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  “And usually you are able to be,” Keller said softly. “But sometimes fate intervenes. You couldn’t stop the Hyena Shifter from attacking you, and now, you cannot heal yourself. You need my help—you must give up control, at least for a little while—to me.”

  His words, spoken in that deep, soft, masterful voice, made her heart pound wildly.

  “But . . . I’m afraid to lose control,” Samantha whispered.

  “I know it’s frightening.” He cupped her cheek in one large, warm hand. “But you need to let me heal you while these wounds are still fresh, Sammie.”

  “All right.” Samantha took a deep breath. “You can heal me just . . . don’t do anything else.” Keller gave her a long, level look that made her squirm, but she held her ground. “Just healing,” she repeated.

  “Very well,” he said at last. “I will only heal you, though I do reserve the right to seal the healing with a single kiss.”

  “Okay,” Samantha agreed reluctantly. It seemed to be the best offer she was going to get. And besides, how bad could just a single kiss be? “One kiss,” she said, but Keller didn’t answer. He was already spreading her thighs wide and bending down to heal her.

  Samantha bit back a gasp as his hot, wet tongue started at the ticklish inside of her right knee and made a long, sweeping stroke all the way up to her inner thigh. The healing heat, as she was beginning to think of it, started almost at once.

  She moaned with mingled shame and pleasure as she felt her pussy getting hot and wet while Keller healed her inner thigh with long, slow, methodical licks. God, this was so embarrassing! Could he tell how hot and wet he was making her? Could he see her pussy getting swollen and ready?

  She was almost certain he could. She was afraid to look, but she swore she could feel her juices wetting her pussy lips and overflowing to coat her inner thighs.

  Part of her wanted to beg Keller to stop. He was right about her never losing control. And right now, lying back against the mattress with her legs spread and Keller’s broad shoulder splitting her wide, Samantha felt less and less in control—of her fate, of her reactions to the pleasure the big Shifter was building in her, of her emotions. . . . She felt less in control of everything.

  But there was another part of her—a small part, but it was growing—that liked the feeling of giving up her all-important control to someone else—to Keller. She liked how big he was—how strong and muscular and completely certain of himself and of what he was doing to her. Even now he was watching her, holding her eyes with his own as he lapped her inner thighs, healing the terrible scratches and gouges the Hyena Shifter had made with his claws, trading excruciating pain for exquisite pleasure.

  “Keller . . . ,” she whispered, but it was almost a moan. The pleasure was growing until her pussy throbbed and ached, begging for attention. Her clit felt swollen and sensitive, and when Samantha finally looked down, she saw to her embarrassment that it was peeking out from between her slick folds, showing Keller exactly how much he was affecting her.

  At least she’d recently gotten a wax—only a narrow strip of blond curls decorated the top of her mound. So while she felt anxious about how obvious her desire was, at least she didn’t have to worry about the landscaping.

  Keller didn’t seem to worry about it either. He just kept licking her, dragging his tongue from the inside of her knee all the way up to the place where her thigh met her body. The inguinal crease, whispered the surgeon part of her brain. But though Samantha had used the landmark often in operations she was performing, she’d never had anyone pay so much personal attention to her own. God, he was driving her crazy.

  Finally, when the last of the awful scratches was gone and the skin of her thighs looked smooth and silky once more, he lifted his head.

  “You’re healed, baby,” he murmured, stroking one big, warm hand along the top of her right thigh. “But I still need to seal it.”

  “I . . . I know.” Samantha bit her lip. “I understand. Just one kiss though, right?”

  “Just one.” Keller’s green eyes were lazy with lust. “But I must warn you, it might have to be a rather long kiss.”

  “A . . . a long kiss?” Samantha squirmed uncomfortably, wishing she could close her thighs. But Keller was still lodged firmly between them, holding her open, putting her on display.

  “Mm-hmm.” He nodded. “The injuries I just healed for you were quite extensive. I’ll have to seal the healing thoroughly to keep them from coming back.”

  She didn’t know if she wanted him to kiss her or not at this point. But clearly he was going to do it whether she wanted him to or not—and take his time about it too. She was completely out of control—the big Shifter was in the driver’s seat now.

  “All right,” she whispered. “I guess . . . you know best what needs to be . . . to be done.”

  “That’s right, Sammie—I do,” he rumbled. “So just relax and let me kiss your sweet pussy—relax and let me make you feel good.”

  It occurred to Samantha that earlier he’d said either pain or pleasure would work to seal the healing. Maybe she should have asked him to pinch or bite her thigh instead? But when she thought of the Hyena Shifter’s teeth tearing into her vulnerable flesh she shivered.

  No more biting.

  Not tonight anyway. And besides, it was too late to ask for pain instead of pleasure—Keller was already using his thumbs to spread her outer pussy lips, a look of pure desire on his face.

  “God, your scent is so sweet,” he murmured, looking up at her for a moment. “And your pussy is so beautiful, all open and wet for me.”

  Samantha looked down at herself and bit her lip in embarrassment. She certainly was wet. Her earlier thought that her juices were wetting her inner thighs was correct. The dark pink of her inner folds were shiny with her honey and her pussy was swollen with need. As Keller spread her wider to bare her throbbing clit, Samantha didn’t know if she would die of embarrassment or pleasure or a combination of the two.

  “Keller,” she moaned, feeling incredibly exposed, incredibly vulnerable.

  “Just one long kiss, Sammie. Remember that,” he murmured. Then he ducked his head and placed a soft, open-mouthed kiss over her wet, hot folds.

  Samantha moaned as she felt his hot mouth make contact with her sensitive inner pussy. Then he began to kiss her—gently but urgently, just the way he’d kissed her mouth earlier that night.

  Though she’d told Keller she didn’t like this act—that she never enjoyed it—he was rapidly making a liar out of her. As the deep, delicious kiss went on, she felt herself getting hotter and hotter, her pussy throbbing under Keller’s seeking mouth. His tongue flickered delicately around her clit but never quite touched it, making her crazy with need. God, was he trying to drive her insane?

  “Keller!” she moaned, reaching out to tug restlessly at his hair. “Are . . . are you almost done?”

  He looked up for a moment.

  “I told you it might be a long kiss, Sammie,” he growled softly. “Besides, do you really want me to stop?”

  “Keller . . .” Looking into those silver-green eyes, she found she couldn’t lie. “No,” she whispered. “No, I don’t want you to stop.”

  “Good, because I’m just getting started, baby. Now relax and let me eat your pussy,” he ordered.

  His deep voice was a low, commanding growl, and somehow Samantha found herself obeying him. Maybe it was the hidden Shifter female inside her reacting to his Alpha dominance, or maybe she just wanted to lose control for once. But for whatever reason, she found herself finally giving up and letting go, allowing her legs to drift even wider apart as Keller leaned forward to taste between her thighs once more.

  Keller seemed to sense her submission because he growled approvingly and kissed her again—more urgently this time. Samantha moaned as he took long, hot licks of her inner folds, starting at the bottom of her slit and dragging his hot tongue all the way to the top. Along the way he bathed her throbbing clit, making her jump