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  She wasn’t sure what he meant by that because she hadn’t thought she was being loud. She didn’t get a chance to ask though as he gripped her hips, rolled her over and jerked her ass up in the air until she was on her knees. Suddenly he was behind her and his cock entered her slowly.

  She moaned and clawed the bedding. His hold on her hips kept her in place and he adjusted his legs to the outside of hers, pinning her there as he drove his cock deep. He eased his hold on one hip, bent forward and one of his hands flattened next to one of hers to brace his body as he curled over her back. His mouth ended up next to her ear.

  “I’m going to fuck you. I need you now. Grab the pillow and use it. There are officers outside.”

  The “muffle” comment suddenly made sense as she struggled to find the pillow somewhere above her head. She dragged it closer and Tiger almost withdrew from her body before his hips slammed hard against her ass. She dug her face into the pillow and cried out in pleasure at the feel of his thick shaft stretching her vaginal walls. He moved fast, fucked her hard enough that it nearly drove her flat, but his arm slid from her hip to encircle her waist as if he knew she was about to collapse.

  All she could do was feel as he took her in a near frenzy. It felt so good it nearly hurt. His balls slapped against her clit and his ragged breathing matched her own. He adjusted his hips, took her at a new angle, and the crown of his cock hit a spot that made her moan louder.

  The arm around her middle tightened and he growled. He kept fucking her until she lost it. The climax struck and she bit into the pillow to keep from crying out. Her body jerked under his and suddenly Tiger’s mouth locked on her shoulder. Pain made her cry out as he bit down. Pleasure and agony mixed until she nearly passed out. His teeth released her as he ground his hips against her ass and, jerking violently, he came hard. She could feel his semen shooting deep inside her.

  The only thing keeping her up was Tiger’s strength. He stopped coming and just collapsed to his side, taking her with him. They were still joined and he held her tightly around her waist to make sure they stayed that way.

  Her shoulder ached where he’d bitten her. He was breathing as heavily as she as both of them recovered. He lifted his head and put his lips next to her ear.

  “Another male isn’t to touch you, Zandy. Swear that to me. I’m the only one you share sex with.”

  His words stunned her.

  He growled softly and his mouth nipped her shoulder. “Swear.”

  It didn’t hurt but her oversensitive body jerked from the soft bite. “I swear.”

  His tongue licked the area he’d bitten. It was an odd sensation as he lapped at her skin. His cock inside her twitched and he slowly started to move, fucking her again. She moaned and turned her head against the bed. Her fingers found his arm around her waist and she clung to him.

  He rolled onto his back and took her with him until she was sprawled on her back over him. His free hand cupped her mound and played with her clit while his hips drove his cock into her pussy. Zandy threw her arm over her face and used her wrist to muffle some of her moans.

  She wasn’t sure what had gotten into Tiger or why he’d made her swear he’d be the only man she was with but she didn’t care at that moment. He felt so good inside her and massaging her clit that it was all that mattered. She wasn’t sure what felt better. The way he’d taken her fast and furiously on her knees or the slow, languid way he fucked her now.

  Sweat made her body slide on his by the time he’d made her come a second time and found his own release. They relaxed and panted. Zandy turned her head to rest her cheek against Tiger’s chest, where she remained. Her fingers on his arm caressed him and her hand over her mouth dropped back over one of his shoulders.

  “Drained,” he rasped. “You take it all from me. I feel almost turned inside out.”

  She lifted her head to peer at him. His head was tipped back and she couldn’t see his face. Disappointment struck over not being able to see his eyes. He seemed to read her mind as he lifted his head enough for their gazes to meet.

  “What do I take from you?”

  He blinked. “You make my seed come out so hard it nearly hurts.”

  “Oh.” Her shoulder throbbed. “Are you all right?”

  A smile played at his lips. “It’s a good kind of ache right now.”

  His head fell back and his hand flattened on her lower belly, caressing her. “I bit you again.”

  “I felt it.”

  His body tensed under hers and she was too sluggish to protest when he rolled them onto their sides. His tongue licked at her shoulder again. His cock twitched against her vaginal walls where they were still connected and he slowly withdrew from her. His tongue kept lapping at her.

  “Am I bleeding?”

  He paused. “Yes.”

  She wasn’t sure how to react. She knew he’d bitten her hard and he’d broken the skin. It wasn’t the first time and she remembered what he’d told her. She’d have to hide the injury or someone would think he’d mated her. The other bite was healing quickly since it was just a few light scratches. The one he’d just done felt much worse, had hurt more, and she wondered how bad it was.

  “I didn’t mean to do it.” He lowered his head to rest it against hers. “Did I hurt you?”

  “A little but it isn’t bad now.”

  “I got you far worse this time. It will leave a scar.”

  She hesitated. “Why did you bite me again?”

  “I lost control.”

  “It’s okay.” It was done and she wasn’t going to bitch about it.

  “It isn’t. Damn.” He nuzzled her with his cheek against the side of her face. “Sometimes it’s hard to be me.”

  “Why?”

  He took a few slow, steady breaths before answering. “I’m a male but I’m more. I have instincts that sometimes rule my thoughts. I wanted to mark you. Smiley warned me away from you when I arrived here and stated his intentions to try to talk you into sharing sex with him. The idea of him touching you sent me into a rage.”

  “I’m not interested in anyone but you. Is that why you had me swear off other men?”

  “Yes. I think I’d attack any male who touched you. I am trying to be honest. I don’t want a mate but I feel things for you, Zandy. It confuses me and drives me a little insane. I’m not someone who should take a mate.”

  She could relate to that. The memories of two broken marriages haunted her. She’d tried to make her relationships work but they hadn’t. The thought of opening herself up to another serious commitment was frightening. Tiger and she came from two different worlds, or so it seemed. His past was completely foreign to her and hers would be to him. Opposites attracted but long-term it probably wouldn’t work.

  The silence between them stretched. Zandy finally pulled herself away from her grim musings. “May I ask you something?”

  “Anything.”

  “Smiley said something that worried me.”

  “Did he threaten you?” His voice turned scary.

  “No. He said my scent is changing and that he thinks I’m going to ovulate. He said I should hide it from New Species men. Can you smell anything?”

  “Yes. He’s right.”

  “That’s so weird. Will men really be attracted to me because of that?”

  “Yes.”

  “I’m trying not to freak out that your sense of smell is that good. It makes me wonder about all the other little things you can pick up with your nose. I hope my deodorant is working well enough.” She rubbed his arm as she babbled, knowing she was doing it but couldn’t stop. “Good thing we don’t have to worry about pregnancy. I hope it’s not an offensive smell like body odor. Please tell me I don’t stink.” She inwardly winced at the thought.

  He said nothing.

  “Did you fall asleep on me?”

  “No. I’m awake and you smell wonderful. It’s an attractive scent. I wish I could stay the night but I can’t. I have to leave soon.”

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