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trembled. Lifting her further into
his arms, he saw the edge of the mark peeking out from beneath the strap of her
shirt. Sliding the material slowly overtop her slender shoulder he revealed the
dark, flushed mark fully. It spoke to him like a glaring neon light. While men
let out a cheer, he released a breath he had forgotten he was holding and
feathered a kiss on his woman's head. The survival of his people lay there in
his arms.

Chapter Three
     
    Kat awoke to the smell of
coffee and the muted sound of talking somewhere beyond the closed double doors.
A dull light seeped in through the edges of the heavy drapes covering the
windows, making her fairly certain it was either early morning, meaning she'd
only been out an hour or two, or late evening, meaning she'd been unconscious
for at least twelve hours.
    Looking around, she
attempted to regain some idea of exactly how she managed to get into this room
wearing nothing more than her tank and thong. The last thing she clearly
remembered was the need to wrap her arms around some goliath-sized stranger
after one of her own teammates waylaid her. My
teammates, damn, she thought, sitting straight up in the large bed, and
instantly regretting her rush when a sharp pain across her right side nearly
knocked her back down.
    Reaching to feel the edge
of the bandage circling her injured ribs, Kat grimaced. She was lucky it had
been a chest shot, and that no one had moved in to finish the job. She could
guess the arrival of the two large men had something to do with the fact she was
still breathing. She probably owed them for the accommodations and first aid as
well, seeing as they were the only people around when she blacked out. Why they
chose to bring her here rather then call 911 was puzzling.
    Moving much slower this
time, she stood up and took a wobbly step toward the door, intent on finding
the light switch so she could search for her clothes. After which she planned
on saying a quick 'thank you' to her saviors before calling into the station
and letting the chief know what happened. Reaching the door, she located the
switch and flipped it to the 'on' position, flooding the room in the soft glow
of the lamp on a nearby table. Taking a good look at her surroundings for the
first time, she gazed around the room, noting the fine linen. Stationary on the
end table informed her she was at the prestigious Marionette Hotel. Well, her
heroes obviously had money, so why where they slumming it in the seedy alleyway
across town?
    The opening of the doors
startled her and caused her to jump involuntarily, sending another spear of
sharp pain through her battered chest.
    "Why are you out of
bed?" his voice sent a tremble of familiarity through her body and had
moist heat pooling in her cunt. Damn, but he looked even better in the light.
    He closed the short
distance separating them in two strides and stood only inches from her. Kat's
body clenched with sheer desire as the scent of him wrapped itself around her,
drowning any rational thought from her mind. The only thing that mattered at
that moment was her need to feel his cock buried deep inside her hot, wet cunt until
she screamed in release. As if he understood her need, he reached down to lift
her face to his, capturing her lips in a kiss that was all too familiar.
    ****
    Barak had not intended to
come into the room and find himself tangled in the arms of his mate, but as his
tongue dueled with hers for dominance, the need to claim her body pushed him to
respond to the arousal he'd seen in her eyes. He understood that her response,
fed by the musk his body exuded when in contact with his mate, was a
magnification of what she already felt. Once claimed, the effect would diminish
greatly over time. The way she was rubbing herself against his engorged cock
said anything but no. Still, law demanded she ask for his claim, so he would
just be certain she begged him for it.
    After lifting her gently
so as not to further injure her already