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  She got inside and turned, only to find him coming at her with a concerned look in his eyes. She slammed the door.

  “Stay away from me!”

  “Jill? What is wrong?”

  She saw the lock and twisted it. A second later, he tried to open the door. She backed away, breathing hard from her wild sprint up the stairs and down the hallway.

  “Jill?” He softened his tone. “I apologize if kissing you upset you, but I needed to show Winalin that I wasn’t interested in her.”

  She hugged her body, flinching over how oversensitive her breasts felt under the shirt. Her nipples were hard, her skin too hot. She backed up more and spun, heading toward the bathroom. A cold shower might dilute whatever weird thing he’d done to her.

  “Jill?” He knocked on the door. “Talk to me.”

  “Fuck off, Wings. Keep your freaky mouth and whatever the hell kind of drug you secrete away from me,” she yelled over her shoulder.

  She entered the bathroom and locked the other door that entered his bedroom. It was imperative that she cool down before she ended up throwing herself at the big bastard and begging him to fuck her. It was a real possibility.

  She turned on the shower, stomped over to the sink, and twisted the tap. The water was cold when she cupped her hands and leaned in, drinking some of it, hoping to erase the sweet taste of his kiss. It must be some natural sex chemical GarLycans secrete to make defenseless women horny as hell.

  The door she’d just locked came crashing open. She jerked upward and spun, gaping at Aveoth. He stopped at the doorway from his bedroom into the bathroom. “What in the hell is wrong with you? Did you say drugs?”

  She shoved back against the sink and watched as his nostrils flared. A look of surprise widened his eyes and his gaze lowered to her thighs. “Shit.”

  “What did you do to me?”

  His gaze lifted, holding hers. “It wasn’t intentional. I swear on my honor.”

  “Bullshit!” She wasn’t buying it. Sweat beaded on her skin, the heat coming back. She’d heard about hot flashes but these seemed worse. Her clit throbbed painfully again and her breasts actually hurt.

  The color of Aveoth’s eyes swirled to mostly silver. “I swear I didn’t do this on purpose.”

  “What did you dose me with?” She leaned heavily against the counter and clutched it to keep upright. Her knees didn’t want to support her weight and her legs shook. “Make it stop!”

  “Damn it.” He gripped the doorframe and it creaked, the wood sounding as if were being crushed. “I’m different from other GarLycans. This has never happened before. Well, not like this. I’m so sorry, Jill. You must believe me.”

  “Give me something to counteract whatever the hell this is!” She spun, bending over the sink since her legs trembled harder. The need was turning into pure agony. “I’m not having your bat babies, goddamn you.”

  “Listen to me. I told you there’s this thing that happens to Gargoyles every thirty years. It’s called the ravage. It’s not my time, but I think you somehow triggered my hormones and you…you must have swallowed some when we kissed.”

  She squeezed her eyes closed, leaning more on the counter. “You’re blaming this on me? Really? Are you kidding me?”

  “No! Of course not. I’m shocked by this. The ravage is complicated.”

  “So you’re in heat like that stray cat I fed. Goddamn you, Wings.”

  “I’m not the one in heat, but I think I’ve put you into it. It wasn’t intentional, Jill. I swear on my life. As I said, I’m different. I really wanted you, and for whatever reason, my hormones levels must have increased since I met you. I somehow transferred them to you by kiss. I didn’t even know this could happen.”

  She groaned and started to crumple. Aveoth was there instantly and picked her up. She would have fought, but she’d have only ended up on the floor if he hadn’t gotten to her. He spun, carrying her through the broken door and to his bed. He took a seat on the large mattress, cradling her in his arms.

  “I really didn’t know this was possible. I swear. Let me help you.”

  “Right. By putting a youngling in my womb? Fuck off.” She tried to climb off his lap and he turned, helping her. She rolled onto his bed and curled into a ball on her side. She was burning up, aching, and could feel wetness between her thighs. It was more than that. She was soaked.

  “Am I bleeding?”

  “No.” His voice deepened. “It’s not your period causing that. It’s lust.”

  “Get away from me.”

  “That’s not going to help, Jill.”

  “Put me in the shower. Cold water will.”

  “It won’t.”

  The bed moved, and she turned her head, peeking at him. Aveoth started to get naked by shoving his pants down.

  “Don’t you dare.”

  “I’m going to help you.”

  “By fucking me? Pass!”

  “No, sweetheart. I’m just going to get you through this. It’s my fault. I apologize.”

  She tried to roll away when he put his knee on the bed and it dipped. He was faster, and grabbed her. She gasped as he flipped her onto her back and began to strip her. It was tempting to fight, but getting rid of his T-shirt seemed to help the aches a bit. She stared at him as he lay on his stomach, pushed her legs apart with his strong hands, and slid down the bed. Her eyes widened when she realized what he was about to do, and her mouth opened.

  He moved fast, and suddenly his head dipped between her thighs. Hot breath fanned her pussy, and then his mouth opened up and his tongue was on her clit.

  She threw her head back and clawed at the bedding as he licked her. Pleasure hit so hard, she saw spots, and then a climax ripped through her. She cried out, her body jerking.

  Aveoth snarled and burrowed his face closer, his tongue merciless on her clit. She bucked but couldn’t get away as another wave of ecstasy rolled through her.

  Jill lost the ability to think. It was just pleasure, her heart pounding so hard she felt as if it might beat right out of her chest, and yet another climax hit. He was going to kill her with his tongue. There was no slow descent after she came. Just need and bursts of extreme rapture.

  She moaned, cried out, and climaxed again.

  Chapter Nine

  Aveoth had jacked off in the shower. He entered his bedroom and stared at Jill sleeping in his bed. Guilt, disbelief, and shock still echoed through him. His ravage was years away but his body had betrayed him and Jill. She’d never forgive him.

  His dick stiffened and he glared down at it. “I deserve sainthood.” He’d only used his mouth on Jill until she’d passed out from exhaustion. There was no way he’d take advantage of her in that condition. He strode over to the nightstand and removed his personal phone before he returned to the bathroom. He called Kelzeb.

  His friend answered on the second ring. “Is something wrong?”

  “Where are you?”

  “Between meetings. I’m walking.” Kelzeb paused. “No one is near me. What is wrong? You sound pissed.”

  “I kissed Jill.”

  “That’s progress.”

  “And it sent her into heat as if I’d withdrawn my hormone fluid from the back of my very neck while suffering the ravage.”

  His friend inhaled sharply. “What?”

  “You heard me.”

  “That’s not possible. It’s not the right time for you.”

  “I also didn’t use a needle to withdraw the fluid buildup that I don’t even have.” He closed his eyes and reached behind his neck, feeling for a lump. There wasn’t one. “There’s no sign of the ravage but that’s what happened.”

  “I’m coming to you.”

  “No. I couldn’t stand you being near her right now. I’m feeling overprotective and aggressive as hell.”

  “Is she okay?”

  “She’s passed out in my bed.”

  “Did you mate her?”

  “Hell no. I kept my dick away from her.”