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a
stroke while watching her stalk towards him.
    “ Top drawer,” she said, and
her throaty voice sent a chill down his spine.
    “ Not yet, luv. We’ve a long
way to go before that.”
    “ I’m drunk and
horny.”
    “ Exactly. So ya need to
come. But ye’re wearing too many clothes. So why don’t ya remedy
that, and I’ll take care of ya.”
    She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing
lace-clad breasts that would fit perfectly in his hands. At least,
he thought so. If she’d come closer, he’d know for sure. “That’s a
start.”
    “ A start?” She laughed,
shucking the black shirt, trailing her fingers down over her body,
and then flicking open the button at her waist. She shimmied out of
her pants, dropping them on the floor.
    “ Shite. Don’t stop there,
luv.” He swiveled to sit up, widening his knees so she could step
between them. Liam feathered kisses across her tight stomach,
enjoying the quiver of the muscles under his rough fingers. A quiet
whimper escaped her when his lips pressed to her mound. “Shh. Let
me taste ya.”
    He lost himself in sensation: the
sweet taste of her skin, her quiet mewls, the way her knees buckled
when he slid a finger into her wetness. The pervasive scent of fig
blossoms filled his nose. He didn’t care that he was imagining it.
For one night, he could almost feel Caitlin, reach out and touch
her skin, hear her laugh, see the silver flecks dancing in her
eyes.
    Laying her down, he raked his gaze
over her pale curves. A tight, pink nipple beckoned, and he swirled
his tongue around the bud. “Ya taste like honey, luv. And I’ve a
sweet tooth.”
    Her back arched, and he slid an arm
under her, holding her close as he nibbled at her throat, up to her
ear. At her moan, he reached down and massaged the sensitive bundle
of nerves nestled in her slick folds, and she flew apart, hoarse
cries and shudders wracking her slight body.
    He held himself over her, watching her
come down from the first of several orgasms he planned on giving
her that night. The idea of only taking, of stealing his release at
the expense of hers, didn’t sit well. Even tonight, when all he
wanted to do was lose himself in an anonymous woman, he’d give as
good as he got.
    “ Inside me,” she managed
and hooked a finger around the drawer handle, pulling it to the
floor and sending a box of condoms tumbling. “Dammit.”
    “ Shh, luv.” He reached down
and snagged a foil packet, sheathing his erection and then pressing
gently against her entrance. “I’ve got ya.”
    He took his time, savoring the tight
heat around him, the way she writhed, and the scent of
her.
    “ Harder—God, please! I
need…more!”
    He thrust, matching her rhythm as her
short nails raked down his back. A growl hummed in his throat, and
when her eyes widened, he flicked a thumb to the tender bud nestled
between her lower lips. Her cry shattered his own control, and he
lost himself in the memory of his Caitlin.
    When her shudders faded, Liam nestled
his head against hers on the pillow. A satisfied sigh escaped her
kiss-swollen lips as she settled closer to him.
    “ I should go, luv,” he
said, tracing lazy patterns on her naked hip. As the words tumbled
out, his wolf raged against them. Stay , the beast demanded. She’s yours. Even if only for tonight. The nameless woman in his arms didn’t reply, and
he gave into his wolf, enjoying the way she fit against him and her
satisfied hum as he pressed a tender kiss to her neck.
    He let himself drift
towards sleep with the scent of fig blossoms surrounding him.
“ Mo chuisle, mo chroí .”
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Bella’s eyes popped open. He’d just
said something. Not English. She reached for the red crystal at her
throat and fought not to panic. The bourbon fuzzed her thoughts,
but the connection with Katerina helped calm her. She shouldn’t
have let herself drift off. Not with a strange man in her bed. An
anonymous fuck was one thing. Sleeping with a man without