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Stanislav?” Marijka braced her palms on his powerful shoulders, the fine weave of his handmade shirt smooth beneath her fingers.
    Luka looked up from where he studied that errant curl. He splayed his hand wide on the small of her back and scraped his lightly stubbled cheek against hers to whisper in her ear. “Then I will be at your mercy, Officer Zolinski.”
    Marijka had trouble imagining him being at anyone’s mercy, but the idea of mastering him fueled the burn between her thighs. “Be careful what you offer. You may find yourself Gypsy-cursed,” she whispered against the corner of his mouth.
    “Alternatively, I may find myself Gypsy- blessed when you’re screaming my name, pretty Marijka. Baptized by the fire I know burns between those thighs.”
    She despised his arrogance, but knew intrinsically it was something more than Alpha posturing. He’d do everything he promised and she’d love every minute of it.
    But Marijka couldn’t let him out match her. She was just as formidable. “Are you going to bark all night or bite, enforcer?”
    A low growl began in the back of his throat and she wondered for a moment if she’d pushed him too far—if she were about to see exactly what kind of beast lurked beneath his skin. The heat coming off him was blistering and her anticipation was like a fine red wine, sweet with dark notes of fear and lust.
    His teeth raked over the tender place between her neck and her shoulder and he bit down, just as she’d demanded. She pushed her fingers through his hair, but guided him closer rather than away. Knees weak, she melted against him. His mouth scorched her as he suckled where he’d bitten. The sensation shot stabs of pleasure straight to her clit.
    Luka lifted her easily and she locked her legs around his waist. He braced one forearm beneath her ass and his other anchored her against his chest as he headed for the stairs. Marijka bit him back in the same place he’d bitten her, her blunt teeth marking him.
    Another growl issued from deep in his chest and it was a powerful rush to know she’d forced him to betray just that tiny bit of his human veneer. She wondered what it would take to make him shed it completely and what she’d find beneath. Marijka bit him again, this time on his neck, and his grip on her tightened.
    “You play with fire,” he said in a voice reverberating with power.
    “And I’m burning in it, Luka.”
    He took her mouth hard, but his kiss held no tenderness, no soft seduction. It was all blatant claiming and primal lust. He tasted of things she didn’t know could be in a kiss—the taste of scents and visions, things she never imagined would be so sweet. The dark, loamy earth, the crystal chill of moonlight on water, and the very night itself.
    Luka kicked a door open and rather than putting her down on the bed, she found herself braced against the wall. He made quick work of her tailored silk blouse and the lace cups of her bra—tore them from her and freed her breasts for his attention. Luka bent his head and took one pebbled nipple into his mouth. He raked his teeth lightly over the sensitive bud just as he’d done at her neck, and then sucked and licked the puckered flesh.
    Every flick of his tongue sent waves of carnal bliss careening through her and as the howls echoed again through the darkness, Marijka found she didn’t care. Nothing mattered at this moment but having Luka Stanislav inside her.
    She tore at the buttons of his shirt, desperate to have more of his warm, golden skin, and she pushed the material over the wide expanse of his shoulders where she saw five scars that ran from his shoulder down across to his torso to his hip. It looked as if he’d ripped open by some kind of beast.
    He lifted his head to meet her eyes and Marijka spread her palm wide and her hand couldn’t come anywhere near covering the edges of the scar. Her first thought was werewolf , but then he’d be infected. He’d be running the night with them, not