t real. “Owen, I’ve literal y just started my mating cycle.
    What you’re feeling is because of my pheromones. I need
    to leave—”
    “What I’m feeling has nothing to do with that and you
    know it,” he growled softly, his hold on her completely
    possessive.
    Uh, what? Maybe his brain was more rattled over the
    subtle scent of her heat that seemed to be growing stronger
    each second that ticked by. The cycle only happened once
    a year for jaguar shifters and usual y she just took a week
    off work and holed up in her condo in a desperate attempt
    to ease her sexual frustration. It had hit her a couple weeks
    early this year, on one of the plane rides home. She’d been
    able to contain her discomfort and sexual frustration but
    being around Owen was going to disrupt everything.
    Hugging him had definitely been a mistake. Any sort of
    touch with this big, very sexy male was stupid. Her body
    was tingling in raw awareness and she needed to get away
    from him now.“Owen—”
    His mouth was on hers before she could blink. She
    couldn’t breathe, could barely think as his tongue delved
    into her mouth.
    There were no teasing little strokes. This was hot and
    needy and very grown-up. None of the innocent kisses from
    when they were teenagers.
    Gabriela wanted to push him away. She real y meant to.
    When her hands slid away from his waist, they somehow
    wound around his neck instead of shoving at his chest like
    common sense told her to do.
    His hands were holding her in a very possessive manner.
    One was cupped against her behind, tugging her so that
    her hips were flush against his—like she needed the
    encouragement—and the other threaded through her hair
    as he cupped the back of her head.
    She was too physical y on edge to fight what he was
    offering. Lifting one leg, she wrapped it around his hip and
    began slowly grinding against him. Without any panties,
    she didn’t have much of a barrier against him and the
    rubbing sensation was deliciously erotic. She couldn’t
    believe what she was doing but she also didn’t have the
    strength to stop herself. It had been so long since she’d
    been with a man and to be held in Owen’s arms like this
    was too good to walk away from.
    She thought about blaming it on her mating heat but she
    wasn’t stupid. Right now, not just any man would do for her.
    She knew she was stupid for letting him kiss her and hold
    her like this but just once she wanted to feel what Owen had
    to offer. Then she could get him out of her system. And a
    tiny, very dark part of her hoped that when she walked away
    from him, it hurt him, too.
    Of course that would imply she meant something to him
    other than a warm female body. And she didn’t. To him, she
    was a feline and would never be good enough. He’d made
    that clear years ago.
    That thought was like someone throwing ice-cold water in
    her face. Jerking back, she tore her mouth away from his.
    His eyes reflected a raw primal desire that rendered her
    speechless and canceled out that coolness, injecting
    another shot of heat into her veins.
    Owen had never looked at her like that when they’d been
    teenagers. He’d wanted her physical y but this was
    different. The look in his eyes was al -consuming and a little
    terrifying. Before she could tel him they needed to stop, he
    was kneeling in front of her.
    He hit the hardwood floor so fast she didn’t realize what
    he was doing. Until he’d shoved her shirt up and his mouth
    was on her most sensitive area.
    The abrupt and intimate action of his tongue teasing that
    sensitive bundle of nerves made al thoughts of