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if you need a reminder.” She snarled and thought about shifting, just so she could bite him on the ass. Hard.
    “I haven’t forgotten a damn thing.”
    Voices drifted up from the stairs below them, along with footsteps. Des pressed forward, backing her into her apartment before he kicked the door shut behind them.
    “Then why the big stick up your ass? It’s not as if you even like me. What’s it to you if I get into it with some lowlife drug dealer?”
    “Oh, maybe that your cousins will rip my freaking throat out?” He stalked even closer, until the back of her legs hit the sofa. “Or that my sister considers you a friend?”
    “So? That doesn’t make me helpless.” Every nerve on edge, she looked up into his eyes, which had gone so dark they flashed like obsidian fire.
    “And it doesn’t make you a professional, either. Leave it alone, Svetlana. ” He leaned forward and put his hands on either side of her on the sofa back, bracketing her in. His face was only inches from hers, so she could feel the warmth of his breath.
    Lana glared up at him. “Make me.” Nobody was allowed to call her that—not even her parents. The only person who’d ever gotten away with it was her grandfather, and he was dead.
    “Fine.” Moving more swiftly than she expected for a human, he closed his arms around her and kissed her.
    Lana’s body responded on pure instinct as she grabbed him and flipped them both down to the couch, the maneuver made easy by her werewolf strength and Des’s amazing agility. Sprawled atop him, she returned his kiss as forcefully as it was given.
    Des didn’t let her stay on top for long. Nearly as strong as she, even without lupine abilities, he flipped them both until his weight pressed her back into the sofa. Neither of them broke the kiss as their tongues dueled for dominance. Lana clutched the lapels of his charcoal wool suit, but let go when her claws started to emerge as her arousal went into overdrive. Instead, she used her palms to push the jacket off his shoulders so she could run the flats of her hands down his sleekly muscled back. He shrugged and the jacket landed somewhere on the floor next to the couch.
    Des’s hands weren’t still, either. While one hand cupped her chin, with the other, he pushed her snug turquoise sweater up to bare her beige lace bra. He cupped one of her breasts and Lana groaned into his mouth. She wriggled, thrusting herself more fully into his palm and tugging his dress shirt out from the waistband of his trousers.
    “This is a bad idea,” he murmured as his lips left hers to trail down her throat.
    “Worst ever.” Lana hummed as his mouth found her breast and began to suck on the aching tip through the thin fabric of her bra.
    “Lift up.”
    She did and he pushed her shirt and bra over her head in one slightly awkward movement. Not wanting to waste more time, she undid the top two buttons on his shirt, loosened his tie, and pulled that off while they were at it. Her jeans and boots, his slacks and shoes soon followed. He even had the presence of mind to pull a condom from his wallet and roll it on before he lowered her back to the red leather sofa.
    “You’re such a Boy Scout,” she murmured against his throat as she licked a line along his collarbone. She wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning in pleasure as his thick erection found her entrance and slid slowly in, filling her until her eyes rolled back in her head.
    “Complaining?” He bent his head to suck one of her breasts into his mouth as he began to move.
    “Not a bit, though I have it covered, too.” Somehow it was important that he knew she wasn’t that reckless. While she wanted a family someday, it certainly wasn’t while she was still in school and with no long-term relationship in sight.
    He grunted a response, suckling her while he pumped in and out of her core.
    Nothing had ever felt so incredible. Her claws distended and she had to resist the urge to bite him with her